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Bethany stood beside the nearly waist tall bed, bent over the edge with her elbows resting on the bedspread. Her attention was on the kindle in her hands, as she got caught up in the story unfolding in her mind's eye. She was only vaguely aware that she was moving her hips, mindlessly dancing to the music being pumped through the earphones in her ears as she read.

She jumped, startled when Zach moved up behind her and dropped one hand on her waist. She turned and smiled at him, pulling one ear bud loose. "What's up?"

"Nothing, just seeing what you're up to."

"Just reading." She stood straight and gave him a brief kiss on the cheek then put the earphone back in her ear and turned back to the book as he turned and left the room, he had things he needed to get done.

Bethany don't know how long she'd been reading when she felt him move up behind her again. A hand pressed down on her back, while hips pressed against her from behind. She felt the thick erection fitting into the cleft of her thighs through her skirt. She tried to stand, but the hand on the back of her neck kept her upper body flat against the bed. The ereader fell silently onto the bed, forgotten.

The music still blasting in her ears prevented her from hearing anything as he took one hand then the other and pulled them behind her back, binding them together with something soft yet strong. She tugged several times, testing the strength of her bonds, but couldn't break free.

She laid her head on the bed, on cheek against the cotton bedspread as the hem of her skirt brushed her leg as Zach lifted it. He gathered the thin material as he went and left it bunched around her waist. The wind from the ceiling fan tickled the bare skin on the backs of her legs. Zach slid a up the inside of her thigh then smoothed it over the cheek of Bethany's ass.

The hand on her back stayed put as Zach hooked a finger in the waistband of her tiny lace panties and slipped them off her hips, letting them fall to pool at her feet. She was started to getting into the game and rolled her hips, searching for something more. Zach's warm hand smoothed over one cheek and she stilled, content with the contact, though impatient for more. The hand moved away and she waited breathless for what would come next.

The sting of a hand coming down against her bare ass made Bethany gasp in surprise. She tried to stand again, but the hand on her back was firm and reminded her to stay put. She knew she could say no at any time, but if she did, Zach would stop, that was the last thing she wanted.

Resigned, she relaxed against the bed and waited. The second blow wasn't unexpected but it was harder, her skin heated and moisture pooled between her thighs.

Zach's hand smoothed over her skin, pausing for a moment where the smacks had landed. She took a deep breath and relaxed against the bed, waiting for what would come next.

The next blow vibrated through her body and a low moan echoed through her head. Bethany slowly realized that she have to have made it to hear it over the hard rock still playing in her ears. Several more blows rained over her back side, never hitting the same spot twice, until her skin was hot and burning.

He smoothed a hand over her reddened backside again, soothing the sting from the repeated blows. The hand was cool against her heated skin. She whimpered, not in pain, but in anticipation of what would come next. His hand dipped between her thighs siding easily through the slickness that leaked from her.

Zach pushed once on her back, then slid his hand up to cup the back of her head and push once more against it, telling her without words that he wanted her to stay there.

Bethany nodded.

Zach pulled his hand away slowly, trailing one finger over her cheek as he went. She felt his body shift and he moved to stand directly behind her, only touching her with both hands resting on her hips just below where her skirt still pooled around her waist.

Lightly, Zach trailed both hands down the outside of Bethany's hips and down the backs of her legs, coming to rest just above her knees. Gently, he urged her knees apart.

Bethany shifted her feet, moving them so she stood exposed to his view, her face still resting on the pale bedspread. She held her breath, wondering what he would do next. She flinched when his hot wet tongue ran the full length of her slit, then started again, circling her clit for a moment before continuing on.

Her legs shook. She knew she wouldn't last long at the rate he was going.

Zach settled his mouth over her core. He licked and teased his tongue over and around her clit.

Bethany's knees weakened and the only things that kept her from falling was his hands on her thighs and that most of her weight rested on the bed. He back arched and her body seized as a wave of intense pleasure washed through her.

She was still lost in the sensations of her body when Zach stood and stepped back. He easily unbuttoned the fly on his jeans and shoved the heavy denim down his thighs. He moved behind her once more, running one palm over the still heated skin of her ass once more before lining his cock up with her opening and pushing barely inside.

He bent over her, smoothing the hair away from her face before meeting her eye.

"Please." Bethany's voice was barely above a whisper. She lifted her hips, trying to take more of him, but he wasn't ready for that.

Zach worked the very tip of his erection in and out of her cunt, teasing her while enjoying watching the way her fingers curled, her hands still bound in the small of her back. Reaching up, he used one deft hand in the middle of her back to unhook her bra, then he reached around her torso and tugged the cups along with the loose neck of her peasant blouse down until her round breasts spilled into his hands. Cupping them both at once, he teased his fingers over her sensitive nipples, pinching and playing until they were both hard, puckered buttons.

Squeezing the flesh of her breasts in both hands, he sank his cock deep in her pussy in one smooth, slow thrust. Her slick heat clamped around him as he slowly pulled out once more.

Bethany whimpered and lifted her hips, not wanting him to leave her. She tugged at her hands, but unable to free them she curled her fingers into his shirt.

Zach thrust back inside her using his firm grip on her breasts for leverage he drove hard, the tip of his cock hitting the responsive spot deep inside that he knew would drive her crazy. He established a swift, hard pace, and shoved himself in and out of her body with rough but careful movements.

She cried out, moaning and sighing and when he knew she was close to the edge he squeezed her breasts hard. There would be bruises later, but he knew she wouldn't care. She exploded around him, her cunt clamping and squeezing his cock while the rest of her body arched and seized. Her breath caught.

Zach grinned and slowed his thrusts slightly, setting a slower, less intense pace so she would have a chance to recover. For a moment, she lay limp and panting beneath him, but he didn't stop moving. Releasing her abused breasts, he slid his hands down her sides and over the mound of cloth that was her skirt, coming to rest on either side of her hips. Taking a hold of her there he slowly levered himself back and forth, taking his time while she built back up to the peak she'd reached before. Then, reaching one arm around her he used one finger to softly rub over the sensitive nub a the top of her slit. He tormented her with a light touch for several moments watching her twitch and arch toward him searching for more. The fast, hard rock still pumping directly into her ears. She started to clench around him and he knew she was close again. This time she wouldn't finish alone. Through with the teasing he flicked his finger over her clit, once, twice, still pumping his hips, driving into her. He canted his hips, changing the angle so his cock stroked over the sensitive spot near the front of her with each thrust.

She gasped and her body spasmed beneath him. Her pussy clenched around him and he couldn't hold back any longer. Pressing himself all the way into her tight core he started to erupt. He held still for several moments, until his orgasm had passed and his legs had once again stabilized beneath him.

Bending over her again, he placed a soft kiss on Bethany's cheek and moved away, withdrawing himself from her body. He pushed his jeans off and stepped out of them before heading to the sink. A moment later, Zach returned, damp washcloth in hand. He carefully cleaned her up, untied her hands, and removed the earphones from her ears. Taking her electronics, he shut off the music before setting them aside. He moved her pliant body gently, removing her clothes then standing her beside the bed, holding her up with one hand while he peeled back the covers. She was content to let him do whatever he wanted with her, she had no will to move or do anything for herself.

He lifted her easily into his arms, gave her a soft kiss on the nose then laid her relaxed and replete body in the middle of the bed. Tugging his t-shirt over his head, he climbed in beside her and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her shoulder and listened to her thundering heart slow as she drifted off to sleep.