I was thoroughly enjoying her mouth and allowed her to bring me right to the edge, but just as I was about to lose control, I tangled my fingers in her hair, drawing her back. "This isn't exactly what I had in mind," I huffed. "Come here." She grinned, crawling up my body and kissing my neck. Even with my hands still cuffed together, when her lips touched mine, I was able to flip us over. Frustrated, I scrambled to get to my knees between her open legs. Taking in the view before me, my eyes slowly scanned from her beautiful face, all the way down to her slightly damp pink bikini. Her eyes widened as she intently watched my every move. This was much more difficult with my wrists bound, and I couldn't help but smile at the fact that as a dominant, I'd never really given it much thought before.
I leaned down to nip at the spot of skin just above the waistband of her swimsuit, enjoying the way her breathing picked up. Cassie smiled when I grazed my fingers along her soft skin, down her toned belly, dipping them beneath the soft material. I curled my fingers in the bright fabric, tugging it hard. It didn't take much for the strings on each side to give way and she gasped as I tore it away from her body. Licking my lips, I couldn't miss the way she was glistening with anticipation.
My fingers brushed against her soft, freshly shaved skin. Why the hell did I volunteer to let her bind my wrists? God, she was perfect, everything I'd ever wanted, but I clenched my jaw when she smirked at me. Heat radiated from her body and I was dying to be inside of her.
I nearly fell off the bed when I reached over into the drawer where I tossed the box of magnums when we arrived. Plucking out a foil packet, I began to realize that the smallest things were so difficult to do with my wrists cuffed together, and I had enough. "Get these off of me."
"What would you do if I refused?" I definitely wasn't expecting that response. Over these past few months something inside of me had changed, but if she thought for one second I was playing around, she was sadly mistaken.
"Now isn't the time to play games Cass. Come on, key, now!"
She always followed my every command without uttering a single word, and today she decides to play games? I saw her expression change as she weighed her options. Yes, my hands were bound together, but I was still stronger than her, and it wouldn't take much to flip her over and grant her a few harsh smacks to her rear, if needed. But.. maybe that's what she desired, considering she hadn't moved an inch.
When we arrived, it was my aim to take things slow with her this week, show her how much I cared for her. Unfortunately, I can't control how I feel from one minute to the next. With a rough yank, I was able to break the silly little chain connecting the weak pair of handcuffs.
I slipped my hands under her knees, violently spreading her legs even wider. Impatiently, I tore at the bathing suit top, happy when it came off easily. Leaning over her torso, I swirled my tongue around one stiff, pink nipple, while pinching and twisting the other. My fingers trailed down the center of her warm body and her hips started to sway before they ever made contact with her wet skin. Opening my mouth wider, I sucked as much of her breast into my mouth that I could, tenderly biting down and then straining to make sure there wasn't a spot on her chest that my tongue missed.
I flicked her swollen clit once and grinned into her flesh at his desperate she sounded. It was her hand, not mine, that guided my fingers into her. She was so worked up and I watched her expression while I slid them in and out of her with ease. My God, she was dripping with excitement. After a few slow, gentle thrusts, I began twisting my fingers as I pushed them in and out.
Sadly, I was never one for patience and curled my fingers, fucking her fast and hard with them. Cass threw her head backward against the mattress, raising up off the bed as her body neared climax. This, I could watch all day long, but I was beginning to ache with need as I got her off. She finally came, shuddering into the pillow that she used to partially hide her face.
The box of condoms tumbled to the floor and I never even bothered to pick them up. I was so ready to go that I didn't even wait for her to come down. I held myself up on one arm, forcing one of her legs around me and made slow, deliberate thrusts. She was still throbbing and I could feel her body moving beneath me. For the first few minutes, she had been still, but before long I felt her fingernails scraping down my sides and her hips came back to life.
I moved my hips faster as I held myself up wanting to watch her face when she came apart for the second time. Judging by the way her body started to tighten around me, I recognized that it wouldn't be long.
Groaning, I was caught between not wanting it to end, and needing my release. "Come on Cass." I said, impatiently. I gazed down at her beautiful green eyes, swiveling my hips and trying my best to make sure she fell over one more time before I lost the ability to hold back. It seemed like forever, but she gripped my arms as her body writhed. I wanted to wait a little longer, but was unable to stop my body from shuddering as I pulled out.
I knew I made a mess of us both when I sank to my elbows and pressed my lips to hers. Sticky and sweaty wasn't my thing and I couldn't wait to jump in the shower, but my heart was beating so fast as I whispered the words I knew she had been waiting to hear, "I love you Cass."
