A breathy moan floated past her lips. “You’re giving off total daddy vibes.”
Huffing out a laugh, I countered, “That would’ve been a lot hotter if I hadn’t heard you call your own father daddy.”
Bristol stepped closer, and I discarded my laptop on the coffee table. She practically purred as she situated herself on my lap. “Maybe I’m finally seeing the appeal of older men.”
“Men?” I reared back. “I’m sorry, young lady, but there better be only one oldermanyou’re interested in.”
Her brilliant blue eyes sparkled. “Jealous?”
“Very,” I growled, nipping at her neck.
“I like that,” she breathed out, tilting her head to the side, giving me greater access.
“You’re mine, Bristol. Don’t you ever forget it.” My lips brushed against her soft skin as I spoke.
“Are you done working yet?”
“I am now.” I pulled her hips down over my lap so she couldfeel how hard I was for her.
She clutched the back of my head as she shamelessly ground down on me, moaning as the hard ridge of my cock rubbed against her core. I stood, keeping her in my arms as I crossed the house to her bedroom and deposited her on the bed.
Bristol licked her lips as I reached up to undo my tie before tossing it aside. Her gaze landed on the discarded silk as I removed my shirt and pants. Left only in my boxer briefs, I crawled to where she lay, tangling my hands in her hair and capturing her lips in a heated kiss. She sighed, opening to allow my tongue inside to battle with hers.
When she pressed against my chest, I rolled to my back, allowing her to situate herself atop me. The mental image of her riding me, her tits bouncing as her head dropped back in pleasure, had me thrusting my hips, desperate to feel her pussy molding around my cock.
“I need to be inside you, baby. Right fucking now.”
Extending an arm, she reached over to the bedside table. Excitement flared inside me at the thought of her bringing out one of her toys, but it was quickly replaced with confusion when she held up my tie.
“I want to try something.” Bristol chewed her lip as she gauged my reaction to her proposition.
Fuck me. If she wanted me to tie her up, I was all in.
“Hell yes.” I reached for the fabric, which she quickly pulled over her head.
A wicked gleam entered her eyes. “Will you let me tie you up?”
“Me?” I wasn’t sure I’d heard her correctly.
Balling up the silk so I couldn’t snatch it away, she pressed her lips against the skin of my chest, trailing a path of kisses until she reached the waistband of my underwear, licking along that line, and I groaned.
“I want to drive you as insane as you drive me. Will you let me?” She peeked up at me, and when I caught sight of her hopeful expression, I knew I was a goner.
Swallowing hard, I nodded. “Okay.”
“Really?” Her eyes widened. She wasn’t the only one surprised I was willing to relinquish control. But I needed her to know she was always safe with me. That I would give her anything she wanted or needed.
Instead of using words, I lifted my hands toward her slatted headboard, offering myself up to be restrained. I was rewarded with the sexiest smile curving on her lips as she crawled up my body to tie my hands together before affixing them to the bed frame.
Her tits were right in my face, and I couldn’t help craning my neck to nip at them through the thin silk.
“Maddox!” she screeched, jumping back.
“What?” I teased. “You’re taking away my hands. You gonna gag me too?”
One of her eyebrows arched as she considered it. “Don’t tempt me.”
Smug, I taunted, “You love my mouth too much. You love it when I talk dirty to you. You love it when I bury my tongue in your delicious pussy.”
