Tied Down: He'll see to her needs, if she can tend to his... (7 page)

The riding crop traveled all over my body, down my legs and up again to tap on the apex of my thighs. He used the leather to spank me, slapping the side of my ass over the fabric of the panties. It didn’t hurt at all, but it did make my aching need even worse.

Cooper treated me to the crop all over before it disappeared again. Once more I was left in the quietness of the room and the darkness of my blindfold. I couldn’t wait to see what else he had in store for me during this session.

His footsteps brought him back to me, but his hands were empty now and gliding over my skin, stoking the fire in my belly. They delved lower and lower until they were at my panties again. Cooper tugged them down until they bunched around my knees.

The spreader bar prevented their complete descent so Cooper crouched down and uncuffed the bar at both ankles to get the panties off. He deftly locked my ankles again so I still couldn’t move my legs.

Just the tips of his fingers ran up the goosebumps on my skin as he stood. I was surprised the wetness between my thighs wasn’t dripping down my thighs, I was that ready and turned on for him. It felt like just one little flick of my clit would send me toppling over the edge.

Cooper’s body pressed against mine as he took me in his embrace. His jeans had disappeared, leaving him just as naked as I now was. The only piece of fabric on either of us was the fishnet stockings still on my legs.

“I am so happy you’re mine,” Cooper said, the words vibrating his lips on my neck. He was treating me to more kisses, tasting my skin before he devoured me in full. I sighed with joy at every plant of his lips.

His hard cock was between us, the tip wet with pre-cum as he prepared to fuck me like he had promised. Cooper finally shifted, pulling my ass closer to him so he could bury himself in me.

His warm hands cupped my ass cheeks, guiding my hips into position as his cock poked at my entrance. I couldn’t move because of the cuffs, but I would have wrapped myself around him if I could have.

He started to slide into my pussy, taking his time and not rushing. A breath hissed between his teeth. “Such a tight little cunt, babe. You make me feel so good.”

“Yes, sir,” I panted out.

He was gently stretching me, opening me up so he could get as far inside me as he could. He angled my hips a little more, giving him complete access to bury himself up to the end of his shaft.

When he was finally in, I felt complete. It was as if he was a missing piece of me and was finally where he belonged. My body was made to fit with his, two pieces of one whole.

Cooper pulled out again and then thrust inside. Our bodies bounced together, skin slapping on skin. One of his hands snaked between us, sliding into my folds and stroking my clit.

Between his cock and his fingers, my arousal burst into the highest level it had ever been. The flame was ignited inside me, glowering hot and amber while I tried to hold on for a little bit longer.

Cooper was a skilled lover, going so slowly I could feel every one of his pleasurable strokes and maintaining a rhythm that kept me in a perpetual state of hot lust. I’d never wanted anything more than I wanted to be given permission to climax right at that moment.

My breath was coming in sharp gasps, the whimper of my bliss unable to be contained. While Cooper grunted and growled as he worked for our mutual joy, I bounced around, only anchored by the cuffs around my wrists and ankles.

“Come, baby. We’ll come together,” Cooper panted. They were the words I had been waiting so long for. I let go of the control I pretended to have over myself and let the emotions come.

Cooper flicked my clit, rubbing it in circles, and then everything exploded. His cock found a release, twitching inside my contracting pussy. The orgasm hit me hard, heightening all my senses while I was blindfolded. I felt every muscle in my body as it convulsed in the blissful ecstasy of my climax.

My body hummed, singing a tune of absolute happiness while the waves ebbed and flowed around me. My heart was pulsing unbearably fast, straining to keep up with the rest of me. If I hadn’t had the cuffs and Cooper’s strong arms to hold me up, I surely would have collapsed to the floor.

I was lost in the waves for so long, my flesh connected to Cooper’s in the most perfect way. Our naked skin was pressed together, conveying the heat radiating outwards from within. The whole experience was making my body feel like it was floating, as free as the clouds and never to be pinned down again.

Cooper’s hand strayed from my clit, moving to hold my ass cheek steady while we recovered from the beautiful shock of the orgasms. His cock continued to twitch with aftershocks, making his body hard against mine.

We stood like that for a while as we regained control of our bodies. It suddenly seemed too hot in the playroom, a fine layer of sweat coating our skin from the exertion and effort of gratification.

“That was fantastic, babe,” Cooper said, his breath running over my skin.

“It certainly was, sir.”

His cock pulled away from me as it softened. Cooper took off my blindfold and the world blinked into focus again. His muscled body stood in front of me, naked, for my eyes only. Everybody else got to see the billionaire, Cooper King. I got to see Cooper, the private man.

He started to undo the cuffs, one by one. First my hands were free and then my legs. Cooper gathered me up into his arms and carried me into the bathroom. He settled me on the edge of the tub.

“Are you sore?” he asked.

“Not really.” Everything was peacefully sated, not any pain within me. How could I have felt anything bad when I was treated so well by Cooper? He didn’t seem to understand just how much I enjoyed our sessions.

He ran the tub, adding in aromatic oils until the room smelled like roses and lavender. Cooper made sure it was the right temperature and almost full before he switched off the faucet and slid into the tub. He pulled me in after him.

