Taken, Kissed, and Loved [FREE and COMPLETED]

Chapter 17

David was stunned by surprise. Ah. So that’s the way the wind blows. He didn’t answer right away, not sure what to say. This was not just about trust, the worst part for him would be having to surrender control, which was definitely not something he was not used to do. She did it for you, perhaps it would be fair to do the same thing for her? But becoming completely helpless and powerless? What if she’s not after a s****l fantasy but some sort of intricate revenge and she cuts his d**k off at the first possible moment? Yes, she clearly seems like a person who would cut somebody’s d**k off.

“I’ll do it,” he said before he could change his mind.

“You don’t have to.” She stared at him, surprised.

“I know. But I’m curious.”

“Like I already said, curiosity killed the cat.”

He grinned and leaned to kiss her. “But satisfaction brought it back.”

She chuckled nervously. “I’m not familiar with that part.”

“Then you should expand your education.”

Christina had never tied up anyone in her life, obviously, so he instructed her on how to do a simple handcuff tie, tight enough so he wouldn’t be able to slip out of it. She was a quick and excited learner. David was not sure if that was such a great thing right now. He tried to hide it, but he was really nervous about this. Even having his wrists tied up in front of his body brought out some pretty unpleasant memories that had nothing to do with s*x. He chased them away by looking at her playing with the end of the rope, nervous, but with a spark of excitement in her eyes.

“Lay down.” A finger pushed against his chest and he fell back onto the soft mattress. At least he won’t have to hang by his wrists from the ceiling as she did. So far this seemed way more comfortable. She pulled on the rope, making him straighten his arms, and then tied the end to one of the columns in the bed corners. Then she climbed back on the bed and gently touched his d**k. It wasn’t fully erect yet since he was nervous, but the way she walked around the bed and crawled over it while being completely naked really helped to get it up.

He closed his eyes and groaned softly. See, this is not so bad. But then she got up and went to his bag. “Why do you carry so much rope around?” she asked him, pulling another coil out.

“It comes in handy.” He was trying to sound relaxed but his voice was strangled and his breath hitching, even more so when she moved to his legs. With only his wrists tied like this, he could still get out of it relatively easily, given an opportunity and a bit of time. But if he lets her tie his ankles as well, leaving him stretched across the bed, he will be completely defenseless. The thought of Peter Anderson walking through the door and laughing at his half-erect d**k before proceeding to cut it off kept appearing in his brain. Now you are being silly. Just trust her. That was easy to say.

“I don’t have to,” she whispered, probably noticing his inner struggle.

“It’s fine.” Maybe if she gets whatever she’s after, she will trust him a bit more. Well, you know about at least one thing she could be after. Right. He remembered her hanging by her wrists, the belt in his hand, the sound it made when it landed on her butt. Her screams of pain. Crap. That made perfect sense. “Just, uhh… don’t hit my d**k, okay? Other than that, I’m fine.”

“What?” Christina stopped what she was doing and climbed up on him to look into his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you. Did you think I’m after revenge or something? Uh, men,” she snorted. “I just want to…”

“Be in control,” he finished her sentence because now he understood it better. “You could have asked.”

“I don’t think you’d listen, I think at some point you can’t help yourself.” David was hypnotized by her t**s. She was sitting on him, knees on each side of his chest, and as she leaned forward, her boobs were hanging above him, rocking slightly. His head tilted forward to suck on a n****e hovering right above his mouth, but she moved away quickly. “See, that is exactly what I am talking about,” she chuckled and finished tying up the rope.

Now David’s wrists were tied together and attached to one corner of the bed and his ankles to the opposite one. He was stretched between them, naked and completely vulnerable. He closed his eyes and tried not to think about everything she could do to him right now. Was that how she felt before? No, it must have been even worse, because he knew her, or at least he hoped he did and was certain she wouldn’t hurt him. All Christina knew back then was that there is an angry man who hates her father and herself and is going to hurt her to get revenge. David couldn’t say he liked that feeling.

“Now,” she climbed up on the bed and knelt next to him, “don’t move.” Very funny. As if he had a choice now.

