Chapter 44

Austin

A toy drawer. I was definitely intrigued. Piper’s bed had my already hard dick pulsing in my jeans. There were probably people who bought beds like this for reasons other than bondage, but I imagined Piper wasn’t one of them.

Opening the drawer, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Piper’s toy drawer was the stuff of every guy’s fantasies—my fantasies, at least. I couldn’t wait to try out everything in there. It could take me months to exhaust the many possibilities. This time, I needed three items. When I tossed them on the bed, Piper’s eyes widened.

“Undress and lie down on the bed,” I ordered.

There was only a brief hesitation before Piper began stripping for me. I use the word stripping because she wasn’t merely undressing. Her hips swayed as she slowly removed each item of clothing.

“Very nice,” I praised when she finally slid her panties down her hips. I grabbed the pillow and moved it so she’d be lying diagonally on the bed. I wanted her wrists tied together. “On your back with your hands above your head.”

“Like this?” Piper asked as she settled onto the bed, arching her back with her hands above her head. The pose pushed her gorgeous breasts out. She knew what she was doing.

“You are a very naughty girl.” I was grinning when I made that statement.

“I heard that’s what you like,” she teased.

“You heard right,” I replied as I knelt on the bed and grabbed the first item I’d removed from the drawer. The rope had come as a surprise. Even when she’d told me to check the drawer, I hadn’t expected to find rope—fuzzy handcuffs or nylon cuffs with Velcro, but not rope.

Leaning forward, I secured Piper’s wrists together and then attached the rope to the headboard, deciding to leave her legs free. Moving back, I enjoyed the view. Few things were hotter than a gorgeous woman tied to a bed. Her eyes locked with my hand as I reached for the second item. I slipped the blindfold on her before climbing off the bed to strip down to my boxers. The whole time, my eyes remained locked on Piper as she squirmed on the bed.

Fuck me! She was beautiful. That she’d allowed me to tie her to a bed said a lot. When I’d suggested it, I hadn’t been sure she’d agree. Even after I’d found the rope in her drawer, I’d worried she wasn’t ready to take this step. Bondage involved trust. She might not be ready to admit it to herself, but Piper trusted me.

My eyes landed briefly on the third item I’d taken from Piper’s drawer, but I wasn’t ready to use that yet. Situating myself between her legs, I leaned forward to swirl my tongue around her nipple, satisfied when she moaned and arched to bring her breast closer to my mouth. I’d been dreaming of feasting on her gorgeous breasts. I spent several minutes teasing her nipples, changing pressure and speed as I suckled and licked the hard peaks, occasionally biting down gently.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about having you like this,” I admitted as I pinched one nipple and rolled it gently. Her lips parted on a moan. Her look of total abandon was a huge turn-on. I reveled in the way she completely gave herself to me. “You are an addiction.”

“Addictions are bad,” was her weak protest as I kissed my way down her belly.

“Not one this sweet,” I insisted. My tongue skimmed across her clit.

Piper rewarded my efforts with a loud moan, her hips lifting. I knew what she wanted, but I wasn’t ready to give it to her. I wanted her to crave my touch as much as I craved hers. Starting at the bottom of her thigh, my tongue glided up until I was close to her pussy before I moved to her other thigh. When I reached her pussy again, I slid my tongue inside of her, moving it around to savor her sweetness before kissing my way up her body.

“See how good you taste,” I murmured, claiming her mouth. Her legs wrapped around my hips, and she moved against me.

If I didn’t stop kissing her soon, the game would be over before I was ready. I was losing control, something I wasn’t accustomed to, yet something that always seemed to happen with Piper. Tearing my mouth from hers, I managed to get her to release her grip on my hips so I could settle back on my knees between her legs.

“Please, Austin,” she begged. “I need you in me.”

Oh, how I loved hearing those words. They were just what I needed to remind me of my goal. I wanted her more desperate before I finally drove her over the edge. Only then, would I allow myself my own release.

“Not yet,” I rasped out, deciding it was time for a little help.