Open Windows

What was I doing, I didn't even know where the bedroom was, he hadn't even given me those directions. There was no way I was asking. I scurried out of the door and by process of elimination found the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, buried my head in the pillow, it smelt of him, that heady fragrance that I had smelt while he was holding me tight. My pussy did back flips, I composed myself and peeled down my jeans and removed my shirt as requested. I looked down at myself, stupid knickers but at least a half decent bra. My concentration was broken as the door opened and he stepped inside the room and just stood there, watching me as he leaned against the door. It felt kind of uncomfortable for a moment and I looked down to my hands, fiddling with my nails.

"Looks like you are becoming quite good at doing as you are told." He smiled. "Stand up."

A simple request, I obeyed.

"You really are quite beautiful." He swept my hair from my face. "You shouldn't hide behind all this."

Slipping his fingers down to each of my bra straps he slid them swiftly down my arms, leaning down to gently kiss my needy nipples, taking one in his mouth softly sucking until I gave a gasp of delight.

"So what do you think happens next?"

"I don't know?"

"Yes you do, you're the writer, you set the scene, tell the story"

"And you are the actor, you play the part. " I threw back at him.

He stood back for a moment. "Well done Elise, you certainly have an answer for everything."

I smiled, for as moment thinking that I had the upper hand. To be honest he could play this game all night and I would be quite willing, but in the context of the situation maybe it was better to play unwilling. Either way he would have known, but that was the point, we were both creators, I created words on a page; he created a character on a screen.

"So tell me Mr Firth, does that make me a bad girl?"

"It most certainly does!" He groaned, my words hitting the right place. I reached out to run my hands through his soft hair, down his neck and grabbed at his shirt collar, gripping his tie and undoing it slowly.

I unbuttoned every button slowly, whilst looking up at him and gently running my tongue against every inch of flesh that was revealed. Pulling the shirt from his back I tugged at his belt, his hand gently guided me down onto my knees and with shaking hands I unzipped him, my fingers slipping inside to stroke his cock up and down, my fingertips taking in every inch. His cock was already hard and I held my lips against the tip before licking a few times up and down to see the response. He gave a sigh and gripped my shoulder, holding me tight. I opened my mouth and took him deep, sucking on his cock right to the back of my throat yet each time he called out I put it teasingly back to my lips. I held his waist to stop him pushing towards me, licking the tip and sucking it between my lips, looking up at him all the time. Eventually he pulled back.

"On the bed." He panted, I hopped up and scurried to the top of the bed, he followed me, crawling across the sheets, his hands on my feet, thighs and waist on the way.

He ran his hands through my hair. "You are exceptionally good at that!"

"Why thank you." I ran a finger down his chest. He looked at me for a moment before pushing me back, my hands above my head. I closed my eyes for a moment waiting for him to release me but instead I felt soft fabric tightening around my wrists, I looked up to see I was well and truly connected to the metal headboard by the tie I had removed from him earlier.

"That's better." He looked down at me, pulling against the restraint. The more I fought against it, the more it turned him on. He turned his attention back to my nipples, biting and nipping as he sucked each one. He ran his tongue slowly down my stomach to the top of stupid pants. I gasped as he ripped them roughly from me, burying his head between my legs, his tongue teased around the edges, giving me a hint of what I wanted but not going any further. I arched my back, trying to pull him closer.

"Oh god please ..."

"Please what? What do you want?"

"You know exactly what I want!" I didn't feel the need to spell it out to him, he knew, he knew what I needed and the dark hunger in his eyes betrayed the fact that he had plenty of ideas of what he was going to do next.

He made me wait for what seemed like a lifetime before burying his tongue deep inside me, he knew how damn wet I was , he ran his tongue up over my clit, fleetingly at first, teasing moments sending pulses of arousal through my body. He stopped and looked up at me, leaning on his elbow, his hair all over the place.

"How wet are you already! You dirty little bitch, is that all for me? "He slid a finger slowly inside me, I sucked my breath in, this was what I needed and he knew that. He already knew how to read my reactions just as quickly as he had read my stories. All the time not breaking eye contact with me, I could see by the way he softly bit his lip that watching me writhing with pleasure at his fingertips was turning him on no end. He did not speak a word but simply stared at me as I threw my head back and rattled the bed post as I struggled to free my hands from their torment. I wanted to touch him and I couldn't.

"Untie me, please!" I breathed.

"No, not quite yet," He licked his lips and placing a hand on each of my hips he dipped his head down between my legs again. That man knew exactly how to hit the spot. His expert tongue took no time in bringing my clit to its limit, the waves building inside me. He gently circled my clit with his thumb whilst I could feel myself about to explode, moaning as I could feel the wetness. It only took a few movements across my swollen clit with his magical fingers to bring me to the edge.

I shrieked, pulling hard enough at my bonds to make the headboard rattle as my body shuddered and came. Delicious tingles flew up and down my body, leaving me shaking afterwards. He crawled up predatory style until he was face to face with me and kissed me, hard, deeply. I could taste myself on his tongue as he explored my mouth, his hand gripped in my hair, pulling me as close as possible. Panting, breathless we kissed; he pulled my hair so that my head flipped to the side. Pressing his face, hot and wet, close to my cheek.

"I'm going to fuck you until you come just as hard as that, but all over my cock." He growled in my ear. Those words alone set me off. "Don't move." He warned as he reached up to untie my hands. I obeyed, rubbing my wrists to get the feeling back in them. He moved back on top of me, teasing me again by sliding his full length up and down the length of my pussy, it slid freely; I was so wet for him. It was not long before he couldn't wait any longer and pushed slowly inside me.

"Please!" I gasped, grabbing at him and pulling him closer, anything to feel him deeper inside me. He fucked me slowly, deliberately. Slow enough that I could feel every inch move in and out.

"Maybe I shouldn't have untied you!" He smirked, enjoying the power he held over my pleasure. I gave a loud gasp as he pushed deeply all the way in; he grabbed my waist as I dug my nails into his chest. He kissed and nipped playfully at my neck, whispering in my ear. "You are a dirty little girl aren't you Elise. Just how I like it!"

I could feel he was close to the edge, his cock pulsing inside me.

"Turn over." He said suddenly, flipping me over on to my front. I grabbed a pillow to hold underneath me and buried my face in it as I felt his cock slipping up and down between my arse cheeks. He grabbed my hips, suddenly driving himself inside me, sending me forward to bite the pillow with desire. He filled me up completely, quickening his pace until I could feel that he was about to come.

I wriggled my bottom back against him, it still stung delightfully from earlier and each time he thrust against me it increased the tingly pain. In between my moans and screams of pleasure I could hear he was just as much aroused. If not by the way his hands held me so tight. I felt him tense up and grab my hair, pulling my head back roughly as he came deep inside me. That final act tripped me over the edge and I felt another orgasm pulse through me as we collapsed together on the bed.

I felt sweaty, my long hair stuck to my face. He pulled me in close to him, kissing the back of my neck, his fingers idly stroking my nipples. Both of us getting our breath back, I closed my eyes; sleep overwhelming me, his arm across my waist, his thumb softly stroking the skin around my belly button.

"I hear they might be changing the broadband code next week." He said softly.

"Really?" I smiled, wriggling closer to him. "I'll bear that in mind."