“Close ‘em.” Nico growled near my ear, and I did it without hesitation.
He settled a blindfold into position and tied the knot off to the side of my head. “Fuck, you look sexy on my bed.” Appreciation rippled through his low voice. “Lift your arms.”
Anticipation trembled in my gut as I raised my arms over my head, and then two things happened at once. The head of Nico’s cock pressed against my closed lips as he leaned over me, and he wrapped something soft around my wrists.
I gasped. A naked man was tying me up while I lay naked in his bed. A shiver stole my breath, and desire coursed right to my cock.
Nico shifted again, the mattress denting under his moving weight. I tried figuring out where he was and what he was doing but being in the dark left me a little disoriented. In all my teenage fantasies of Nico, I’d never once imagined this.
His mouth closed around my cock as his nudged my lips again. I gasped, sucking his dick into my mouth as he licked all the way up my hard shaft. I strained toward him, hips lifting off the bed as I took him deeper, opening my throat.
He groaned, and the vibrations rolled right through me. “Christ, Jamie,” he murmured. “You turn me on so much.”
Then he pushed a cushion beneath my ass, lifting me higher, and his fingers pressed into my cheeks as he parted them. His mouth left my cock, his tongue licking a wet trail to my asshole, and I wriggled against him as he traced the outer edge. As I moaned with a mouthful of his cock, his hips twitched, thrusting deeper.
“Shit. Sorry. I didn’t mean to go so deep just then. You just…” He sucked in a sharp breath. “You do something to me,” he growled, and I grinned and moved my focus, searching with my mouth for his balls so I could suck on one. I rolled my tongue around the smooth surface, and he moaned. Shit, yeah. Fuzz-free was so sexy.
His tongue teased my asshole, pressing inside, before he withdrew it and I heard the click of a plastic cap opening. I tensed in anticipation of cold lube then moaned as he dipped a finger inside me.
Fuck. I let loose a groan, wanting to touch him, too. I wanted to wrap my hand around his shaft, pumping long strokes up and down as I sucked on his balls. I tugged against my restraints and he chuckled.
“I want to touch you,” I pleaded.
“You’re at my mercy, Jamie.” And his voice was low, dark, and sexy.
He began to thrust the tip of his cock in and out of my mouth, slow at first then faster. I couldn’t give him the attention I wanted, but I relaxed into to the sensations he was creating within me.
He pressed his finger deeper into me, then added a second, stretching me as he pressed against my prostate, and I dug my heels into his bed, lifting my ass to grant him better access.
I focused on his cock again, wanting to bring him as much pleasure as his touch brought me, and I lifted my head from his pillow to take him all the way.
“Fuck, Jamie,” he ground out. “I want to be inside you.”
I released his cock and it sprang from my mouth with a pop before bouncing back to bat me on the nose. “Yes,” I gasped, as he pressed his fingers against my prostate again. “Fuck me, Nico.”
He reacted to my words, turning around and kissing my mouth. “I want you so bad.”
Plastic rustled, and he pulled away. I imagined him rolling a condom over his hard cock—the cock I made hard—and a wave of absolute power washed through me. This man had a hard-on for me.
“Take my blindfold off. I want to see you.” I heard the authority in my voice, and the air around me stilled. I held my breath, but nothing moved. “Please.”
He ripped the silk fabric away, and I closed my eyes against the sudden soft light.
“I want to be inside you,” he murmured. “Do you want me?”
“Yes.” I wriggled onto my side, wrapping my hands around the ties that bound me to his bed. “I want you like this. Lie behind me.”
He spooned me, and I turned my head to meet his hungry mouth, tangling my tongue with his as he nudged his cock into my slick asshole. I groaned as my own cock stiffened, lying flat