Cooper cradled me against his chest, holding me tightly so I knew how much he cared. His hands casually stroked up and down my back, making all the warmth of the bath sink into my skin.

If I could have had one wish, it would have been to stay in that moment together forever. Our bodies fit so well against each other, making it difficult to tell where I ended and he began. While in the tub, it didn’t matter. We were one and we were perfect.

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“You’re so beautiful,” Cooper said against the skin on my neck. Despite the comfortable warmth of the water, goose bumps prickled down my arms. I loved being this close to the man and knew in that instant I would never be able to live without him.

I was falling in love with Cooper King, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself. It seemed as inevitable as the sun rising in the morning. All the logic in my head told me I was rushing into it, that I was setting myself up to be hurt, but my heart wasn’t listening. It wanted Cooper, and it was too late to back away now.

Cooper’s arms were strong around me, telling me how protected I was. His voice was soothing, singing me a lullaby that made me completely relaxed. His cock underneath me was hardening, saying he wasn’t ready to deny me further pleasure.

His heart beat against mine, the rhythm slightly slower as it raced for an unknown finish line. I was giddy with happiness and wouldn’t have traded places with anyone in the world.

“Hmmm, babe. You’re making me all kinds of hard,” Cooper said. His hips had started undulating under me, rubbing his erection against my skin. I shifted so his member was between my legs, able to rub against my pussy so I could enjoy the action too.

He was amazingly hard and thick, fully erect for the second time in our session. My pussy lips wrapped around his cock, creating the friction that was shooting lightning directly into all the sensitive nerve endings in my private region.

The scent of the rose and lavender oil was heady in the moist air surrounding us. We were in our own little cloud as steam wisped around us and it rose to the ceiling and out through the vent.

Cooper’s hands slid around my body until they took a breast in each hand. He squeezed them, rolling my nipples between his fingers until they were sharp peaks. I felt every touch deep in my belly, expressing my pleasure with a soft groan.

“Tell me what you want me to do, babe,” Cooper instructed.

I’d never been good at dirty talk before. Billy had preferred me to stay quiet while music played in the background. Before speaking with my female friends, I had assumed that was how all men liked it.

Now was the time to unleash my inner sexy minx. “I want you to touch my privates,” I said. Cooper responded immediately, letting go of my boobs to delve between my thighs. My legs were spread open as they wrapped around his body. He was a human spreader bar, making sure I couldn’t be shy when I was with him.

His fingers tickled my clit, the softness of his fingertips a direct contrast with the hardness of his length. The wonderful feeling was instant, taking my arousal to the max as he stared into my eyes. The emerald gems of his eyes sparkled with amusement at my obvious reaction to him. My joy was written all over my face, reddening my cheeks and making my eyelids close with the pleasure.

“What else do you want me to do?” Cooper continued. His lips were quirked into a smile, waiting for my answer as he relished every moment we shared.

I chewed on my bottom lip, weighing up whether I was brazen enough to tell him what I really wanted. It was tempting to go the easy route and shyly say that it was up to him.

But this was my moment. A chance for me to say exactly what I wanted and take control of my dom. I knew he wouldn’t afford me this opportunity too often. He was the one who enjoyed control and I was more than happy to let him have it. Normally.

Taking a deep breath, I shook off any reservations that still remained. “I want you to fuck me,” I said, tasting the words like they were candy on my lips.

Cooper’s hands disappeared from my pussy. “Stand up.”

Instantly I was worried I’d said the wrong thing. Maybe I shouldn’t have spoken the way I did. Perhaps it had been a test and I was supposed to have deferred the question to him, trusting in his judgment. I rose to my feet, feeling a hot blush on the apples of my cheeks.

“Turn around.”

I turned, holding my breath.

“Sit down, babe.”

I sat and immediately Cooper pulled me against him again. He shifted me, pushing my legs open until they rested on the outside of his. His arms were warm and enveloping around my waist.

“Ride my cock, babe,” he commanded. I moved a little until his penis was between my legs and knocking on my entrance door. With Cooper’s guidance, I allowed him to slide into my pussy, filling me while I sat on his lap. I loved the feel of his broad chest flush against my back.

The water lapped around us as I ground against him. His throbbing cock pumped back and forth within me, stretching my opening as it pounded me. Cooper started caressing my clit, driving me wild with his skilled touch.

The combination of his cock and fingers were driving me into a new frenzy. The water splashed against the side of the tub, threatening to spill over and crash to the floor. The whole room was covered in aquamarine-colored tiles, easily able to withstand any leaking.

Our bodies slapped together, sloshing the water as it was caught between our naked bodies. The bath was suddenly too hot, making my blood boil as it mixed with the heat flushing my skin from our connection.

Cooper increased his pace, chasing his climax with grunting determination. His skin was skimming along the back of my neck, adding to the joy that sung through my body.

“Hold on, babe,” he instructed. It took all my energy to stave off the climax. His fingers were magical against my clit, drawing circles around the area that took my breath away.

I wasn’t going to make it. Any moment, the strokes were going to become too much and I would lose it. I didn’t know how to keep it all together and await his command. I was too far gone, too turned on to keep the switch from flicking.

