She lay on her back, the butt plug pushing in to her, filling her, making her crazy with want and desire. She was so wet, so crazed and aroused that she could feel her mind packing up and getting out of the way leaving only instinct to guide her. He did everything slowly tonight and it drove her crazy.
He took his time tying her hands and feet intentionally pressing his body to hers, letting her sense him, smell him and feel his breath on her skin as he stretched from one corner of the bed to the other. She just wanted him to take her, to fuck her fast and furious. She wanted the waiting to be over. This slow pace was killing her and he knew it.
The bastard!
Her bastard! The one she couldn't wait to see again. The one who preyed on her mind this whole week and kept her wet even during the most difficult of meetings. The man who knew exactly what she wants and what she needs. And right now he wasn't giving her either of those.
The bastard!
After tying her up he took off her blindfold, went over to the end of the bed and just stood there staring at her naked body spread on the bed before him. His wonderful toy, just waiting for him to come and play. She met his gaze "Please S..." she started to say but he raised his finger to his mouth and shook his head.
Not yet, he thought as he enjoyed the view wanting to soak in as much as he can. Not yet. Her tiny twitches and quiet moans are what dreams are made of. Those dreams that wake you up soaking wet and painfully hard. And he was painfully hard right now.
Slowly he got on the bed aware of her eyes following his every little step wondering what he'll do next. He positioned himself between her legs, putting a pillow beneath her ass and pushing a little on the butt plug, making her moan and squirm. He wanted to cover her in slow kisses from her legs to her neck just driving her even more crazy with desire but it would be too much for both of them. So he just went straight in. All the way. In one quick thrust.
Her body arched and her lips parted to let out a wonderful moan of pleasure. This is what she was waiting for. She was ready, ready to feel him fuck her, hard and fast. Ready to feel his desire and need pour into her and feed her hunger. But it didn't work like that. Not with Him anyway. The bastard!
He started fucking her slowly, moving in and out in long slow movements and after a few times, as he was all in he stopped. Just staying there without moving. Her cunt and ass full, her mouth open and her eyes pleading, begging... "Pl..."she gasped, moving against her restraints "please sir. PLEASE..."
"Don't move!" He warned her. "If you move again I'll come on your tits and tonight will be over". Don't move - he thought. If you move again I might cum so fast that your tits will have nothing to worry about. So please don't move.
He took a deep breath and felt her body immediately respond, strung high with anticipation. But he didn't move. He waited for the rush to subside, so he could continue for a little longer.
Her eyes were starting to fill up with tears of need and desire and he just couldn't take it anymore. He fucked her hard, lost in his need to claim her, her moans and cries edging him on. And then his hand went to her throat. In an instant she came so hard that her shivers brought on his own climax.
As he lay on top of her, his body pinning her to the bed, his heart racing as if he just finished a marathon seconds before hitting the wall, she gently moved her head towards him and quietly whispered in his ear "Did you miss me?"
Did I miss you?! You wonderful, amazing, teasing bitch! Did I miss you?! - He thought as he slowly prompted himself on his arms above her. Looking into her deep brown eyes with a wide wicked smile on his face he said "Nope. Not even for a second."