Uncontrollable (15 page)

I swallow as she goes to unbutton my jeans. She
slides them down my legs. “Lift your foot.”

I comply, and she takes off my shoe, before pulling
my jeans off the rest of the way. Then she repeats the same with the other leg.
She starts to work on the buttons of my shirt.

“Drive me crazy?” I choke out. What does she have
in mind? Doesn’t she already know she drives me fucking crazy? Her voice, her
body, the love she has for me is shocking. She gives me all she has, yet I
still want more. What can I say? I’m a selfish son of a bitch when it comes to
her.

She just nods her head as she places my shirt on
the floor as well. “Go lie on the bed with your back against the headboard.”

I don’t argue as I go over to the bed. My dick is
hard as a rock. I am so turned on by her, and I think she plans on giving me a
show. Maybe do a little dance for me.

She walks out of the bedroom, and I make myself
comfortable, doing what she said with a smile on my face. Ready to get this
show started, I cross my ankles and link my hands together before I place them
behind my head. I let out a long sigh now that I’m comfortable.

 She walks back in, and I notice the handcuffs
dangling from her right hand. I smile brighter. She brought our favorite toy.
And she knows I love using those on her.

She gives a little laugh holding them up. “What do
you think we are going to do with these?” she asks standing at the end of the
bed facing me. Looking more beautiful than the first day I met her.

“What we always do,” I say simply. “I’m going to
cuff you then I’m going to have my way with you.” Fuck, do I want her face down
with her hands behind her back as I fuck that tight pussy.

 “Not tonight,” she says with a shake of her head.

 I frown. “Then what?”

She makes her way onto the bed and straddles me. I
unlink my fingers from behind my head and place my hands on her narrow hips
wondering why in the hell she is still wearing the red dress, no matter how
much of a fucking turn on it is.

I want her naked…now!

 “These…” She dangles the handcuffs up in front of
my face. “Are for you, baby.”

What?
I shake my head. “No.” I give a shaky
laugh. “That’s not going to happen.”
She’s lost her mind.

She leans down and runs her tongue across my bottom
lip before taking it between her teeth. I lift her dress up and tighten my
hands back down on her hips. The lace of her panties grind against my dick, and
I can feel the heat and wetness. I grab a hold of them wanting to rip them off.
I’m running out of patience.

She pulls her lips away from mine and starts
kissing my jawline up to my ear.“Yes,” she says softly, “I want you to know
what it’s like.”

“Know what what’s like?” I ask tilting my head back
letting her have easier access.

“To have no control. To completely trust another
person. To give them all the power. I promise you that you have never felt
anything like it.”

“I can’t do that, Angel.”

I remember back to when he had this conversation
before.

I throw my keys onto the kitchen counter as I
walk by. I then follow Angel into the bedroom. She tosses her purse and phone
onto the bed and goes to head out of the room when I grab a hold of her wrist.

She jumps and hisses in a breath. “What’s
wrong?” I ask, stepping up to her.

“Nothing.”

I frown, looking down at my hand around her
wrist. I catch sight of her trying to pull her sleeves down as far as they will
go. I release her wrist and push her sleeve back to reveal the cuff marks from
last night.

“Angel, why didn’t’ you tell me?” I grab her
other hand and move the sleeve up as well.

She shrugs. I shake my head at myself. I had no
idea it was that bad. “I’ll never do that again.” I let go of her hand and
start to walk away.

“What?” She grabs my upper arm. “Why?”

“Because I hurt you,” I say through gritted
teeth.

She releases my arm and lets out a sigh. “But I
liked it.”

“You liked that I hurt you?” I ask, frowning.

She looks down to the floor then back up to me.
“I’ve never been afraid of the power your body can have over mine, Slade.” She
moves closer to me. “And I know you liked it, too.”

“I do like dominating you. That is no secret.” I
grab a hold of her wrist and hold it up between us. “But to leave bruises like
these?” I knew better than that.

She gets a naughty smile on her face. “What are
you thinking?”

