First Night
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Ace
I could tell just talking about things was getting my kitten all hot and bothered. After going through a few items and positions, she seemed to be taking to it well.
"Let's try something."
"What? Here?"
I smirked. "Yes, kitten. I want to see how much you trust me."
She stood fidgeting in place. "O-ok."
I brought out a tie, turning her around. Her breathing immediately picked up. She started shaking.
"I don't think I can do this. Be tied up I mean. I've been tied up before, and it didn't go well."
She definitely had trauma from that a*shole. He tied her up against her will, clearly. I can't wait to get my hands on him.
"Kitten listen to me. I would never hurt you. You have to learn to trust me. We are going to use the stop-light method. Green for keep going, yellow for slow down and red for stop. I don't take safe words lightly. You say red at any time the scene is over. Immediately. No hesitation."
She nodded. Closing her eyes. "Ok. I trust you."
After turning her around, I wrapped the tie around her wrists, securing tightly, but not enough to hurt. "Tug on that, see if you can get it loose."
She tugged a few times. "I can't. Ace, I don't want to freak out."
"You won't freak out, breathe. Say red if you need to kitten."
She breathed deep. Finally calming herself. I stood behind her. Inhaling her incredible scent. My hands slid under the robe over her shoulder.
Holy sh*t. She's not wearing anything under her robe. Is she trying to ki*l me?
She leaned her head back onto my shoulder, closing her eyes.
She's relaxing, falling into the feeling. Let's see if I can push it a bit.
My hands trailed lower, around her breasts teasingly. Her breathing kicked up. Small moans leaving her lips. I was really trying to maintain control, but I could feel it slipping. This goddess of a woman, barely covered, hands tied behind her back.
God da*m.
"What color kitten?"
"Huh?"
"Color kitten. I need to know what color you are at."
"Oh....green." she moaned out.
My hands wrapped around her perfect bre*sts. Such an amazing handful, so natural and perky. I rolled her ni*ples between my fingers and she gasped.
"I'm going to try one thing thing kitten."I whispered into her ear. Her mouth was slightly open, panting. Bringing out a blindfold, I slowly draped it over her eyes. She jumped but didn't move.
"This is sensory deprivation. It makes all of your other senses stronger, including orga*ms. Lay down kitten."
I led her to her back in the middle of my bed. Her robe opening fully. Holy sh*t. I could d*e a happy man. Her body was incredible. Her tats just made it that much better. I traced the line of one on her ribcage. It was a language I had never seen.
"What's this tattoo mean, kitten, I've never seen that scripture before."
"It means freedom in Armenian. I....had a scar. Pretty deep. When I escaped I got it done."
Armenian? Interesting. I know exactly who put that fu*king scar there, and he was definitely going to be getting some of his own.
Before I could ask, she spoke.
"I was born in Armenia. My father got into some sh*t with the Mafia there, so we came here. That's when he started his MC."
Huh. Wonder what kind of sh*t he got into over there. I will ask some follow-up questions later. For now, I wanted to devour my kitten.
"What color kitten? Because I'm about to dive into that pu*sy.
She sucked in air, and I almost thought she'd stop me. But once again, my kitten surprised me.
"Green."
That's all the motivation I needed.
Jasmine
Suddenly his mouth was on me. Licking up my slit. He nibbled my cl*t and I almost went through the fu*king roof. I gasped as he moved from my entrance to my cl*t over and over again. I was gasping, moaning and thrashing. And then he disappeared. The shock almost wrecked me. I was so close.
Wait, I read about this. Orga*m deprivation. That bas*ard. Suddenly his lips crashed into mine. It was a rough kiss but oddly sensual. I could taste myself on him and that somehow turned me on more.
"I was trying to hold back kitten. But I can't. I need to fu*k you. I have to feel you. What color are you?"
Don't threaten me with a good time.
"Green."
He kissed down my jaw, sucking on my neck. That's definitely going to leave a mark.
"I'm clean. I get checked regularly and I always wear a rubber. I want to feel you bare."
He could have been lying. I'm sure he's had plenty of club girls. But for whatever reason, I believed him. I trusted him.
"I'm clean too. And I have an IUD."
He growled in appreciation. Untying my hands and taking my blindfold off.
I blinked until his face came into view clearly. He was gorgeous. His lips were slightly swollen and he was panting. His knuckles brushed my cheek.
"I'm going to try to be gentle. But I'm really holding back right now. Remember your colors. Red and I will stop no matter what."
I nodded, sighing. He jumped up and stripped, and my God. He was glorious. And hung.
Holy s**t. And he had a Jacob's ladder. I wondered if I could take him all to begin with. But that? I guess we'll find out.
He lazely stroked himself. Getting on top of me and placing himself at my entrance.
"Ready kitten?"
I couldn't get any words out. I just nodded.
Ace
I pushed into her and I fu*king gasped. She was so tight. I inched in slowly and stopped. Letting her accommodate me. I had officially made it to heaven.
I slid out and back in a few times slowly. She was digging her nails into my biceps and moaning. Those sounds hit my ears and I snapped. Thrusting in and out of her over and over again.
"Ace! Harder!"
Well I guess that means green.
I started slamming into her. Over and over again. The sounds of slapping and her moans fueled me on. My head fell into the crook of her shoulder. I kissed and nibbled her. Her nails dragged down my back, definitely leaving marks. Marks I would proudly wear. Then she exploded. Screaming and thrashing. I felt her release dripping down me onto the sheets. She tightened and fluttered, milking me. I came with a growl. I fell back onto the mattress breathing heavily.
"You ok kitten?"
Her chest rising and falling quickly, but slowly becoming normal.
"Fu*k ya I am "
I laughed. Getting up and getting a wet wash cloth and a bottle of water. She was clearly somewhere in sub space, barely awake. I spread her legs and wiped her off. Forcing her to sit up a bit, she took the water bottle and gulped it down.
She started to get up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed.
"Where do you think you're going kitten?"
"I....I thought back to my room?"
"Fu*k no you aren't. You stay right here."
I pulled her into my chest and threw the blanket over us.
That was the most incredible s*x I have ever had. This was going to be a glorious month. And it struck me then, wrapped around this beautiful woman, I don't know that I can let her go.
Sh*t. Diablo was right.
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