Tied Down: He'll see to her needs, if she can tend to his... (4 page)

“That’s better,” he said, his eyes ablaze with ferocious desire.

He grabbed something from a drawer by the wall and sat next to me on the bed. He held up a small piece of metal. “Know what this is?”

“No, sir.”

“It’s a nipple clamp. I’m going to use it on you. Do you know what a safe word is?” I shook my head. “Words, Emily. I need you to speak.”

“No, sir, I don’t know what a safe word is.”

“That’s better. A safe word is one you can use in this room if everything gets too much for you. If you merely say no, I’m not going to stop. Sometimes you’re going to be begging me to stop, but that’s all part of the play. The only way to get me to quit is by saying the safe word. What do you want it to be?”

I said the first thing that came to mind. “Cherry.”

“Cherry it is, then. I hope you never have to use it, but you can if you need to. Trust that I’m not going to hurt you, Emily.”

He reached over me and took one of my breasts in his hands. The nipple was a hard little pebble as he teased it some more. The clip wound around the nipple before he let it tighten.

Little shocks of pain radiated outwards from the clip but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. I trusted Cooper; if he wanted me to try something, then I would let him. He seemed to know more about my body than I did at that point.

He placed another clamp on the other nipple, the cold metal taut around my breasts. The pain didn’t last, leaving a tight feeling that wasn’t unpleasant.

“Good. They’re staying there until we finish.” He gave my boob a squeeze, making pleasure pulse through me. I’d always loved having my breasts played with, but Billy had been terrible at giving them any attention. Cooper seemed to like them as much as I did.

Cooper stood up beside the bed and unzipped his jeans. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as I watched him pull his penis free from the fabric.

It was huge, far bigger than I’d ever seen before in my sheltered life. He had every right to be proud of his member as it hung hard and curved upwards. “See what you do to me?” he said, stroking his penis until it grew even bigger.

I wanted to taste it, I wanted to ride it, I wanted to do everything I possibly could with his member. I was impatient, but I would have to wait for him to decide on the time.

He deftly slid his jeans off and discarded them on the floor. Seeing Cooper naked was a dream come true. From the moment I had first seen him, I had known he was sexy, but the admiration and attraction I felt for him were increasing with every second that passed.

He crawled onto the bed and settled between my legs. His cock was dangerously close to the apex of my thighs, bobbing between us with a promise of filling me to the maximum.

His body covered mine once more, the weight of his erection resting on my belly. He shifted so that his cock slid between my folds. He slowly ground himself along me, his cock rubbing my clit and making me as horny as hell. I wanted him inside me, around me, everywhere he could possibly be.

“Hmmm. You feel good, babe.”

“So do you, sir.”

“I can’t wait to come inside you. Your tight little hole is going to feel great around my knob.”

I loved the dirty talk. It was like in this room I could play out all the fantasies I’d always had and been too embarrassed about to share with anyone. I wasn’t Small Town Emily anymore, I was a sexy minx who was desired by the hottest of men.

Cooper shifted again so that his cock was ready and willing at my entrance. He pushed in slowly, stretching me open so I could take him easily. My juices were flowing freely, lubricating the action without the need for any external lubricants.

“Ah, you feel so good,” Cooper groaned.

His hips rocked back and forth, continuing to enter me until I was completely full and he was buried deep within. His balls padded against my skin, letting me know he was fully encased.

We were completely connected, and not just physically. It felt like Cooper and I were on the same wavelength now, like we were a real couple. I embraced the feeling of completeness we were sharing in the moment.

Cooper started thrusting in earnest, his cock gliding out of me before shoving back in again. My hips rocked with the movement, meeting his and making sure he could go as deep as possible with every thrust.

My body was on fire, my cheeks were flushed, and I was already on the verge of another orgasm which was going to prove even more powerful than the first one. Cooper was moaning his delight, whispering encouragement in my ear and letting me know he was enjoying himself immensely.