“Let me even the score then?”

“How do you plan on doing that?” I back away
from her.

“Let me use them on you.” She wiggles her
eyebrows.

“Oh no.” I give a hard laugh. “You will not
catch me in a pair of handcuffs.” I quickly duck into the bathroom and she
follows me.

“Not even if I’m the one to put them on you?”
She pouts.

I shake my head quickly. “Nope.”

“Well, that’s not fair.” She places her hands on
her hips.

I pull my shirt off and unbutton my jeans. “You
probably wouldn’t even know what to do if I gave you a chance to be in charge.”
I joke.

Her mouth falls open as if I offended her. “Oh,
I can think of a few things.”

“Well, that’s all you are going to be doing….” I
finish undressing then look to her. “Thinking.”

Her red lips turn down in a pout. “You don’t trust
me?”

 
Do I trust her?
“I do.”

 “Then let me do it this once and then you can have
your way with me.”

I shiver as she licks my neck.

 “I can’t…”

 She places a finger over my lips. “Don’t think
about it,” she whispers.

 How do I not think about it? She wants to handcuff
me.

She moves her hips back and forth, once again
letting me feel how ready she is. “You know you want to.” Her hand runs down my
chest and stomach. It slides between our bodies, and she wraps it around my
hard cock. “You can’t say you haven’t thought about it.”

 I can honestly say I haven’t!

 I have control in the bedroom; that’s our thing.

Her soft hand starts to move up and down in a slow
pace. “Just this once.” Her hand comes to a stop, and she looks me in the eyes.
“Let me have my way with you.”

 I know I’m losing this battle. I want to see what
she has in mind for me.

 She gives me a slow and sexy smirk before she
leans back down and places her lips on my neck. Her hand slowly glides up my
shaft before she pushes it back down.

I lean my head back and let out a long breath. Her
lips find their way to mine, and she slowly kisses me as her hand tightens
around my cock.

Fuck, who cares what she wants me to do. I’ll do
whatever she wants as long as she keeps her hands on me.

“Okay,” I say hoarsely.

She releases my dick and pulls me forward by my
shoulders, not wanting to give me a second to change my mind. I have an instant
thought to panic, but I close my eyes and take a deep breath, placing my hands
behind my back knowing that’s where she wants them.

What the fuck am I doing?

I have never surrendered my control in anything.
What am I thinking? She has had all my control since I heard her voice on the
day she called me. How will this be any different?

I take in a deep breath.

Fuck.

My heart is beating fast, and it’s already hard to
breathe. She leans up once the cuffs are securely around my wrist with a smile
on her face.

 My chest is tight, and my mouth is dry. She made
them tighter than I would have liked. Maybe I thought she would leave them
loose enough for me to remove them.

 I lie back against the headboard, with my now
cuffed hands pressing against it as well.

“Nervous, baby?” she whispers licking her lips.

I ignore her question as I move my wrists around,
trying to calm myself down. She leans down, placing kisses on my chest, and it
helps me start to relax. Her lips have always held power. Whether they are
speaking to me, or they are on me. It makes me forget the world, makes me
forget myself.

All I know is her.

All I feel is her.

All I want is her.

All I’ll ever love is her.

I lean my head back as she makes her way down my
stomach. I lift my hips as she gets closer to my dick. She pulls back and sits
up on her knees and I look at her through heavy eyelids.

She reaches down for the hem of her dress and pulls
it up over her head revealing her soft pink nipples and a red lace thong.

 “Fuck.” I cuss the hard metal that I allowed her
to restrain me with. “I want to touch you,” I say desperately.

She gives me a naughty smile as her hand travels
down her smooth, flat stomach, and her fingers dip into those flaming red
panties.

I suck in a breath as she lets out a moan. The
barely there panties hide her fingers, but I don’t need to see her hand to know
that she is fingering herself.

 “God, Slade, I’m so wet for you,” she whispers.

 I wiggle my wrists. “How wet?” I ask roughly.

