CHAPTER
“But we’re not going to our condo,” he responds, smacking a kiss onto my lips. “Now stop asking questions or you’ll leave me no option but to gag you too.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“Wanna bet on it?”
No, I surely do not want to bet on it. I’ve come to find out there’s very little Axel wouldn’t dare to do. I try to peer through the blindfold but I can’t see anything so I close my eyes.
“It’s just that the ride from Spain was long and tiresome,” I whine although I am curious about this surprise. His surprises are always off the top. Before him I was used to a surprise visit, a surprise phone call, but never a surprise castle on a surprise private island.
“I know hon but when we get to our destination, we can relax.”
I groan. “We aren’t going to another hotel, are we? Because as nice and expensive as these hotels are, I’d prefer going home with you.”
“I know what you’re doing. Trying to fish information out of me but you’re not getting any details.
I continue to groan but stop complaining. We don’t talk much but I lean into him and he holds my hand in his. Since our argument last night we’ve made up simply by not talking about boundaries anymore. I suspect the conversation would come up again and hopefully one of us would be willing to give headway then. But for now, I’m too happy to continue arguing about it.
I can tell when we reach our destination. We’re off the main road and we are driving up a sleek road which seems to be a driveway. I desperately want to tug the blindfold from my eyes but I refrain. The wait would soon be over anyway. No need to spoil it now.
“We’re here,” Axel announce and I hear doors open. He guides me out of the car and I hold onto his arms, not to lose my way. “Come on, just a little more. There. Now you can take the blindfold off.”
Instead of untying the knot at the back, I yank it down to my neck and stare at the estate in confusion. We’re at the estate he had said he would consider buying after I’d told him I preferred it to the others. My eyes widen and I turn to Axel.
“Axel,” I gasp. “Don’t tell me you did what I think you did.”
“If you’re thinking I bought it then that would be yes,” he confirms. “Welcome home baby. This is the official residence of Mr. & Mrs. Ash.”
“I never thought you would buy it.”
“Well my wife needs a decent place to call a home. A condo is perfect for a single man but now we’re two and hopefully we’ll have some little ones running about in due time.”
I lick my lips nervously. “Hopefully somewhere in the distant future.”
Not giving him time to respond, I run up to our home, not checking if he’s behind me. Something tells me everywhere I go, Axel wouldn’t be far behind. The door is unlocked and I’m surprised the place is already renovated. When does he find the time to do all these things? After running around like a little school girl checking this and that, plopping my butt on the most comfortable luxurious chairs, I finally return to my husband who is standing in the foyer scowling at me.
“What is it?” I ask him. “I can’t help it. I told you I love this place.”
“A man is supposed to carry his bride over the threshold,” he announces. “Come on. We’re doing this right.”
“Axel.” I giggle but allow him to drag me back outside so he can swing me up into his arms and carry me across the threshold.
“Are you satisfied now?” I murmur, ruffling his hair with my hands.
“Not quite. I’ve a hankering to christen this place right and proper.”
“Whatever do you mean?” I ask, feigning innocence.
“I’m better at showing you than telling.”
He carries me up the stairs and we enter our bedroom for the first time. A large four poster bed with a dainty, padded vanity bench at the foot. The drapes, bedcovers, the rug on the floor were all gold and purple. Even the chandelier that hung from the ceiling had the gold and purple tones. At the glass sliding doors which lead to the patio are two chairs and a table where we could sit. The bedroom also features an oval mirrored dresser, a fireplace and flat screen television.
I want to ask him how he got all this done so quickly but he places me onto the bed and lies on top of me, kissing me. I wrap my legs around his body, my arms going around his broad shoulders. God, do I love this man. His kiss is potent as usual and very soon, I am panting under him, wanting him to take me. I am surprised when he pulls away from me.
“Axel, I need you,” I protest when he gets off the bed.