All the nerves in my body were blazing with heat as I felt him between my legs. His fingers were magnificent, but his cock was on a whole other level. He used it masterfully, knowing exactly how to move it so that it would give me the most intense pleasure possible.

I couldn’t think about anything other than the man on top of me. Not being able to touch him the way he was touching me was frustrating, but exhilarating at the same time. He was completely in control of my body and he was already proving what a good decision I had made.

“Come for me, Emily,” Cooper whispered. I hadn’t thought a command could be so effective before. With just those muttered words, the orgasm tore through me and shredded me apart.

The sensations ran over my heated skin, turning me into molten lava. The joyous waves washed over me in a continuous barrage that wasn’t going to end anytime soon. So much pleasure from one person—it was too much. But it was really just the beginning of our sessions in the playroom.

“Ah, fuck!” Cooper grunted as his own orgasm took him away. His cock twitched and pulsed inside me, showering me with his juices as they mingled with my own. We were both lost now, awash in the sea of happiness.

We remained connected for a long time. My breathing was ragged for ages before I could finally start piecing myself back together again. It felt like I had shattered into a million different parts and it was only Cooper keeping me whole.

He showered me with more kisses before he pulled out of me. Cooper cuddled up to my side, gently removing the nipple clamps and causing a new round of pleasure to course through me.

“You did really well, Emily. I can already tell we’re going to have a lot of fun in this room together.” He sighed with contentment before loosening my restraints. He lay back down again and cradled me to his side. My fingers idly traced the outlines of the muscles on his chest now that I was finally able to touch them.

I was sleepy and satisfied, warm and content as I cuddled up to Cooper. Our chance meeting had not just been luck. It had to have been fate. We ran in different circles; there was no doubt we would never have met under any other circumstances.

I’d been so determined to get a job when I had entered the adult sex store, but I’d had no idea it would end up like this. Being Cooper’s submissive was going to be easy. It almost felt like I was the one taking advantage of him, but it was clear we had the beginnings of a long partnership.

I fell asleep with the taste of his kisses on my lips. The playroom was going to be my favorite room of the mansion, that was crystal clear.

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When I awoke I was alone. And in my own bed. There were no traces of Cooper, making it seem like the whole experience in the playroom had been just a fantastically erotic dream.

But I knew it wasn’t. Being in the apartment within the mansion was proof enough. It was really happening, and it felt even better than winning the lottery.

Cooper was all mine. The billionaire bachelor that the female population lusted after belonged to me. Just like I belonged to him.

I stretched and checked the time – it was after noon. I’d slept for a couple of hours. I wondered how many of those minutes had been spent next to Cooper. Had he just left me after returning me to my own bed? Or had we cuddled together for a while beforehand?

Next time I would make sure to stay awake so I knew the answer for sure. I wanted to know everything about Cooper King; there was no detail too small.

My stomach rumbled, reminding me I needed to eat. I threw on some clothes and hurried downstairs, through the maze of corridors to reach the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Cooper standing by the sink.

“Ah, you’re awake,” he exclaimed happily. He was holding a mug of coffee, which he held up. “Would you like tea or coffee?”

The enigmatic billionaire was prepared to make me a hot beverage? There seemed to be so much I didn’t know about the man. “Coffee would be great, thank you.” I slid onto the stool at the counter and watched his every move.

Cooper’s body was as beautiful as a temple, so muscled and sculptured that he would have made a better statue in a museum than an actual person. When he reached into the top cupboard for a mug, all his sleek lines were on display.

“Cream and two sugars, right?” he asked. I wondered how exactly he knew how I liked my coffee. The cook from the day before must have told him. Either that or it was a lucky guess.

“Yes, please.” He served up the coffee, steam rising from the mug in wisps that quickly disappeared. “You don’t have to be at work today?”

He sat on the stool beside me, so close our knees touched. “I scheduled nothing for today so we could get to know each other better.”

“Aren’t you really busy?”

