Any Way You Want Me - By Jamie Sobrato Page 0,43
tried not to laugh. This was her fantasy, after all…. “Okay, honey.” She gave him a chaste peck on the cheek, then stood up to go to the bedroom. “I’d better leave a window open tonight, it’s so hot in here—sure hope no burglars are prowling around.”
A few minutes later she’d put on a black lace teddy and was standing at the dresser brushing her hair when the lights in the room went out, startling her a bit even though she knew what was going on. A moment later, rough hands clad in leather gloves grasped her and pulled her toward the bed. A thrill shot through her, leaving her a little breathless.
“Shh,” he said. “No screaming. Cooperate and you won’t get hurt.”
She felt the handcuff clasped around one of her wrists, and then he pushed her onto the bed, pulled her to the center, and cuffed her to the iron headboard.
“My husband could come home any moment now. You’d better leave me alone,” she said, not sounding very convincing, hoping her bad acting skills wouldn’t ruin the fantasy.
“I’ll leave you alone when I’ve had my fill of you,” he said, raking his hands over her, under her teddy.
“No, please don’t—”
He silenced her with a hungry kiss, and a hand pushed aside her panties. His leather-clad fingers rubbed her, forced their way inside her, where she was already slick and wet. She squirmed against him, pretending to struggle but loving every second of it.
Why did his domination of her feel so good? She didn’t want to analyze it. Some things didn’t need to be picked apart. Just enjoyed.
Then he was gone, and his absence left her feeling exposed and thrilled at the same time. She heard the sound of a condom wrapper, a zipper, and he was between her legs, pushing them wide apart.
“I’m going to taste you,” he said. “Don’t try to fight it.”
“No.”
She made an effort to move her legs, but he held them tight, and then his tongue was slick against her, dipping into her, massaging, coaxing her.
“Stop,” she said between gasps of pleasure.
And then, to her dismay, he did.
“As you wish,” he said, his voice hard-edged and taunting.
She whimpered and squirmed to no avail.
In the darkness, his shadowy form moved over her, but their bodies didn’t touch as he lowered his mouth to her ear. When he drew her earlobe between his lips and sucked, gooseflesh dotted her skin.
“You want me, don’t you?”
“No,” she whispered. “Leave, please.”
“If you want me to leave, why are you so wet?”
His gloved fingers again were between her legs, massaging her in a circular motion. Yasmine gasped, struck again by how fully she trusted this man who had complete control over her now. He could do whatever he wanted, and the danger of it thrilled her…yet she felt safe. He would never hurt her. She had so little frame of reference for that certainty, but she didn’t doubt it for a moment.
She closed her eyes and gave herself over completely to the fantasy.
“Okay, you don’t want to answer me? I’ll just give you what you’re afraid to ask for.”
He grasped her hips as his cock found its destination.
“Bastard,” she said.
Then he thrust hard into her, and she arched her back and cried out, having a difficult time pretending not to enjoy herself.
“You like this, don’t you?” he said as he thrust again and again.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
She wrapped her legs around his hips as he pounded into her, giving it to her hard and fast the way she wanted it. She loved that he knew what she wanted without her having to ask now. Loved the feel of him deep inside, stretching her, forcing her closer and closer to orgasm.
“You knew I was watching you through the window, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she said. “I knew.”
“You want me to make you come?”
“Yes,” she cried out, and a few seconds later she was there.
Her legs locked around him, she felt something inside her give way as she gasped in the rush of her orgasm. Her body drinking him in, he came, too, his moans drowning out hers as he gave his final thrusts. Then they collapsed together, spent and breathless.
Yasmine nuzzled her face into him as they caught their breath, her mind reeling with the implications of what she might start to hope for in their relationship now. Now that she knew how deeply she trusted him, how different she was sure he was from the men who’d never seen past her surface.
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