“I waited all damned night for you to wake up,” he growled then, his hand reaching out to spear through the tangled mass of hair at the side of her head. “I need you, Courtney.”

He hadn’t said he wanted her. He hadn’t said he was going to fuck her. He said he needed her. Everything inside her clenched in hope, even as her lips opened, a ragged moan passing them as the broad head of his cock entered.

Her tongue swiped against the ultra-soft underside as the hardened flesh jerked against it. His hands clenched in her hair as she braced one hand on the mattress beneath her, the fingers of the other curling around the thick base.

“Good girl,” he whispered, his voice tight with lust as she took as much of his erection as she dared into the dark confines of her mouth. “You have the sweetest mouth, baby. So soft and hot, like silk and fire.”

Her pussy throbbed at the words as she stared up at him, seeing the narrowed intensity of his gaze, the fiery hunger of his lust.

She tightened her lips around him, suckling at him slowly, easily, moaning at the clean male taste of his dark flesh.

“How pretty.” His voice was a heated caress to her senses. “Seeing your mouth stretched open by my cock, your pretty face all flushed and hungry. You’re pushing me, baby. Pushing me further than you want to.” He jerked against her as her hand stroked along the shaft until she came to that taut sac below. “Fuck yeah. There’s a good girl.”

She palmed his balls, her lips sucking noisily at his erection as he wrapped his fingers far enough along the thick stalk to keep from choking her as his thrusts began to increase.

Courtney whimpered in painful arousal as she tightened her thighs against the ache in her pussy.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you this morning, Courtney?” he asked her, his voice rough as he drove his cock into her mouth. “I’m going to fuck your pretty mouth first. Watch your eyes go all dark and round as I spill my come down your throat. And you’re going to take it, aren’t you, baby? Take it and love it.”

God yes. She wanted it. She hungered for him. All of him.

“When I’m finished, I’m going to fuck your ass, Courtney.” He sounded tormented now, tortured. “I’ve tried not to, sweetheart. God knows I have. But I need it.”

She sucked his cock deeper, her rear tingling at the thought, the blood rushing through her system as she began to moan at the anticipation. This was what she needed, what she had longed for. Ian, hungry, intent on satisfying the hungers that raged through them both. Dominant. Fierce.

He chuckled, the sound stark and filled with lust.

“You like the thought of that, don’t you, sweetheart? My cock digging into your ass, stretching you, making you scream from the sensation. Is that what you want?”

Yes! She screamed the word silently as she took him deeper, to her throat, so hungry now for the taste of him that the need was ravenous, out of control.

“You don’t have to watch another suck me anymore, Courtney. It’s all yours for now, darling.” He was moving faster, his cock hardening as she licked, sucked, the sounds of her pleasure, of his, echoing around her.

He reached down, moving her fingers from where they caressed his balls, and curling them in place about his shaft as he moved his hand to her head. Both hands were now tangled in her hair, holding her in place as he began to fuck her mouth harder, faster.

Courtney could feel the warnings of his release then, the pulse and throb of the head as it glanced the entrance to her throat, the surge of blood through the thick veins against her tongue, the near bruising hardness.

“Harder,” he ordered roughly, his fingers tightening in her hair, tugging at the strands and sending fiery streaks of sensation spearing through her head. “Suck it harder, baby. I’m going to come. Fuck, Courtney…yes, baby…suck it, baby… I’m going to come…”

He tensed, driving the erection into her mouth with several hard, shallow thrusts before he threw his head back and she felt his semen began to erupt from his cock. Fierce, a touch of salty male perfection and dark lust, the taste of him was addictive as it filled her mouth, the hard pulses of his release dragging fractured moans of pleasure from him as she consumed him.

She held onto the fierce male flesh as long as he allowed it, her mouth moving easily on him, drawing each drop of his semen from the tip of his cock until he moved back, pulling free from her with a reluctant moan.

His lips quirked. A bittersweet smile as he held her head in place, staring down at her.

“When I let you go, I want you in the center of the bed, on your stomach, your arms and legs spread. Will you do this for me, Courtney?”

She would walk through fire for him.

She nodded slowly.

“I won’t go easy on you.” His voice lowered, throbbed with greedy lust. “Understand that now, if you do this, I won’t go easy. I’m too hungry…”

“Ian, I won’t break.” She slid her hands slowly up his thighs, her lips moving to the tight, hard planes of his stomach. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

His abdomen clenched as she spoke.

“Just this.” His hands tightened in her hair, his body tightening further. “Everything I can give you, no matter what.”

Everything I can give you. He had emphasized that. Alone. Just him. When she knew they both craved so much more.

“Do as I said.” He moved back from her then, releasing her as he moved away from her. “Center of the bed.”

She did as he ordered, feeling him jerk the sheet and comforter out of the way as she lay on her stomach in the very center as he prepared the bed. The pillows were thrown to the floor, and seconds later the rattle of chains took her breath away.

“I’m going to restrain you.” He wrapped a padded cuff around one wrist and secured the Velcro closure. “There’s plenty of slack in the chains for now.”