A chuckle escaped his lips. God, I loved it when he laughed. I just wanted to kiss his smile. “Very busy. But right now you’re more important than anything else. Besides, my assistant has my cell phone number. She’ll call if there is an emergency.”

He was taking time out of his schedule just for me. It was sweet that he prioritized me when he had so many other things going on. If he was that committed to making our relationship work, then I would make sure I was too. This wasn’t just a job, it was the beginning of an adventure we were sharing.

I already knew I could easily fall in love with the man. It felt completely right being with him. If it hadn’t, there was no way I could have done what I did with him earlier. The universe had brought us together, and I couldn’t wait to see where it would take us.

Cooper didn’t stay on the stool for more than a few minutes before he pulled a platter of sandwiches out of the refrigerator. He placed them on the counter between us, tearing back the plastic wrap and balling it to throw in the trash.

“I hope you don’t mind sandwiches for lunch. Ricardo wanted to go grocery shopping, and I find it best if I never say no to the man.” Cooper’s cheeks dimpled when he smiled. They were possibly the most adorable cheeks in the world. I felt like an old lady, just itching to pinch them.

I picked up one of the little triangles and took a bite. They weren’t ordinary PB&J sandwiches. They would have been more at home in a high-end French patisserie. “Of course I don’t mind. These things are amazing.”

“Well, eat up. We’ve got a big afternoon ahead of us.”

“We do?”

“Uh-huh.” He had an impish sparkle in his emerald eyes.

“What are we going to do?” I asked playfully. Really, I was onboard no matter what he said we were doing.

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

He wouldn’t tell me anything more, no matter how many times I asked. We ate the platter of sandwiches until I was so full I could barely move.

The only clue Cooper gave me about our afternoon activities was that we were going somewhere. We climbed into his Audi and were driving through the gates of his estate in no time.

“How come you don’t have a chauffeur?” I asked as the scenery whizzed by outside the windows.

“I like driving.”

“But wouldn’t it be more convenient for you?”

“Of course, but then I wouldn’t get to drive.” He winked at me like we were sharing an inside joke. I relaxed into the leather seat and let the topic go. There were plenty more questions I wanted to ask.

“Do you have any brothers or sisters?”

“A brother. No sisters.”

“Same as me,” I said.

“I know.”

I sat up straighter. “How? I never told you.”

“I deal with a lot of people in my business. Doing a background check on those I associate with is an absolute must.”

My mouth dropped open with surprise. “You ran a
background check
on me?”

His tone remained soft with me. “It’s not personal. I just needed to know there were no skeletons lurking in your closet that would leak out to the public when they find out you are my girlfriend. The media can be brutal.”

“You could have asked me. I would have told you the truth. What else do you know about me?”

“I know you went to Clayton High School, where you graduated as valedictorian of your class. I also noted you did not go on to college, even though you could have had your pick. Your parents are still married, your brother is two years older than you, and you have never been in trouble with the law.”

Everything he said was true. He laid out the facts like he was recalling a shopping list and it gave me a weird vibe knowing he knew even that much about me when I knew so little about him.

It was time to even the odds. “Tell me about your life. If you know so much about mine, I deserve an equal amount of information.”

Cooper stole a look at me, briefly glancing my way instead of at the road. “Okay. My parents are divorced. My mother remarried but my father did not. My brother is five years older than me and works in one of my companies to keep him away from the drugs and alcohol he likes to abuse. I have a half-sister who is only a baby but I haven’t met her because my mother likes to forget I exist. I went to Harvard and dropped out in the first year because I thought I knew everything already. Anything else you want to know?”

So many things. “Why don’t you have a relationship with your mother?”

His jaw clenched tightly together. Obviously I had hit on a nerve. “She doesn’t agree with some of the decisions I’ve made. If it were up to her, I would be living in the suburbs, trying to make ends meet, with two-point-four children and a wife who bakes cookies all day.”

