Page 43 of The Associate
Viv is squirming around on the bed, only her hands are restricted. I have no intention of her touching me tonight. It is going to be all about her and when I am done pleasing her, I am going to walk away. Just stick to the plan.What fucking plan, I think to myself as my hand explores her body.You have no fucking plan. I wish the voice would shut up and leave me alone.
“If you don’t stop moving around,” I growl, “I’ll have to find something to tie your feet up too.”
She looks at me with a wicked grin. Her leg moves upwards again. “Alright, you asked for it.”
I find the dress that I had ripped off her just moments ago and tear it in half again. Standing at the base of the bed, my cock straining to be free from my pants, I stare at her naked body in front of me. I take hold of her left ankle, wrap the fabric around her ankle and foot, and tying it to the bottom bedpost, repeating the same motion for the right. As I pull the fabric tighter around her leg, she lets out a surprised squeal. But I have tied the dress in a way that it isn’t going to hurt her if she moves too much.
Kneeling on the bottom of the bed, her body moves with the motion of the mattress compressing. She is so gorgeous. “What do you want, Princess?” I look at her, my eyes taking in all of her to save to the memory bank for later.
“Touch me,” she whispers.
“As you wish,” I smirk.
My hands run up her legs, tracing the lines of her hips and up to the base of her breasts. Her eyes flutter closed at the touch. Pinching her left nipple in my right hand, I bring my lips down to her other nipple, nipping at it with my teeth. Her body instantly responds. “Oh Mason,” she moans.
Something about her moaning my name does something to my body. If I could get any harder, the zipper of my pants would burst. I slide my hand under her hips, lifting them towards my face. My lips trail down her body to the inner part of her thigh.
My teeth nip her clit, and she flinches. I reach my hand down to undo the button on my pants, needing to release the pressure pushing against the not-so-stretchy fabric.
I am hungry for her. I need to taste her.
My tongue runs up her slit, her taste short-circuiting my brain. “Fuuuck baby, you taste better than my wildest dreams.”
I have to have every part of her, I can’t get enough. She pushes her hips up towards my mouth and, even tied up, she is still able to move enough to grind against my face. I growl against her wet pussy, my left hand running up her body again, playing with her breast, and my right runs up and down the wetness of her slit.
My tongue flicks her clit as I slide a finger inside her. I start with one to see how tight she is, but she only moans and, with a breathy voice, she begs for more.
How many times has she done this before? Her body is responding to every movement. She is confident in her body.
I slide another finger inside her. My eyes watch her as I suck at her clit. Her head rolls back into the pillows. Moans fill the room, the scent of her arousal making my mind go crazy. I am going to come right here in my underwear if I’m not careful.
“Oh Mason, don’t stop.” Her voice is becoming shaky as my fingers move against her G-spot. “Please, fuck… please don’t… fuck… don’t stop.”
I feel the walls of her needy cunt starting to clamp down on my fingers. Her body is starting to convulse. She is close and I’m going to get her there.
“That’s it, Princess,” I growl. “Come for me, come all over my fingers.”
Her body shakes under my touch. With that one command, she lets out a scream as she comes.
My fingers now wet with her juices, I bring them up to my lips and lick my fingers one by one. A popping sound rings out as each finger heaves my lips. “Mm, so fucking sweet.” My voice is deep, full of lust. “What do you think, sweetheart?”
I place my fingers against her lips and she parts them, allowing me to slide my fingers into her mouth. “So fucking hot,” I groan as she sucks her juices right off my fingers.
“So sweet,” she breathes. “Now fuck me Mason, please, I’m begging you.” Her eyes plead with me.
I stand up off the bed, looking down at her nakedness, allowing my eyes to trail towards her wet, needy cunt. I rip my dress shirt open, buttons flying, before I slide out of my pants. The second they hit the floor, I kneel on the bed again, moving my way up. My right hand plays with her clit again, making her already-sensitive body move toward me.
“You want more, do you, sweetheart?” I kiss her collarbone, up her jawline, to the bottom of her ear. “How much do you want more?”
Her hips push up against mine, my cock jerking, knowing she is so close to me. “I want it all,” she moans. “I want you.”
My hand moves from her pussy to her throat and I squeeze gently. “You will always have me.” My hand tightens again slightly against her throat.Does she like it?“I will always have you bound, exposed and at my mercy. You will lose yourself in me and I will make you mine with every scream.”
I feel her throat bob under my hand as she swallows. My dick pushes against her, still restricted by my underwear. “Beg me for it,” I whisper.
“Please, Mason,” she starts, and then her eyes open and she looks at me. This time with a look of fear. “Mason… you’re… choking…”
She doesn’t have to finish that sentence, I know exactly what I’m doing. I release her throat and she inhales a large breath of air.