He moved to her ankle and secured the restraint there, before repeating it on the other side. Seconds later, she was held to the bed by the chains. They were thick enough to hold her in place, yet not so thick as to be cumbersome.

“Excellent.” He patted her bottom before moving from her line of vision.

The sound of a drawer opening had her senses sharpening, her breathing escalating as she heard him return to the bed.

“I’m going to blindfold you.”

She gasped as the dark cloth slid over her eyes and was quickly tied in the back.

“Your other senses become sharper, more clear when you can’t see your surroundings,” he whispered. “Every touch, every sound, is amplified. It makes the anticipation climb higher, the sensations striking harder through your flesh.” He tied it quickly behind her head. “You have no idea how hard it makes me, Courtney, seeing you like this, laid out for whatever I desire, unable to fight the pleasure. Knowing you’ll be lost among the sensations I can give you.”

She whimpered at the sound of his voice, the anticipation rising within it as she fought to find a glimmer of light within the sudden darkness surrounding her.

“Ian!” A sharp exclamation of surprise left her lips as his hand landed heavily on her rear.

He chuckled in response.

“Are you paying attention, baby?”

“Duh!” She snorted at the question, the cheek of her ass tingling with fiery pleasure.

Her pussy was growing wetter by the second, and she swore her nipples were poking holes in the mattress.

“Come here.” The bed dipped beside her as she felt his arm slide beneath her, lifting her until she rested on her hands and knees. Just barely. She had to strain to stay in place as the chains tightened and she felt him lay beside her, his hair stroking the sensitive flesh of her arm as his head moved beneath her.

“Perfect,” he whispered, his breath heated and moist, caressing her nipple a second before his tongue curled around it.

Courtney jerked, crying in out in surprise as the pleasure nearly sent her careening into a release of her own.

He licked slowly, his tongue rasping the hard peak for long seconds. Then his mouth surrounded her, drawing on her tightly, near painful shards of pleasure streaking from her nipple to her womb with each sucking motion of his mouth.

Her head tossed, the pleasure wrapping around her, extreme, near painful in its intensity. Then just as quickly, it was gone.

She could hear him breathing, the sound harsh as she strained to hear him.

“Such a good little girl,” he whispered, moving up beneath her body as she shook with blind tremors of anticipation. “Give me your lips, Courtney. Kiss me, baby.”

She lowered her head frantically then, searching, finding his lips as the hunger overwhelmed her. Lips and tongues fought to get closer, to eat at the passion rising hot and fierce between them. No, not passion. But something much more fierce, more elemental. It became more than desire, more than hunger as she bucked in his embrace, her nipples rasping over his chest, her lips held and controlled by his as his tongue tasted every dewy inch of her mouth and tongue.

“No. Don’t,” she cried out as he broke the contact, searching frantically for his lips.

He found hers instead. Sipping. Nipping. He refused to take her fully, to give her the hard, dominant force of the kiss she pleaded for.

Courtney groaned in frustration as he moved again, pulling from beneath her, forcing her to hold herself in place as his hands stroked along her body. He palmed her breasts, his fingers flicking at the hard nipples.

“I could suck at those tight little tips all day,” he whispered at her shoulder. “But there’s so much more to explore, Courtney. So many ways I need to pleasure you.”

So many ways she wanted to be pleasured.

“Stay still.” She felt him moving to her rear, his hand stroking over it gently. “First, we get you ready.”

“Oh God. Ian…”

She could feel him stretching out on the bed, his damp hair caressing her thigh as his head moved between her legs.

“Stay still.” He slapped her ass as she moved to lower her pussy to his mouth.

Courtney bit her lip, straightening, panting for breath as one hand curved along her buttocks, spreading the cheeks slowly as the other moved closer.

Every muscle she possessed began to scream in pleasure as she felt the narrow tip of the lubricating tube began to slide slowly inside the tight entrance of her ass.

“Relax…” His breath caressed her clit, causing her to jerk in reaction.

She could feel her juices gathering, dripping along the lips of her pussy as he murmured his appreciation. His tongue—was it his tongue?—swiped over the drenched folds, gathering the creamy excess as it lingered on her flesh. He never truly touched her, but made her mad for more even as she felt the nozzle sliding deeper inside her.

“We’re just going to play a little bit,” he whispered, his breath searing the folds. “I’m going to fuck you nice and slow as I spread the lubrication inside you. And while I’m doing that, I’m going to do this…”

The nozzle slid back, spreading the cooling gel as his tongue swiped through the narrow, cream-laden slit of her cunt before wrapping around her clit. She would have come off the bed from the sensations if the restraints weren’t holding her in place. She shuddered, a hoarse scream leaving her lips as the pleasure tore through her with the force of lightning, searing every nerve ending she possessed before he drew back and slid the nozzle deep inside her ass again, causing her to buck against the pleasure of the penetration.

“Mmm… Your juices are dripping from your pussy, Courtney. I don’t even have to touch you to taste the sweetness.”

Tremors raced up her spine as the muscles of her anus clenched on the nozzle. He moved it again, drawing back as she tightened, expecting the feel of his tongue. It never came. The nozzle slid inside her again as he began to fuck her with slow, easy strokes, squeezing small amounts of the lubrication inside her as he moved.