“Undress,” he instructs me. My heart skips a beat at the way he is looking at me with smoky eyes. He is in instructor mode and I know whatever he’s going to do to me, it’s going to get a little kinky. I love that about him. He always leaves me guessing about what he would be doing to me next.
Kneeling on the bed, I reach for the hem of my dress and teasing him, slowly lifts it over my head. I’m not wearing a bra as I’m sure he was aware of before with the way my nipples poked at the material. What he hadn’t known is that I’m not wearing panties either. That’s right, Axel have turned me into a hussy. I’m always hot for him and I’d felt a little like a tease earlier in the jet when I’d removed my underwear, hoping we’d have sex in the limousine on our way home but the whole blindfold thing had ruined that.
“Damn, Joyce!”
He’s watching me as still kneeling with my legs apart, I run my hands over my breasts, never taking my eyes off him. I squeeze, feeling even more turned on at the heat in his eyes. I run one hand from my hand down between my legs and cup my sex. His eyes follow suit. I rub against my clit then down to plunge two fingers into my tight hole. I spread my juice over my pussy by rubbing.
Axel’s strides take him to me quickly. He pulls my fingers from my aching flesh and observe the glistening wetness before sucking my fingers between his lips. The sucking of his lips cause a tugging at my womb from the erotic sight of this man, licking my juices from my fingers. It turns me on more than anything else ever has.
“I like you this naughty, wife,” he says when he’d thoroughly licked my fingers. “And the things I want to do to you now…”
“Do it,” I challenge him. “I love everything you do to me.”
“I’m not sure, Joyce,” he says hesitantly. “You’re still such an innocent in so many ways.”
“What do you want to do?” I ask curious to his dark thoughts.
He flips me over to my tummy to lie on the bed and grabs my ass hard. He squeezes upwards and parts my cheeks.
“I want to tie you up and fuck your ass so bad.”
I gasp at his words. I’ve never thought of doing anything like this before but the way he says it with so much need in his voice, that I want him to.
“What’s stopping you?” I ask breathlessly. “I’m yours to do with as you please, Axel.”
“You trust me that much?” he responds with surprise.
I look over my shoulder at him, finding it hard to focus my eyes when he has a finger massaging around my anus, rubbing over the ribbed muscles. “Yes, I trust you that much. I know you’re not selfish with making love and whatever you do to me, you’ll ensure I get pleasure out of it.”
He pulls me to my knees, his chest to my back and angles my head so he could kiss my lips from over my shoulder. He kisses me hard before releasing my lips to kiss my shoulder. “Thank you. You’re right. I’d never hurt you. If there wasn’t any pleasure in it for you to have.”
I swallow hard but nod in agreement. He lifts me and brings me over to the vanity bench at the foot of the bed to kneel on.
“Don’t move,” he instructs.
It’s hard to do as he says but I stay still, wondering what he is doing. He returns with the same blindfold I’d dropped while running through the house earlier and one of his necktie. He notices my nervous glance.
“Remember you trust me,” he says.
He’s right so I let him first blindfold me once more before tying my hands behind my back with the necktie. I’m nervous not being able to see anything but I’m breathing hard from anticipation as well. I have to guess that he’s removing his clothes because I hear the zipper of his pants being pulled down. After a minute or so, I feel his presence behind me.
He leans to my ear. “There’s a thin line between pleasure and pain, my love. I’m going to teach you how to find it.”
I’m not sure I like the part of pain but I’m always game to find the pleasure he is speaking of. He kisses down my spine making me melt against the bed which my torso is reclined on.
“Whaaat!” I cry out in surprise at the sharp slap of a belt across my buttocks. It stings but his mouth quickly trace wet kisses to smooth the pain.
“Do you want me to stop, Joyce?” he asks.
“No,” I squeak.
Barely do the words leave my mouth when I feel the sting of the belt again on my ass. It is followed by a few more sharp slaps, each punctuated by his kiss soothing the area. I am not sure when I stop focusing 0n the pain and find the pleasure he is referring to. Each sting I realize starts making me wet until I am crying out and moaning into one.