Cooper’s fingers drew smaller circles, pressing into my clit and flicking the delicate piece of skin back and forth. No matter how hard I tried to ignore the growing climax, I just couldn’t.

The orgasm came, causing my pussy to contract around his cock. Cooper didn’t say anything, finding his own release a few seconds afterwards. Our bodies stilled as we rode out the waves of joy that were determined to sing through our nervous system.

I relaxed against Cooper’s chest, his muscled arms encircling me and holding me there. We didn’t say a word while the absolute elation took us over. My breathing was ragged as it coursed through my veins. I had never experienced such bliss before and it was all because of the sexy man behind me.

My hands rested on Cooper’s as they linked over my belly. His twined them with his own hands, making me feel so loved and connected that I knew what we had was something incredibly special.

All the energy in my body left me, making me sleepy and content while the aftershocks rocked me. I sighed with happiness, completely at peace.

Cooper kissed a line across my shoulders. “You are better than I could have dreamed of, babe.”

“So are you,” I replied, still a little breathless.

We remained in the tub until the water went cold. Cooper helped me out before wrapping me in a fluffy pink towel. He kissed my forehead before finding a towel for himself, wrapping it around his waist so I could still see his chiseled chest.

“Our play session is over for today,” he started. “But don’t think you’re going to get away with coming without permission. I’ll think up a suitable punishment before our next play.”

He slapped my bottom playfully. We left the playroom for the day, going in separate directions to clean up. I returned to my suite of rooms and had a quick shower, washing away any traces of our play.

My skin was still buzzing from the excitement afterwards. I tried to sit still but nothing was holding my attention. I was too wired and couldn’t stay within the four walls any longer.

My hunger took me to the kitchen. While in the playroom, I had been intent on the play, forgetting that I still needed food to keep me going. I found some lasagna in the fridge and cut a slice. Sitting at the kitchen bench, I looked out the window. The house was on the top of a hill, and the view was spectacular – undulating green hills in every direction I looked.

It felt like I was looking at a landscape from a magazine, one too beautiful to exist in real life. Cooper’s closest neighbor in either direction was miles away. All the land I could see belonged to my dom.

I couldn’t remember ever being this happy before. Back in my hometown, I had known there was a big wide world out there. I had wanted to explore every inch of it, but a part of me had doubted I would ever get the chance. I was to marry Billy, have a few kids, and support him in his political ambitions. He was going to be mayor one day, just like his papa.

Leaving had been the right decision. I wanted to see the world, and I couldn’t have done that in my old life. With Cooper, I had a shot. We could see the world together and have endless adventures. I wanted to experience everything with him.

My mind wandered to the punishment Cooper would give me for coming without permission. The thought of a spanking filled me with excitement. I trusted him completely, knew he wouldn’t do anything that would hurt me. A little spanking would be fun to experience.

I couldn’t imagine Cooper ever inflicting pain on me. As my dom, he could punish me any way he deemed fit. There were plenty of whips and chains in the playroom; all could have been used in punishment. I had a feeling they would leave me highly aroused rather than chastised.

“Penny for your thoughts.” Cooper’s voice made me jump in the silence. I hadn’t heard him creep up on me. He slid onto the stool beside me.

“I can assure you, they aren’t worth repeating,” I replied. My blush probably gave him a fair idea of what was consuming my thoughts.

Cooper was wearing loose jeans and a yellow polo shirt. He looked the picture of casual chic. I didn’t think he could ever look bad in anything he wore. Dressing his body was like adorning a god.

“I’m sure that’s not true.” He flashed me one of his dimpled cheeks. “What were you really thinking about? You seemed far away when I came in.”

I wasn’t ready to share my sexual fantasies. For now, I would have to tell a half-truth. “I was thinking about how my life would have been if I’d stayed in Clayton.”

“And what would it have looked like?”

“Boring. I’d probably be knocked up by now and obsessed with keeping a tidy house. I wouldn’t want anyone saying I didn’t keep a good house for my man.” Even the thought made me shudder. “My world would be very small and contained.”

“I’m glad you made the decision to leave. A woman as extraordinary as you shouldn’t be a pretty bird in a small cage. You deserve to fly.”

“Do you really mean that?”

Cooper nodded. “I do. The moment I saw you, I knew there was something that sparkled underneath the gorgeous exterior. You have something that money can’t buy.”

My heart was swelling larger with every word he muttered. “What did I have?”

He shrugged. “It’s hard to describe. It’s like a light. You were luminous with it, all sparked and ready to truly shine.”

I didn’t have anything to say to his beautiful words. I wanted to feel that light, shine it all on him so he knew how much I cared for him. Maybe he was the one who had lit that spark.

There was a comfortable silence between us as I ate the lasagna. Cooper grabbed a fork and started eating it too. We didn’t need words. They were completely overrated.

When the food was all gone, Cooper disappeared through a door off the kitchen. He returned a few moments later with a wine bottle. “A little red?” he asked.

“Please.”

He grabbed two glasses and set them on the bench in front of us, pouring the red wine up to the half-full line. “I picked this up in France when I was there for business. They assured me it was a good vintage.”