There was clearly so much more to the story, but I didn’t dare ask. It was obviously a touchy subject, and I didn’t want to pry. I hoped he would volunteer the information over time, once he truly trusted me with his pain and secrets.

We had pulled up in a parking lot without me realizing it. “We’re here,” Cooper announced. There was nothing in the lot that gave me a hint of what we were doing there.

Cooper opened my door for me and then took my hand in his, holding it the entire way into the elevator. He hit a button and we traveled upwards.

The doors opened to a sumptuous reception area with a stylish young woman behind the counter. She smiled dreamily when she recognized Cooper. “Mr. King, so nice to see you. Miss Cassidy is ready for you. Please go on through.”

“Thank you, Janelle.” So he knew the woman by name. Jealousy raged a war inside me. I instantly wanted to know how and why they were so familiar with each other. I gripped his hand a little tighter.

Cooper led me through to an even more sumptuous room with long, lush fabric draping down the walls. A peach-colored chaise lounge was situated in the middle of the room, a large gilded mirror against the wall. There were no windows, and if there were any doors, they were hidden by the fabric.

An older woman appeared seemingly out of nowhere. She looked about fifty years old, but she had the stretched features of someone who had indulged a little too much in plastic surgery. She could have been much older than she looked.

“Ah, Mr. King. Such a pleasure to see you,” she said, heading straight for Cooper and planting air kisses on both his cheeks.

“Miss Cassidy, thank you for seeing us on such short notice. Let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Emily Williamson.”

Miss Cassidy turned her attention to me and gave me the same air kiss treatment. She smelled of makeup. “It’s nice to meet you,” I replied.

She looked me up and down, her hands firmly on her hips. “Such a beautiful figure. You have brought her to the right place, my lovely. Take a seat while I work my magic.”

Cooper sat on the chaise lounge while Miss Cassidy grasped my wrist and dragged me away. For an older person, she sure had a good grip.

I was led into another room – also draped with fabric – and told to wait a moment while Miss Cassidy fetched some things for me. I stood in the middle of the room, awkwardly wondering what I was in for. There were no signs or decorations in the room to give away any hints.

After a few minutes she returned, pushing a rack of clothing in front of her. It was full of lingerie and sleep wear in all different colors and shapes. Remarkably, they all seemed to be the right size.

Miss Cassidy held up a beautiful corset in pastel colors. It had a matching garter belt hanging off it. “You have a spectacular figure. These are going to look so magnificent on you. Put on the first outfit and we’ll show Mr. King. You’re going to make his eyes pop right out of his head.”

She laughed and reached for the buttons on my blouse. I quickly took over. “It’s okay, I can do it,” I said, not entirely ready to be naked in front of a woman I’d known for all of ten seconds. She got the hint and backed off, busying herself with the rack and averting her eyes for my modesty.

I changed into the corset, and it pushed my heaving breasts upwards until they could almost be used as flotation devices. I slipped on the garter belt and secured it around my hips before Miss Cassidy gave me some stockings to attach to it.

Looking in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. The woman peering back at me wasn’t just a pretty accessory to hang off the mayor’s son’s arm anymore; she was sexy and alluring.

This was the new Emily Williamson, the one with her own life and her own destiny. My happiness was not dependent on one man’s anymore. I was really alive for the first time in my life.

Miss Cassidy squealed suddenly, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Such a stunning beauty! Come on, Mr. King is about to have a heart attack.”

She dragged me along behind her once more. I stepped back into the room and stood in front of the chaise lounge. Cooper sat up straight, his face lost in admiration. Any anxiety I may have felt about standing in front of these two people in my underwear quickly disappeared.

Cooper spoke to Miss Cassidy while still looking at me. “Make sure Emily gets whatever she wants. There is nothing I would deny this woman.”

My stomach went all fluttery as the butterflies took off. If Cooper could react like that with just one outfit, I couldn’t wait to see what would happen with all the other items on the clothes rack.