She takes in a deep breath and more of her hand
disappears as she pushes her fingers deeper inside of herself.

She pulls her hand from behind her panties slowly
and lifts up her hand. I can see the wetness coating her small fingers. “In my
mouth,” I demand.

 She places her hand up to my lips, and I open my
mouth to taste what I’m craving. I moan around her fingers as her taste sends a
shock through me. I lick them clean as if I’ve been dying for a drop of water.

 She removes them and gets up on her knees, moving
closer up to my body and taking my hard dick in her hand. I hiss in a breath knowing
exactly what she has planned. Anticipation is making me want to combust. She
pulls her panties to the side and gently rubs the head of my cock against her
hot, moist pussy.

“Babe,” I moan. “You need to hurry.” I lift my hips
to get my point across.

She gives me a shy smile before sliding her pussy
down on top of me slower than I could have thought possible.

“Fuck,” I call out as her tight walls hold my
throbbing dick.

 She places her hands flat against my chest and her
nails dig in as she starts to move her hips. She moans with me this time when I
lift my hips to meet hers.

She brings her heels up against the lower part of
my legs and the spikes bite into me.

I hiss in a breath. I clench my teeth and knock my
head back against the headboard as she pulls up and slams down onto me.

 She slows and rests her head in the crook of my
neck. Her soft pants send shivers up my spine when they reach my ear. She pulls
up off of me and backs away.

“What are you doing?”
Please don’t just leave me
here making me want more.

“Close your eyes,” she says softly.

 I oblige without a thought. I hear her messing
around over by the bed and then the music gets a little louder before I feel
her body back on the bed. My cock jerks as she wraps a hand around the base of
it. I part my lips and take in a deep breath.

She wraps her lips around the head, and my entire
body jumps as I hiss in a breath through my teeth.

“Shiiiiitttt,” I almost shout.

 Ice.

She has ice in her mouth. I start to pant. Holy
fuck. It’s so fucking cold but feels so good.

I open my eyes and look down at her, trying to
catch my breath.

“Fuck,” I cry out as she takes me to the back of
her throat. My body jerks again in response as I try to pull the cuffs apart.
The pain in my wrists shoots up my arms.

 She sucks up to my head, and I can feel the ice
start to melt in her mouth already. I can feel the cold from it run down to the
base of my dick and drip to my balls. I lift my hips as she takes me back in
her mouth.

Shit!
“Angel.” I throw my head back knocking
it into the headboard again. She hums in satisfaction knowing I’m already about
to come like a grenade in her mouth.

She sucks up the shaft, and her soft tongue circles
my head. She holds my cock in her hand as she scoots her body further down the
bed. I feel her cold tongue lick over my balls before she takes one into her
mouth.

“Fuck me,” I say clenching my teeth shut. Her hand
runs up and down my shaft, soft yet firm. She leaves my balls and reaches over
into the cup of ice and pops another ice cube before her mouth is back on my
dick.

I start to tense up. “Angel,” I pant. “Stop.” I
want inside of her. I do not want to come in her mouth just yet.

I know there is no way I can get out of these
cuffs, but it doesn’t stop me from trying with all the strength I have. It
doesn’t take long with her sweet torture before I’m coming in her mouth.

Once she finishes swallowing everything I have to
give, she leans back and looks at me. Fuck, all I need is like ten minutes, and
I’ll be ready to turn the tables and cuff her, taking her how I want her.

 “I wanted you to come in my mouth, baby,” she
explains why she didn’t stop when I told her to as she leans down and licks
what’s left off of my head.

Before I can say anything she lays down across the
bed in front of me and arches her back as she pushes her red lace thong down
her thighs. She lays flat and places her legs straight up in the air as she
finishes guiding her panties off of her legs before she throws them behind her
head to the floor.

 “Angel,” I whisper.
What is she doing?

 She lays her head to the side to look at me. “Yes,
baby?”

I swallow still trying to calm my body down. “What
are you doing?” I wiggle my hands behind my back. Why hasn’t she undone them
yet?