Initiate Me (21 page)

I lifted my head and smiled down at her. “First, I’m going to bind you then I’m going to fuck you. After we’ve recovered, I’m going to show you something else I’ve been dying to do to you since the first time we met. Any objections?”

“Just one.”

Shit, I hadn’t expected that. “What?”

“Quit talking and fuck me,” she ordered.

The woman definitely had a way with words. I grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”

MIA

I
had been so strong, resisting him, pretending to remain angry over his behaviour at dismissing me. But the truth smacked me in the face the instant I’d entered his suite. I’d known the only reason I’d let him talk me into a nightcap was because I knew where it would lead and I’d
wanted
it to lead there.

His fingers trailed over my nipples and I nearly came standing up. He moved around until he was at my back, then he wrapped a length of the rope around my torso, just below my breasts. I was scared. I’d talked about sex before with Milan and Jada but never about bondage and certainly not about rope. I grabbed his hand. “I’m not sure about this.”

He cupped my breast as he held the rope in place with the other hand. “Don’t be so suspicious, baby. You’ve known me for years, angel. I’d never hurt a woman.”

“But this is—”

“Different,” he inserted as he pinched my nipple. I arched my back, unable to contain my whimpers. “You are so pretty. If you hate it, I’ll untie you.”

I still didn’t see the pleasure part of the whole binding thing, but he seemed to think I’d enjoy it. I knew my sexual history was like a blank canvas and all I had was my vibrator, but still...bondage? I’d never even fantasised about having my breasts bound. I’d never even read about it. However, being tied to the bed and being ravished by Zane, now
that
was a fantasy I could sink my teeth into.

“You’re doing it again,” he whispered against my ear a second before nipping my lobe with his teeth. I felt the little sting clear to my clit.

“Sometimes, sex doesn’t make sense. There’s not always a reason as to why it feels good. I know what I’m doing. I’m not a novice here.”

When he slung both ends of the rope over my shoulders and they landed between my breasts, I clenched my hands at my sides to keep from yanking it away. Zane ran both ends of the rope under them, then over my shoulders again. Next, he brought it around me once more, creating a sort of crisscross harness with the rope. I started to understand why he wanted to do this with me. My breasts were squeezed between the lengths of rope. It put them on display in a way I’d never seen. As he tightened the rope, I had to clench my thighs together. My pussy flooded with liquid warmth, and my breasts felt suddenly very swollen and sensitive. He slid his thumb over one and my clit throbbed with need.

“Oh, God,” I groaned.

“Is it too tight?”

I could barely talk; I was so far gone. “No,” I breathed out.

He moved around to my front. He was so big, so powerful, and I felt dwarfed next to him. Small and vulnerable. I eyed his heavy erection, and my temperature spiked even higher. He was huge; I couldn’t believe he put that in me the other night. I licked my lips as I imagined sucking the round, purplish head into my mouth, teasing him to completion with my tongue, swallowing his hot cum. I had never done that with any man before, but with Zane I was dying to experiment in that department. It was just a matter of time.

“Just look at you, baby. Your pale skin and hard, berry nipples.” He plucked one, and my legs shook. “They are so sensitive. I think they need my mouth on them.”

I nodded, unable to concentrate on anything besides the need to feel him covering my breasts with his lips and tongue. He took me by the hand and brought me to the bed, then instructed me to sit on the edge. He knelt between my thighs and when our gazes locked, he leaned forward and licked my nipple. I moaned and grasped his broad shoulders a second before he sucked the tip into his mouth.

“Oh, God, that feels...” I couldn’t put my feelings into words. There
were
no words to describe what he was doing to me.

I could feel him humming against my skin as he suckled my other nipple. My body arched, needing him to fill me. I wanted him inside me again, to feel that fullness or thickness rather in my aching pussy. It was crazy to want another person so much. Later, I’d worry about what that meant, but in the moment I couldn’t think straight. I could barely hang on for the ride.

Suddenly, he pulled his lips away. I desperately wanted to beg him to come back, but it only got better when he cupped my mound and stroked my slit with his middle finger, causing me to sink a little further into oblivion.

“Your pussy is so wet; I could feed on you for hours, baby. Would you like that? Do you want me to tongue-fuck you?”

