shape. He had a hard six pack that ran into a slim tapered waist. His fully erect penis stuck out from his body. The rumors of his size and girth were not exaggerated and as much as she wanted him, for a moment she wondered if she could actually accommodate him.
There were four scars on the left side of his body. They looked like claws marks, almost as if an animal had dug in and tore at his flesh.
He rejoined her on the bed. Both his hands clamped onto her hips and slowly, he eased himself into her warmth. She gave a loud audible gasp and he paused. Despite being wet, she was tight and he wondered for a second if he was hurting her. He could feel all of her muscles closing around him, resisting his intrusion. When he looked up at her, he realized she was again watching him.
“Babe, relax,” he said.
“Just do it,” she said.
He pushed again, harder than before. She took a deep breath as he buried the full length of his shaft inside her.
She did relax once he was all the way in. He was surprised at how tight she was. He didn't take his eyes off her as they moved together slowly at first. He could sense that she wanted to move faster. His hands clamped down on her hips in order to control the tempo.
"Faster," she prompted him.
"No," he replied firmly.
He continued his slow dance loving every moan, every attempt she made against her restraint. He lied to her earlier. He had never restrained a lover before her. The thought appealed to him, but he had yet to find a partner worth the experience. That was before she came into his life. Her tug against her restraint excited him. He had to keep his excitement in check if he was going to prove that this was no chemistry experiment.
James was slowly increasing his tempo, not at her request, but because his body was begging him for release. He loved the sight of her breasts jiggling behind their constraint. He grounded into her as her reached down and plucked them from the top of her corset. He took one nipple in his mouth and for the first time that night she felt his full weight pressed up against her. He heard the rattle of the headboard and knew she was pulling against her restraint. She did not protest, though. He ground into her once more as he felt her hips buck against him.
His grip on her hips loosened as he began to move faster and faster. She moved her hips in unison, matching his strokes. He felt her tighten around him. Felt her legs wrap around him as she tried to hold him in place. He shifted his weight to his hands and as he kissed her, he felt himself let go. He moaned against her mouth.
"James," she whispered against his ear.
He grunted a reply as he slammed into her once more.
They lay together like that for a few minutes. He on top, most of his weight supported by his hands and her legs still wrapped around his hips. They were both breathing heavily. He reached up and undid the necktie. He also sat back and undid the numerous hooks from her corset and helped her out of it, before lying on his back beside her.
She rolled on her side to look at him. Her head was propped up by her right hand and her left went to his naked waist. Her hand moved over the scars. He flashed a look at her before putting his hand over hers.
"I'm not asking any questions," she said.
He removed his hand.
"I'm going to get a shower," she said. "I would invite you, but I don't want to disturb your demons. You can let your driver know I'll be leaving in about a half hour."
He reached for her as she got up. He pulled her back so she was laying half way on top of him, her breasts squashed against his hard sweat-slicked chest.
"You're staying the night," he said.
"I thought you didn't have sleepovers here," she said.
"I've never had anyone here that belonged. You belong." He kissed her briefly before giving her a playful slap on the behind. "Besides, I'm not done with you yet."
"Oh, that sounds so naughty," she said.
"I want to be very thorough with this chemistry experiment."
She kissed his cheek and he let her go.
He was not in the bedroom when she returned from the