Paper Kisses (12 page)

He didn’t answer.
 
He just gave her that ambiguous smile that
managed to keep her equilibrium offline.
 
Instead, he turned toward his closet and disappeared within the depths,
emerging only a moment later with two items.
 
The first she recognized.
 
The blindfold.
 
Her
stomach did flip flops of excitement and it shocked her to realize that her pussy
was not only wet, but was soaking her fresh panties.
 
Thank goodness she brought a few extra pairs
this time.

The second thing he’d brought from
the closet she didn’t recognize at all.
 
It was a piece of black leather shaped sort of like a cone, with laces
up one side.
 
At the top were harness
straps.
 
What the hell did he have in store
for her tonight?

“Stop thinking,” he ordered in his
deep, commanding voice.

“I can’t help it,” she
replied.
 
“What is that?
 
Will it hurt?
 
What is it supposed to do?”

He laid a finger across her lips,
shutting off any more questions.
 
He laid
the black leather thing on the bed and picked up the blindfold, walking around
her and fitting it over her eyes before tying it securely.
 
Her body practically hummed with anticipation.
 

Sky didn’t say a word as he began
to undress her, helping her get her tank top off and then her pants.
 
This time he took her panties off as well and
everything clenched even more.
 
Oh yes
.

“Now, Alannah, I’m going to bind
your arms,” he said.
 
“I’m going to use a
monoglove
.
 
It
will enclose both of your arms from the fingertips to above the elbow by
holding them together behind the back.
 
It has a harness that will go around the upper torso to hold it in
place.”

She gasped, suddenly unsure, and pulled
back.
 
“That sounds painful.”

“I don’t plan on keeping you in it
for long,” he assured her.
 
“Yes, it
takes a long time for someone to become flexible enough to wear it long term,
but I have a reason for securing you like this.
 
Trust me, Alannah.”

It took everything in her to
agree.
 
When she nodded, he turned her
around.
 
For several long seconds she was
standing, not knowing what he was doing.
 
The blindfold did exactly what it was supposed to do, took her mind off
everything but what he was going to do with her.
 

“Place your arms behind you,
straight elbows,
palms
together,” he commanded.
 
Okay, so this was the moment.
 
He asked her to trust him so she had to
follow through.
 
She took a deep breath
and obeyed the order.
 
Immediately, she
felt the leather slide over her hands and up her arms.
 

“Relax,” he said.
 

And she tried.
 

Next he slid the harness over her
head and adjusted the straps, which
criss-crossed
over her torso, above her breasts.
 
The
pressure was not uncomfortable.
 
It
wasn’t great either, but she could tolerate it.
 
But then he began to tie up the laces on the glove and each time the
leather cinched a little tighter, she couldn’t help but gasp.
  
He didn’t say anything and neither did
she
because even though this was weird beyond anything she
could imagine, it was still thrilling.
 
When he was done, she tried moving her arms and couldn’t.
 
She was completely helpless.

“I want you to kneel,” he
said.
 
He held her under her armpits and
helped her to kneel.
 
“Spread your thighs
a little wider.
 
Yes, good.
 
Now, stay right there.”

She couldn’t see
,
she couldn’t move even though her legs weren’t bound, so she couldn’t do
anything except what he told her to do.
 
She heard the shower click on in the bathroom.
 
What?
 
He was taking a fucking shower?

Chapter Eight

Why the hell would he bind her up
like this and then leave her?
 
Was he
some sort of sadist?
 
Oh god, was he into
BDSM
after all?
 
What did that mean, anyway?
 
Hitting?
 
Whipping?
 
No way.
 
Absolutely no way…well, she liked the spanking.
 
Did that make her a freak?

The shower clicked off and suddenly
breathless expectation hit her again.
 
All the thoughts and doubts evaporated and blessed silence descended as
she waited for him to arrive.
 
There was
some noise from the bathroom, the snap of a towel and his footsteps on the marble
floor.
 
He moved into the room and she
heard him enter the closet.
 
More bindings?

She felt him near her, so close his
naked leg brushed her calf.
 
He walked
around to her back and she heard him kneel down behind her.
 
Alannah’s heart thumped wildly as she
couldn’t do anything but wait to see what he had planned for her.
 
His breath touched her neck, hot, heavy.
 
Intense.
 
He hadn’t even touched her yet and already
her body was quivering with pleasure.

His finger brushed against her
shoulders, across her back, testing the straps.
 
He ran his finger down her spine, as far as the
monoglove
would allow, and then slowly trailed back up.
 
Oh god, her back had always been a trigger spot for her and goose bumps
broke over her skin.
 

She had no idea what was next, but
hearing the click of a vibrator almost made her come right then and there.
 
She had a vibrator at home but she’d never
let Bryce see it.
 
For her, using toys was
a private thing, for when she wanted relief but didn’t want it with her
husband, which was sad really.
 
A wife
should always prefer sex with her husband to her vibrator.

“How do you feel?” he asked her,
his tone low and smoky, full of promises.
 

“I’m anticipating…”

She couldn’t see it but she felt he
was pleased with her answer.
 