My ass is smarting and I’m sure it’s a shade of red welts but he’s now kissing the area, having discarded the bed.
“I’ve got to do this more often when you misbehave,” he chortle softly. He molds my ass, worshipping the globes, making satisfactory sounds in his throat. The cheeks part and I feel a wetness licking over the ribbed flesh. It’s his tongue.
“Oh Axel,” I gasp. “Please.”
“Mmm.”
He continued licking and shaking the globes of my ass over his face. “Don’t move.”
He leaves and I keep kneeling, my back rigid with anticipation. I hear a zipper but can’t rightly say I can finger out what he’s doing. Then I feel him at my back once more. A cool, slippery liquid is dribbled across my pucker and I realize it must be lubricant.
“Relax baby,” he says lovingly and a finger slips through my pucker. It’s a very tight fit which makes me worry he won’t be able to do what he wants and fucks my ass.
He isn’t bothered by the tightness but kisses my cheeks, soothing me as he continues to work my pucker with his finger. The sensation starts to become familiar and he slips another to join the foray.
“Oooo,” I moan and shift restlessly before a palm crack on my butt.
“Be still,” I’m commanded.
I can feel my ass becoming more accommodating as he works lubricated fingers deep inside. He twists and turns in and out, over and over.
“Fuck, this is beautiful,” he murmurs. “Think you’re ready for me now sweetheart.”
“Umm. I don’t know,” I answer nervously which makes him chuckle.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be.”
I try not to stiffen when I feel the bulbous head of his cock pressing against my anus. I’m thinking no way it’s going to fit. It would be a miracle to get it inside. But he surprises me and I should have never doubted him. Axel knows exactly what he’s doing. He starts off by pushing the tip against my pucker over and over until the head slips through the ribbed hole. He continued rimming just the inside of my asshole with the tip of his cock.
Surprisingly, I’m the one now so excited and aroused by what he’s doing that I push back my ass for his cock to slip even further inside.
“Damn, Joyce. I’m trying to go slow,” he growls at me.
“I want more,” I beg. “Please Axel. I want to feel you buried inside me.”
He groans and pulls me up erect as he pushes his cock deeper as I’d asked for. His hard chest pressed to my back, I lean into him while he starts thrusting deep inside my body. I’ve never felt this full of him before. He’s raining kisses and snipping at my neck, my shoulder and back with his teeth which will leave marks later. He runs a hand around me and between my legs, rubbing my clit while he slices through my ass with his cock.
“Oh yes that’s so good,” I moan, desperately wanting to use my hands but pleasantly frustrated at being bound.
“You like that baby?”
“Oh God yes Axel! Fuck me harder!”
“Yes, baby. Fuck Joyce, I can’t get enough of you.”
Our bodies are pressed against each other as he continues undulating his hips and thrusting his cock in and out of my eager backside. He’s biting me harder which shoots sensation down between my legs. I’m so wet, my hands and his are coated with my juices. I’m gyrating my hips against his cock, taking each thrust of his with finesse.
He grasps both breasts with his hands, squeezing and rolling the nipples between fingers. By the frantic thrusting of his hips and the groans from his lips, I knew he was nearing the brink and I wanted to get off right along with him.
“Oh fucking hell Joyce! Oh God babe!” he growls and sinks his teeth into my neck, biting hard.
“Oh oh!” I cry out, my eyes closing from the force of my climax. He’s squeezing my breasts hard, so hard but it feels good. He thrusts once, twice, deeply, filling my ass to the brim before shuddering against me.
“Baby, baby, what you do to me,” he whispers in my ear.
“The same thing you do to me,” I return with a smile. “It just keeps getting better and better, Axel.”
And as he releases me from my ties, I’m overjoyed and yet a bit scared at how fast I have fallen for this man. I’d have never thought myself capable of doing these things I am allowing him to do to me. And I love it all.