Her hand touched his d**k, gently at first, and started rubbing it. It didn’t take much to get it fully erect and David soon started breathing heavily. She pulled her long hair to the side and leaned forward, her lips parting around his c**k. Her tongue circled the tip for a bit and then suddenly she took him in whole, he felt it hitting the back of her throat. “Jesus!” He gasped for air, surprised by the sudden change. The pressure was already building inside him as Christina’s head moved up and down, sucking him hard.

When he felt he was about to come, his hands tried to move and grab her hair, but of course he couldn’t. Damn, she was right, he really couldn’t help himself. But it didn’t matter now, all that mattered was the soft pulsing in his d**k that was getting stronger and stronger, just one more move there and… she stopped and pulled away. David’s d**k was sticking in the air, painfully hard and completely abandoned. He pulled against the rope but she tied it well.

“s**t,” he croaked and closed his eyes, his head banging against the mattress a couple of times. The only movement he was capable of right now. “That’s not very nice.”

“Shut the f**k up,” she growled and grabbed his hair, held his head down and not so gently bit his neck. David tried to keep his mouth shut as she wanted, but it was so damn hard when she kept kissing and biting his neck. Waiting, as he realized moments later, for his d**k to calm down a bit. This time she went on all four above him as if they were going to do a 69, her p***y hovering above his face, so close he could see everything, but too far for his tongue to reach it no matter how hard he tried.

His d**k slid into her mouth again, this time she took it gradually, taking it deeper and deeper every time she went up and down. “Oh, please,” he moaned quietly, feeling the buildup again. Christina moved faster, hollowing her cheeks to create more pressure, and David felt his whole body shake in anticipation. But just as before, seconds before he reached the climax, she suddenly stopped. “No!” He struggled against the ropes but they didn’t move an inch. “Please, Christina.”

She waited again, playing with his earlobe, biting and nibbling on it, before returning to suck his d**k. “Oh no, no no no. Please!” Before she started, he was certain he would never lower himself to begging. Now he was doing it without hesitation, without a second thought. Maybe even without the first thought. The only thing he could think about was his painfully erect c**k, desperately needing to release the pressure.

Fucking hell, Parker. Stop being a p***y, just control yourself. Control himself? How the hell was he supposed to do that? This was probably the least in control he felt in his entire life. He felt he was about to come again. Christina's tongue was tickling the tip of his d**k and he desperately tried to lift his hips up to stay in her mouth just a little bit longer. It didn't help.

"NO!" David screamed out in frustration, using his whole strength to try and get out of the ropes. The bed creaked a bit but that was all. "Please, Christina! Please!" He closed his eyes, biting his lip until it hurt. She leaned to kiss him. “Please. I can’t,” he whispered into her ear, quietly admitting defeat, slightly disgusted by his own weakness.

Christina smiled and returned to his d**k, putting it in her mouth again. David trembled and moaned, certain that if she stopped once more, he would just spontaneously explode, his entire body shattering into millions of horny pieces. “Please,” he begged her, feeling he was near again. Her head went up and down, he felt the tip of his tongue hit the back of her throat, somehow managing to be horny and terrified at the same time. His d**k was pulsing, ready to erupt.

“Christina,” he moaned. She didn’t stop, her mouth gripped him tight, and he came with her name on his lips in possibly the strongest orgasm he has ever had. His body shaking and convulsing uncontrollably, his d**k pulsing and twitching long after a huge load of c*m was out. She tried hard to swallow it all, but still, when she finally raised her head, he felt it dripping down her chin onto his stomach.

When he finally managed to open his eyes, he saw her wiping her mouth with a towel, watching him cautiously. “Are you alright?”

“Just untie my f*****g hands,” he growled and she flinched and hesitated, startled by the raw aggression in his voice. Control yourself, Parker! “I’m sorry. I’m… I’m not going to hurt you, I just really want to touch you right now.”

She nodded and got up, untying his ankles first and then moving over to his wrists, stepping into a safe distance after loosening the knots. As if that would help her. David smirked and as soon as his hands were free, he leaped and grabbed her arm, throwing her back on the bed and jumping on top of her. He held her wrists so she couldn’t move, still panting and trembling. Her large green eyes stared at him wide open. Easy. Don’t scare her.