"May I see those?" I asked, holding out my hand. Judging by the expression on his face, I think he was a little suspicious of my motives, as if I could somehow overpower him and cuff him. It was just ludicrous. For starters, what would I cuff him to? I knew that my hour wasn't up yet, but still I just wanted to see the cute, fuzzy cuffs for myself. When he finally handed them over, my fingertips rubbed over the soft material and I grinned. These were very different from the leather wrist restraints or simple metal cuffs he sometimes used on me. "So soft." I admired the blue material. Nodding, he watched me closely, and I again got the feeling he was on guard. Did I have the guts to do something like that anyway? Probably not. He'd have to be taken by surprise for me to pull off something that bold. I handed them back to him and climbed on the bed, kneeling in the center, just like so many times before.
"Come here Cass." He crooked his finger and summoned me closer. "What are you doing?"
I moved closer and rose up to my knees, holding out my wrists to him, assuming that's what he wanted, but he simply handed the furry handcuffs back to me. "Come on Cass, stop. You know it's not like that between us anymore. I didn't bring these for you to wear." Biting his bottom lip, he stared at me, waiting for my reaction.
"What?" Words left me the second I realized that I had misinterpreted the situation. Swallowing hard, my mind went blank and my eyes widened as I shifted. "I.. I can't."
He held his wrists and I wondered if he knew how uncomfortable this made me feel. "Cuff me." He demanded as I stared down at the red and black ink on the inside of his wrist and then back into those oceans of blue, suddenly speechless. There was no mention of a key or if he could free himself without one.
"Seriously, I-.. I can't do that." My nervousness showed through and through. I could submit to him all day long, but when the opportunity for a role reversal presented itself, I was ready to run away like a scared little girl. I had never done anything like this before and wouldn't know the first thing to do.
Jared took the cuffs from my hand and secured one of his wrists. "Yes, you can." The smile on his lips as he stroked my hair, made me smile.
"I just don't know what to do. I'm not dominant in any way at all Jared."
Nodding, he urged me to move to the middle of the bed and sit down. "It's simple, really. All you have to do is remember some of the long nights we've had at my house and repeat it, only this time you will be the one making the demands." He fastened the other wrist and lay back, raising them both over his head. Even though his hands were cuffed together, they weren't secured to anything and the fact that he was stronger than me, regardless of being cuffed or not was in the back of my mind. "Just do what I'd do to you."
Was he asking me to tease the fuck out of him? Bring him right to the brink of climax and then sit back and watch him struggle? I didn't think that I was capable of that, even though I'd endured it many times before myself. "You don't really want me to do those things to you!"
"There are so many possibilities Cass. Just use your imagination. You're the boss tonight, I promise I won't interfere." He had pretty much given me the okay to do whatever I wanted, and if I was more of an adventurous person, I'd be elated. Unfortunately, I'm too weak.
I felt so inexperienced and out of place right at that moment, and completely unsure of how to proceed. Staring at Jared, lying half naked in front of me, cuffed and telling me that I was in charge, wasn't something that I ever thought I'd live to see. I lowered my head and tried to gather up the courage to do something, anything.
Finally, I slid my hand over the obvious bulge in the front of his pants. It aroused him to know that he had once again successfully changed things up on me. The idea of relentlessly teasing him made me feel so uncomfortable, but this would be the perfect time for payback. I took a deep breath and leaned forward, tugging on the slightly damp blue swim trunks. Using both hands, I did my best to quickly pull them down his hips. Pulling them all the way down and off of his feet, I threw them on the floor. Jared grinned, clearly not having a single ounce of shyness.
I slid my leg over his waist, trying to figure out how the hell I ended up in this predicament. Suddenly my brain was on fire as the ideas shuffled in faster than I could fully process them. All were delicious and some of the nervousness started to fade. I leaned forward, fully aware of his erect cock between us. Kissing his lips, I sucked the bottom one into my mouth. With a little nibble, I released it and continued my tender assault on his jawline. I arrived at his ear and dared to whisper how much I wanted to taste him.
He shifted, wanting some friction, but I only kissed my way down his chest, moving myself lower and sliding my tongue along those little hairs surrounding his nipple. Listening to his sharp intake of breath when I bit down on that little nub, I grinned. My eyes widened with fascination and like a junkie taking their first hit, I became caught up in the excitement.
Eventually I worked my way down his chiseled abdomen and ended up between his legs, staring at his massive erection. Wasting no time, I tested out what could possibly become my new favorite thing, teasing him to the point of insanity. His little whimpers sent a shiver down my spine and I slid my tongue along the crown. Pressing my tongue to the underside of his veiny cock, I finally took him into my mouth, not stopping until he hit the back of my throat. I waited for his fingers to knot in my hair, but they never did. Was he actually going to keep his word?
