This story was written without the knowledge or consent of Leland Chapman, no offense or harm is meant to him. That said, please enjoy!
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"Hey baby! How's it?" I called out from the kitchen as I heard Leland come through the front door. "You thirsty?"
"Fine. Yeah, toss me a water will ya?" He replied gruffly.
"No luck with Colby, I take it?" I asked as I tossed him a bottle from the fridge.
"We were so damn close today. I could feel him there! We've been at this three days now. I was looking forward to hearing the satisfying 'click' of my cuffs tonight." He said as he swung a kitchen chair around and sat down.
I walked to him and tossed a long shapely leg over his, straddling his lap and held my wrists in front of him "So, go for it!" I said teasingly, giving him a wicked grin.
"Yeah right." He said, flashing his gorgeous smile.
"Aw come on. It'll make you feel better! You said you were looking forward to hearing that 'click'. Come on. Cuff me, Leland!" I said quoting one of my favorite fan T-shirts.
Grabbing his cuffs off the table, he slapped them on my outstretched wrists. They closed loosely around my hands with a loud 'click, click'. "All right sista, you going downtown now." He said chuckling.
"Oh Leland please . . . " I pleaded with him, raising my voice to a sexy purr. "I know I shoulda called, but I had a client I had to see! I couldn't pass it up. I made 300 bucks for that one turn. I can't go back to jail. Do you know what they do to pretty girls like me there!" I continued playing my role. "I'll do anything not go back to jail." As I finished my line I slid off his lap and knelt on the floor before him.
"Anything huh?"
"I'd rather go down here, than go downtown!" I said as I reached in his lap and unzipped the navy cargo pants he was wearing. I slid my warm hand inside to grasp his stiffening shaft.
Leland slid to the edge of the chair to give me better access. I leaned forward to take his cock in between my lips. The sharp intake of his breath told me he was enjoying our little game as much as I was. I loved giving him head and continued with gusto. As I ran my tongue around his shaft, it thickened with each stroke. Leland began to moan as I took him deeper into my throat.
Using my cuffed hands I played with his balls and gently stroked them. When I pulled back, I tickled the head of his cock with my tongue before taking him in my mouth again. As I brought my head down, I snaked my tongue around his balls making him moan even louder. I pulled back, releasing him from the warm wet recesses of my mouth.
"So do we have a deal?" I questioned getting back into my role.
" Oh god don't stop! Huh?" He said after a minute, trying to figure out what I meant.
"You won't take me back to jail right? I let you fuck me and you let me go?" I asked as I held the cuffs up in front of him.
"Oh yeah . . .yeah I guess just this once I'll let you go." He laughed. "I didn't realize you were into bondage, babe." Leland said as he reached for the keys to the cuffs. "Thanks, I do feel better though!"
"I'm glad you feel better, I thought you would. And I'm not really into bondage, but I thought it might be fun! You mean to tell me you've never thought about it? You've carried those things every day for years and it's never crossed your mind?" I asked in disbelief as I pulled back before he could unlock the cuffs. Leland just dropped his gaze from mine and he turned an adorable shade of pink. "Ah ha so you have! Did it or just thought about it?"
"Yeah the thought's crossed my mind once or twice, but I've never actually done it." He said still not looking at me. He again tried to reach for the cuffs to unlock them. "Are you saying you'd want to?" He asked quietly as he looked at me for the first time since I brought it up. There was a glimmer of hope in his beautiful chocolate-kiss eyes.
"I'll try anything once, twice if I like it!" I said as I got to my feet and reached for his shirt. Pulling gently, he stood up and met my waiting mouth in a searing kiss. His soft lips pressed against mine and our tongues met in a fierce battle for control. I ran my still cuffed hands under his T-shirt gently raking his chest with my nails. Deepening our kiss, I pressed closer to him, feeling his shaft hard and ready, pushing against my jeans. "Mmm." I moaned into our kiss. Breaking the kiss I panted, "More!"
Leland took the cuffs in his left hand and gently stretched mine above my head. Dipping his head to gently catch my left nipple with his teeth, nipping tenderly he teased me. Releasing the left one he caught the right nipple as I cried out in pleasure. Again he released my nipple and dipped his head even lower. Leland caught the hem of my shirt in his teeth and dragged it upwards, following it with his right hand. His touch was feather soft, barely brushing my skin. The touch, or almost lack of, drove me mad with desire.
"Oh god, please touch me, Leland!" I cried out trying to get him to stop teasing me. He laughed a deep sexy chuckle and dropped my shirt back over my chest. He pulled his hand back out from my shirt and released my hands.
"Keep them up there." He said looking at me with dark intent in his gaze. He began to undo the buttons down the front of my blouse. After opening my blouse he turned and grabbed the keys from the table and then taking my hands, he pulled me gently forward toward the bedroom we shared.
"Sit." He said, once there, pointing to the foot of our 4-poster brass bed. I sat next to the post as he opened the cuffs. Turning, he set the key on the bedside table and then sat on the chair near the bed. "Strip for me, baby."
I stood and turned my back to him, dropping one shoulder to let my shirt slip off to one side. I turned slowly, dropping my head down gazing at the floor. When I was facing him, I raised my face and tossed my hair around behind me with a gentle 'swish'. I rolled my other shoulder back allowing the other side of my shirt to fall back. Keeping eye contact with Leland I pulled my arms out of the sleeves and let the blouse flutter like a leaf to the floor. Next I slid my hands slowly down my neck to graze the inner soft flesh of my bra-clad breasts.
Further down they traveled, caressing my stomach as they reached for my jeans. I popped the button open and blew him a kiss as I turned away from him once again. Away from his gaze I slid the zipper down and began to inch the jeans down over my hips.