The
vibrator touched her spine and she shivered at the pulsation teasing her
nerves.
 
He glided the vibrator over her
bound arms and she barely felt it through the leather, but knowing its
destination kept her hanging on the edge.
 
Down further now, touching her hip.
 
Oh lord, that felt nice.
 
Now around the back of her thigh, skimming
under her ass cheeks, then up and down the crack.
 
Her juices were flowing so heavily she felt
the wetness trickle down her thigh.
 
The
vibrator slid all the way down to her slit, pressing inward through her
curls.
 
Teasing.
 
Oh, the teasing was driving her insane.
 

She loved it and wanted more.
 
So much more.

The vibrator touched her clit and
she jerked, almost falling forward.
 
Sky
held onto her arm to keep her upright and his warm touch only magnified
everything.
 
He held the toy against her
clit, rubbing it through her slickness and adding pressure little by
little.
 
She wanted to hump it but her
position hindered the movement so she was forced to simply let the feelings
take over.
 
Then he pushed it into her
and began fucking her, the reverberation of the rubber phallus causing her
whole body to seize up.
 
It was so hard
to catch her breath and she was panting heavily.
 
He never really brought the toy completely
out of her and she wanted to come so bad her eyes were rolling back in her
head.
 
It had never, ever, been like this
before where her body just took over and she became this ball of pure passion.
 
He began to thrust the vibrator deeper,
faster, harder, and she was moving as much as she could with it, wanting to
come.
 
Needing to come.
 

“Yes,” he whispered.
 
“Come, baby.”

It was all she needed.
 
Her body splintered apart as the climax tore
through her, something unlike anything she’d ever experienced before by
herself.
 
She cried out as shudders took
over, the white-hot fire burning bright and leaving her drained.

She loved how quiet her mind was at
this moment.
 
How she could just savor
the amazing feeling.
 
Sky withdrew the
vibrator and she heard it click off.
 
He
ran his hand over her hair, as if petting her, and then touched the binding
reverently.
 
 

“I have to take this off soon,” he
murmured.
 
“But before I do, lean
over.
 
Rest your face against the pillow
I have before you on the floor.”

She did as he asked without
thought, her mind blank as she followed his order.
 
Then she felt him position behind her as he
took an ass cheek in each hand.
 
His cock
slid through her crack, through her cream, to slick his shaft.
 
Instead of thrusting into her, however, he
simply pumped up and down her ass crevice.
 
He ground against her, using the friction to achieve his own
satisfaction.
 
He gave a hoarse shout as
he came and she felt some of his hot cum bathe her back.
 

When he was replete, he draped over
her body, breathing hard, but her arm binding was becoming uncomfortable now
that the adrenaline of her orgasm was over.
 
She wiggled a little impatiently.

Sky moved off her and picked her
up, helping her stand before he began untying the laces, loosening up the
monoglove
before unbuckling the harness first and then
slipping the leather off.
 
Blood flowed
back into her arms and she gave a little hiss of discomfort as movement brought
the muscles back to life.
 
Sky picked her
up and sat on the bed with her cradled in his lap before he took off the
blindfold.
 
And just like that, the
waterworks ran again.
 
Sheesh
.
 
Why did she cry like this right after?
 
He hadn’t even spanked her this time.
 
Sky rocked her, and petted her hair some
more, and slowly the tears began to trickle away.
 
He reached over for the glass of water he had
sat on the nightstand and held it to her lips.

“Drink,” he commanded.

She did, once again not realizing
how thirsty she’d been until she’d taken that first sip.
 
Wow.
 
Again, she’d climaxed like nobody’s business.
 
She hadn’t even known a person could do that
with just a vibrator.
 
Sky rubbed her
arms, easing the ache, and she spied the black leather
monoglove
tossed aside.

“Where’d you find that thing?” she
asked,
her voice barely above a whisper.

“It was hers,” he told her.
 
“She used to wrap me up in it.
 
Don’t worry, I sanitize all my equipment.”

“Oh.
 
I hadn’t even thought of that.
 
Is this
BDSM
?”

“Well, bondage is part of that
practice but I have no interest in having a submissive or slave.
 
And I’m not much into sadomasochism.
 
Bondage, for people like us, is a way of
setting our minds free to experience complete fulfillment.
 
How do you feel?”

“Fulfilled,” she said.
 

He smiled at her.
 
“Good.”

Chapter Nine

She awoke to kisses on her
cheek.
 
She stretched and her arm bumped
into a solid wall.
 
When she opened her
eyes, Sky was leaning over her, already dressed in his ugly uniform.
 

“Morning,” he murmured, his eyes
warm and soft in the early morning light.
 
“I have to get to work, but take your time.
 
In fact, you don’t have to leave at all, if
you don’t want to.”

“
Mmm
,
thanks,” she said.
 
“But I think
CeeCee
has plans today.”

“You’re not working the booth
tonight, are you?”

“No,” she replied.
 
“Kevin is working the female angle.”
 

“Would you like to go to the
festival with me?”

Her eyebrow shot up.
 
“Like a date?”