To answer him, I pushed his finger inside me a little more, spreading my thighs wider, giving him better access to my aching pussy. He reached around my body with his other hand, grabbed the rope harness and tugged, squeezing my breasts tighter. He dipped his head and licked a lazy circle around my nipple. Several torturous circles later, and then I started to plead, “Oh, fuck! Please, suck it.”

He leaned back, his eyes glittering in the dimly lit room. “Are you my angel?” I knew what he wanted: total submission. For Zane, nothing else would do.

“I’m yours, yes,” I answered, unwilling to give him more power over me than he had already.

He grinned. “Soon, you’ll let me own you. You’ll be begging for it.” Of course, when his mouth fastened on my nipple and his teeth grazed it lightly, I forgot all about his dominance and let myself enjoy his passion. He pushed me back on the bed and rose over me. As his mouth journeyed down my body, I dug my fingers into his hair. When he reached my pussy, I propped my feet on the mattress and spread myself open for him. A muscle in his jaw jumped wildly, and I heard him emit a low groan before dipping between my thighs and suckling my clit.

“Oh, shit, Zane,” I cried out, my fingers digging deeper, holding him against me. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and speared my entrance with his tongue. My lower body shot off the bed.

“I want you to touch your pretty tits, sweetheart. Let me see you play with your sensitive little nipples while I eat this juicy cunt.”

I was well beyond denying him. I forced myself to release his head and cupped my breasts in both my hands. My nipples were so sensitive, even my own touch had me rioting out of control. His intense gaze stayed on me as he licked me.

***

ZANE

I
was so close to coming; I could barely restrain myself. I wanted to be snug inside her body, pounding deep. I wanted her to remember this trip. It was her initiation into bondage. Every time I looked at her, I’d remember the rope around her breasts, the teasing torture of my tongue inside her cunt, the way our bodies fit so perfectly together as I knew they would.

As she played with her nipples, driving us both crazy, I suckled her clit. Her plump nether lips and the slippery slit made me hungry. “If I don’t get more of that deliciousness, I’ll surely die, angel.”

I lowered my head and licked her from her clit to her dewy lips then in between, lapping up her delicate cream. Her legs started to close around my head, but my hands clutched her, holding her firmly in place. I tasted her tangy flavour on my tongue and knew I’d never sampled anything sweeter. I inhaled her womanly scent, sucked her clit between my teeth and nibbled.

Mia’s hands flew to my head, clutching and grasping handfuls of my hair. The sting had me releasing her and demanding, “Put your hands back on your tits. Don’t make me spank them.”

Her gaze narrowed on me. “You wouldn’t dare.”

I released one of her thighs and delivered a gentle slap to her breast. She arched off the bed.

“Fuck!”

I took in her stunned expression. “Did that hurt, baby?” I knew it didn’t. Her breasts were overly sensitive because of the binding; the slap would have only stimulated them more.

“N-no, not exactly.”

I slapped her breast two more times, then switched to the other and paid the same attention to it. By the time I was finished, she was writhing atop the mattress, her fingers clutching the bedspread above her head. Her juices soaked her thighs. I’d never seen a prettier sight.

“You’re the sweetest vision, Mia. I could spend months fucking your body.” When my tongue thrust between her folds again, she lost it completely and pushed against my face, undulating as I tongued her. Pushing her shapely legs wide, I dipped my tongue into her hot opening several more times, luxuriating in the wild sounds coming from her throat. Her hands went to my head, grasping at my scalp and pushing my face against her. That time I let her get away with the little bit of insubordination. I sucked at the tiny bundle of nerves and flicked back and forth, inciting another series of moans from Mia. When I used my teeth to tug on her clit, she flung her head back and came, shouting my name in untamed abandon.

A few more licks and she strained against the unyielding hold I had on her soft thighs. I revelled in her unbridled passion as she seemed to try to hold onto the delirious feelings riding her body. I kept my tongue and lips against her sopping-wet mound while she regained control. As she collapsed, the muscles of her thighs relaxed and she dropped back on to the mattress.

