Page 11 of Tie Me Down (The AfterGlow #1)

She pulled away, leaving me licking at the air. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“I need you inside me,” she breathed, dismounting from my face. “Now. ”

I used my feet to push up the bed and recline against the headboard. She scrambled over my hips and positioned herself over me.

“Fuck.” I dragged the word out as she lowered herself onto my cock. “Just like that. Ride me, cara . Fucking ride me.”

She rocked her hips, hands braced on my chest. My bound hands laid useless on my stomach. Not only could I not touch her, but I couldn’t take hold of her hips and direct her movements. Increase her speed. Help her find her release. All I could do was watch.

“Look at you,” I rumbled. “Taking every goddamn inch of me.”

“You feel so good,” she whimpered, dragging her clit against my body with every thrust.

“Tell me I own your pussy.”

“You own my pussy.”

A full body shot of electricity coursed through me with her admission. My orgasm was barreling forward toward the finish line at full speed.

“It’s all for me,” I rasped.

“It’s all for you.”

“Yeah, it fucking is.” I bucked my hips up into her. “And you fuck me so well. So damn well,” I groaned.

“I love when you talk to me like that,” she moaned, letting her head drop forward as she picked up her pace to match the thrusting of my hips.

My gut tensed as the pull of my orgasm grew stronger. “I love when I can feel your cunt rippling around my dick. You’re close.”

“So close,” she panted, breathy and wild.

“Come for me. Make it loud. Let everyone know how fucking satisfied you are.”

The breaths leaving my body were shallow and quick.

I couldn’t hold out much longer. Not with the way she was rocking herself against me, keening low and deep, building herself up to her release.

The taste of her still coated my lips, and I ran my tongue over them, reliving the moment of her pussy on my face.

I closed my eyes as her arousal filled my mouth once again.

“I’m coming,” she squeaked, her body tensing as she stuttered against my hips.

She fell apart on top of me—limbs quaking, sweat glistening on her skin. I let myself go, firing my release inside her so we could finish together, basking in the overwhelming glow of our mutual orgasms.

“ Bene . Get over here,” I whispered, lifting my arms so she could crawl through the space to lie on my chest.

She collapsed and made herself comfortable, snuggling into my shoulder. I dropped my bound hands on her back and held her close. We laid like that as our breath steadied and our bliss subsided.

“I love you so much,” she said, running her palm over my chest.

I kissed the top of her head and sighed. “I love you, too, carissima .”

“Thank you.”

“For what?” I asked.

“For trusting me enough to ask me to do this with you. For feeling confident enough with me to let me live out what I thought would always just be a fantasy,” she murmured.

“You know I would do absolutely anything for you.”

“I know, love. But we actually are doing things together. Ropes. Role play. I love this for us.”

“I do, too. Why stop here? ”

She giggled. “You have something else in mind?”

“I have a whole-fucking-lot in mind. The possibilities are endless.”

Pushing up on my chest, her eyes sparkled as she asked, “Oh yeah? Tell me.”

“Spreader bars. Temperature play. Fisting. Maybe you could get behind the glass wall in the voyeur room and perform with me. Rider and Charlie could give us some tips,” I teased.

“You know I’m not someone who wants to put it all out there.”

“I’m only bugging you.”

She wiggled her eyebrows. “But I like the sound of those other things.”

I cleared my throat. “Adam’s whole arrangement with Lilah sounds like a pretty sweet deal. Not going to lie.”

“Sharing?”

“Fuck no,” I spit out. “I would never share you. I’d lop any guy’s dick off that came near you?—”

“Good.”

“—but I’m talking about their free use agreement,” I finished.

A knowing expression crossed her face .

I rolled to the side, taking her with me, until she was planted firmly underneath my body. “Sex with you anytime I want? Twenty-four seven? That’s literally my idea of heaven.”

Her cheeks were flushed. A light sheen of sweat still covered the spray of freckles over her nose. Being this close to her was always a treat. A chance to study her face and take her in. My dearest love.

She took a beat before saying, “You’ve been toying with a lot of ideas in that gorgeous head of yours, eh?”

I stole a kiss from her lips before answering, “I most certainly have.”

“I’m open. Not to everything but to some. Though I do love shibari.”

“We’re not stopping that. Don’t worry, amore mia .”

The darkest demons lurking in hell couldn’t pry the pastel ropes from my hands if they tried.

I would fight, clawing and kicking, to keep the tool that made my woman look like a captured angel for me to fuck.

Tonight only solidified how much I loved seeing her wrapped and at my mercy.

No, we were not stopping our rope play anytime soon.

“And the, you know…” She trailed off and turned her head to the side, refusing to meet my eyeline.

I laughed at her sudden bashful tone. “ Cara , I just fucked you with a mask on while you were suspended, wrapped in ropes, and made you come like a hundred times. You can say the words. No need to be embarrassed around me.”

“I know. It’s just so…new.”

I buried my head in the crook of her neck. “Yes. We can keep doing that, too.”

Her hands weaved through the strands of my hair and held me close. “I don’t want to get in over my head with anything, you know? Take it slow. Introduce new things naturally. When it feels right.”

“Of course. There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world.”

“Thanks, love.”

“But right now, I’d love to get these cuffs off.”

A husky laugh poured from her sweet lips. “You wouldn’t last ten minutes in the ties you put me in.”

I winked at her. “No, I wouldn’t. Which is why I do the rigging, and you do the hard work.”