Chapter Four
Nate untied both belts and eased my arms down to his mouth, where he massaged and kissed my chafed wrists before laying them on my stomach, and a happy contentment settled inside of me.
He lay on his back and clasped his hands behind his head. His thick, hard cock jutted out and glistened, demanding attention. As tempting as it was to close my fist around him and take him in my mouth, he would have to wait.
I jumped on top of his biceps and pinned him to the bed.
“What the—” he tried to sit up.
Using every ounce of my strength, I pressed my knees into the meat of his defined arms, grabbed the purple belt now coiled up on the pillow beside him, and fastened it quickly around his wrists before securing it to the headboard.
Nate half laughed. “What do you have in mind, Mistress?”
“Are you mocking me?”
“Not at all. I like it.” He gave me a lazy smile. “Keep it up when we’re married.”
“I haven’t said yes.”
A crooked smile lit up his face. “Yet.”
I threw off my robe.
“Fuck me hard,” he growled, yanking at his restraints.
“In time,” I murmured and crept down his body, stopping to kiss him. Our teeth clashed, our tongues dueled, and the kiss—more a struggle for control than an expression of our desires—left both of us breathless.
Nate growled into my mouth. “I said fuck me.”
“Soon.” I leaned over and swiped my tongue across one of his pebbled nipples while reaching down to wrap my hand around his shaft.
“Jesus.” His body strained, his muscles flexed, and every vein on his body popped. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Oh, I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen, because when I’m finished licking, sucking, and getting my revenge, I’m going to fuck you.” It’d been way, way too long, and I planned to take immense delight in every second that led up to it.
His hips twisted and surged up in frustration. He grunted and groaned, but I ignored his demands and continued to move down his body.
After running my tongue down his happy trail, I grazed my lips over the tip of his weeping cock and wrapped my fingers around the thick base.
Nate hissed in a breath. “Untie me.”
“Not yet,” I whispered and scraped my teeth over the ridge of his erection. “I’m in charge now.”
I palmed his tight balls in one hand, grasped his shaft with the other, and smeared his droplets of pre-cum over my distended nipples, loving the delicate sensation of his slick moisture on my sensitive skin.
He lifted his head from the pillow. His eyes were glazed over, and sweat beaded across his forehead. I didn’t break eye contact with him as I ran my fingernails up and down the thick veins lining his cock.
Another droplet of pre-cum seeped from him, and I kissed it off, savoring his unique taste. Then, I swirled my tongue around the crown and sucked him between my greedy lips. Hollowing my cheeks, I pulled him deep, and when Nate hit the back of my throat, he grunted. His cock glided in and out of my mouth, and with each thrust, his drawn-up balls hit off my chin.
“Don’t stop,” he encouraged. “Don’t ever stop.”
I did. Releasing him, I maneuvered myself until the head of his erection swept along my wetness, sending waves of bliss through me. I held him at my entrance, denying him access no matter how much he thrashed or begged.
I was in complete control. All the power was mine.
His hard muscles distorted with tension and flexed under my hands. “You’re a fucking tease.”
I gave a low, throaty laugh. “So sue me. Now keep quiet, I’m busy.”
I splayed my hands on either side of his waist and pressed my clit against his hard length, using him for my enjoyment. Unstoppable vibrations rolled through me, signaling the rise of another orgasm.
Needing to feel myself convulse around his fullness, I sank inch by delicious inch onto his cock until he was balls deep. I rocked my hips and pleasure curled around me.
“Enough,” he roared.
He ripped his hands free. I fell back, bracing myself on his thighs, and watched as he untangled his wrists. Desire welled up inside of me, ready to explode.
“No more games.” He gave a guttural moan. “I’m going to fuck you, and you will marry me.”
My insides clenched with want. His hands clutched my hips, his fingers dug into my skin, and when he thrust, all I could do was whimper.
Pleasure overwhelmed me as Nate’s cock seemed to grow harder and wider with each movement. My body blazed, and I forgot everything except being here with him. An overpowering hunger to come while he was inside of me took control.
I dipped my hand between my thighs and used my fingers to swirl and pinch my slippery clit. Blood roared through my ears, and my lower body burned as I rocked my hips to meet Nate’s punishing rhythm. I dug my middle finger against my still sensitive clit and moved it in forceful, reckless circles until another earth-shattering orgasm broke over me.
“Yeeesssss!” I screamed. My vision blurred, and I buried my head in his solid chest. His pulse pounded so hard that I could feel every heartbeat.
He pumped his hips relentlessly, slamming into me, through me, with ferocious strokes until he stiffened and shouted out his climax. His cock twitched and erupted, spilling hot cum into my still spasming pussy.
Never in all our years together, in all the times we’d had sex, had it been so intense. So raw. So open.
After a few seconds of nothing but hoarse breathing, Nate slipped out and collapsed onto the bed, pulling me down with him.
“I told you I’d get you to say yes,” he said, sliding his hands over my backside.
Aftershocks curled my toes as I rolled off him. “What? That’s not what I—”
He interrupted me with a sensuous kiss, and I sighed, melting against him. I brushed my fingers along his face.
“I love you. But over the past three weeks, there were times when I thought I hated you, times when I wished I’d never met you, and times when I thought I would die from missing you. The pain crippled me. I’m sorry, but I can’t marry you. Not yet.”
He stroked my back, smoothing his hands over my shoulders and through my hair. “‘Not yet’ means in time you might?”
My heart back flipped at the hopeful sound in his words, and I knew, given time, I would marry him.
“If you ever try to run out on me again, I’ll tie you up so tight you’ll never get away.”
Nate laughed and rolled on top of me, pinning my hands above my head. “Promises. Promises.”
The End