I moved away and stood beside the bed, staring down at the tempting picture she presented. She looked as if she was almost asleep already, exhausted from her climax, but when I dipped my finger into her slippery cunt to gain her attention, her gaze met mine. I pulled it out and brought it to her lips, rubbing her lube against them before I leaned down and kissed it off her. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down until our bodies were aligned. As her breasts came into contact with my chest, I caught myself and stopped.

“I’m warning you now, there is no way this will be a one-nighter, angel,” I vowed.

“Don’t,” she warned. “Please don't make promises you can't keep."

Damn, I must have scared her off with my arrogance; now she’s refusing to give me or us a chance.
I pressed my cock against her entrance. “You asked me to teach you about sex, remember. I need a lot more than one night if you want me to initiate you into what I have planned for you.”

She arched a brow. “You sound like a true cop by trying to negotiate with me.”

I slid a finger over the rope binding her breasts. “You admitted you have always been attracted to me; otherwise, you never would have let me tie your pretty tits if what you felt for me was a passing attraction. Admit it, angel.” She bit her lip and wiggled her hips, teasing the head of my cock.

“Fine. It’s more than a passing attraction. Now stop talking and put that cock where it can do us both some good.”

I moved away and left the bed.

“Hey!” she shouted. “Where are you going?”

I chuckled as I picked up my pants.

Mia rose on one elbow and pointed at me. “I swear, if you leave me again I’ll strangle you in your damned sleep.”

I grabbed a condom out of my pocket and waved it in her direction.

“Oh,” she mumbled and fell back on the bed. “But I told you, I’m on the pill and we never used anything that first time in your apartment.”

“I know, sweetheart, but I don’t want to take any chances. I don’t think either one of us is ready to have a kid. I’ve only just moved up here a few months ago and you’ve only just completed your studies and are starting out your career. I quickly donned the condom, and then placed my knee on the end of the mattress and crawled up her body. Stretched out on top of her, I admitted, “Wild horses couldn’t pull me away from you right now.”

I rose to my knees between her thighs and hooked her legs over my arms. As I pushed my cock just inside her entrance, she groaned. It was just the smallest amount, but I watched closely as she chewed at her lower lip. She was so damned tight and small. I wanted to drive into her, slam my hips against hers and fuck her into the damned mattress. But I needed to remember that she was new at it and not ready for that sort of rough sex; I needed to loosen her up or I’d risk hurting her.

“Mia, stop biting that pretty lip.” I let go of her thighs and leaned down to lick at the wound she’d created with her teeth. Slowly, I rocked my hips back and forth. I controlled every movement, waiting for her tight opening to accommodate my invasion. It wasn’t easy, not when all my instincts were screaming at me to thrust hard and fast and deep, but all I wanted was to bring her nothing but sweet pleasure. Yes, I liked my sex rough and hard, but I would have to restrain myself for Mia’s sake. I’d do anything if it meant hearing that sexy sigh of satisfaction coming from her sweet lips again.

“You’re still so fucking tight,” I murmured. “But fuck, it feels amazing the way you are hugging my cock.”

“You’re...big,” she managed as she gripped my shoulders.

“Mmm, I’ll be gentle, sweetheart.” I kissed my way down over her face to her neck, where I found that same jumping vein I’d tasted before, and bit down. She groaned and began to move her hips, building a slow rhythm. I was bigger and a whole lot stronger. I easily held her still, keeping her from hurting herself.

“Not so fast,” I warned her. “We have all the time in the world.” I continued my assault on her tempting pulse.

“I want fast. Fast is good.”

The sound of her anxious voice made me draw back. I had to grit my teeth against her appeal, but there was no way I was giving in to her. “No. Slowly, baby, or I could hurt you.” To my horror, I saw a tear trickle down the side of her cheek. I kissed it away. “Next time, you can run the show. I would have stretched you more by then, and you can go as wild as you want, I swear to God.”

“I’m holding you to that.” I leaned down and kissed her. “Two can play the torture game, you know,” she warned.

“Sweetheart, I’ll never live through it.” I resumed my slow, torturous movements, taking my time, needing to make it as pleasurable as possible. I feasted at her gorgeous tits, intent on building her passion. My temperature spiked when her inner muscles relaxed for me and I moved into her another inch. Her pussy held me in the tightest fist, and it was too much. I lost it.