Y/n's POV:
"Are you sure you're ok with this?" Scarlett asks me nervously as she fiddles with the object in her hand. "Angel, I'm more than comfortable and I'll happily tell you if I want or need you to stop." I try to reassure her. "Besides, I don't back down from a bet." I wink at her, making her blush. "Ok, well how about we have a safe word just in case." Scarlett says and I think that's a good idea. "Ok, how about pancake." I suggest, earning a confused look from Scarlett.
"Pancake?" She asks. "Well, it has to be something that we wouldn't say during sex normally and I'm pretty sure that pancake isn't going to come up at any point." I point out and she hums in agreement. "Ok. You say pancake and I'll stop instantly. I promise." She says, leaning down to place a soft kiss to my lips. "I trust you angel." I tell her truthfully and she smiles. "Now have at it. I'm all yours." I smirk and that seems to ignite something within Scarlett.
"Right, naked and on the bed. I'm going to get everything else that I'm going to need." She orders me and I jump up to do as I'm told. I can't lie. I'm excited for this. It's the first opportunity that we've had for us to follow through from our bet made in Bristol. I quickly discard my clothes and sit on the bed as I watch Scarlett grab our box of toys and pick what she wants. She ends up not making a decision and instead brings the whole box over. My eyes widen at the thought of what she has planned.
"Are you ok for me to lock you to the bed?" She asks, grabbing the handcuffs that she had been fiddling with just a few moments ago. "You're in control. I'll do as you ask." I tell her and her eyes seem to grow dark at my surrendering of power. "Scootch down and arms up." She instructs me and I get comfortable on the bed and lift my arms above my head.
She takes the first pair and locks my wrist to the frame. "That's not to tight, is it?" She asks. I give it a little tug and shake my head. "Perfect." I confirm and she then goes to lock up my left arm. "I like seeing you like this. Completely vulnerable and at my mercy." She husks, her finger trailing along my jaw. "I only have one ground rule. No cumming without my permission." She tells me and I nod submissively. "Good girl." She smirks.
My smile soon disappears when her light touch disappears, and she stands from the bed. She then proceeds to start unbuttoning her shirt, one button at a time, whilst she looks at me through her eye lashes. Fuck me she is so hot. Once her shirt is undone, I get a glimpse of her red laced bra, but she doesn't give me anymore as she moves down to her jeans.
She slowly undoes the button and runs her finger around the top of the jeans before spinning around and slowly pushing them down her legs, her ass pushed out giving me the best view. "Scar, you are so fucking sexy." I tell her, wishing I could get up right now and squeeze her perfectly formed ass. "Not as sexy as you all on display for me." She responds, moving towards the bed. Her jeans long gone and her shirt hanging open.
I watch as Scarlett straddles my stomach, and I can feel a wetness from her panties. I smirk at the feeling, and she tilts her head. "Someone's wet." I point out with a grin. "I should be embarrassed, but I'm not. My wife if gorgeous and I'm about to have all the fun in the world with her." Scarlett shrugs at me, pushing her core against my abs. "Maybe I should just take care of myself first." She thinks to herself as she keeps a slow steady movement.
After slipping of her shirt and throwing it behind her, she rests her hands on my shoulder as she starts to pick up her movements. I'm sure the feeling of the material on her clit along with my abs are giving her a good amount of stimulation. "Fuck, your abs feel so good babe." She sighs, her head dropping back as she grinds harder into me.
This is almost painful to watch. I have a front row seat, but I can't reach out and touch her, I can't take over. But she's still using me to get to her high. Her moans grow louder and she beings to pant in between. "Fuck, I'm so close Bella." She informs me. Not that she needs to, I can feel it on my stomach.
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More Than a Soldier
FanfictionThe third and final book of the Soldier series. (Book 1 - A Soldier's Life. Book 2 - Just a Soldier) With Y/n now in Afghanistan, Scarlett is facing the next six months without her fiance. Focusing on her daughter, Scarlett hopes that work can help...