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  yourself a little more," he says with a grin.

  "When I get out of these ties, you should watch yourself."

  He sighs. "You issue so many threats, little girl, and with so little follow-through."

  "You answer the question about first loves," I retort.

  "That's easy," he says, stroking me again. "I've never been in love. Next question."

  "You've never been in love?"

  "Is that so hard to believe?" he asks. "Have you?"

  "I don't believe in love."

  He laughs. "Why am I not surprised?"

  "I'm disappointed. I'd hate to think I'm predictable."

  "You're predictable as fuck, sweetheart," he growls.

  "Oh, yeah?" That's all I can come up with, because his fingers are doing their work, bringing me so close to the edge that I can taste it.

  "That's right. In fact, I predict that you're going to come on my fingers," he says, dipping his head down to my clit as he strokes me faster and faster. He tongues my clit as his fingers bring me higher and higher. I'm so close, and the closer I get the more I struggle against the ties that bind me, trying to regain any semblance of control of my own pleasure. But they just cut into my skin the more I resist them. "I also predict that after you come on my fingers, I'm going to slide my cock into that pretty little cunt of yours and make you come again."

  "You don't know anything about me, Max," I whisper, but then he's pressing on that spot inside me and sucking my clit into his mouth and I'm doing exactly what he just said I would do. I'm crying out his name as I come, my hips bucking against his face as my orgasm tears through me like an electric current, too strong to think about anything else except my own pleasure.

  He doesn't wait for me to stop pulsing around his fingers before he pulls them from my pussy and puts them in his mouth, licking them from the base to the tips. "So fucking sweet," he notes before dipping between my legs again to bathe my pussy with his tongue, murmuring about how good I taste.

  I squirm underneath his mouth, frustrated because the sensation is agonizing. "It's too much, too much," I protest, my thighs squeezing the sides of his head to get him to stop.

  He just laughs, putting his mouth over my entrance and sucking hard. "Every drop of you is mine, Alexandra."

  "I'm too sensitive," I tell him, whimpering.

  "Good," he growls. "Think about that the next time you decide to wear a see-through dress to a club. Do it again and I'll turn you over my knee and spank your ass until you're sore. After that, I'll tie you to the bed and make you come until you can't come anymore."

  I swallow a laugh because the prospect of that is hilarious and ridiculous. "A million orgasms as torture?" It's not so funny, I realize immediately, not with him between my legs right now tormenting me the way he just did. The sensations are too intense; a million orgasms would be torture.

  "Try me," he growls, and he slaps my pussy lightly with his hand, sending a little shock of pain through me that makes me want more.

  "I do want to try you," I tell him, giving his cock a meaningful glance. "I want to taste you."

  I want to suck his cock with my wrists and ankles attached to the bed, and that desire must be written all over my face.

  "You want me to take your mouth the way I did in the stable," he says slowly. "But right now like this, I'd be completely in control of you. You'd be powerless to stop me from doing whatever I wanted, from fucking your mouth exactly how I want to. You understand that."

  I nod, desire rushing through me. I didn't know how much I wanted exactly this before. I couldn't have known how much I'd want it.

  He lets out a low moan, moving to straddle me, positioning himself so his cock is near my lips but not quite touching. Pre-cum glistens on his thick head, beading at the tip. "Do you trust me?" he asks.

  I nod, even as my heart stops beating. He's right that having my hands bound together in the stable was a whole different experience from being completely immobilized, the way I am right now.

  Right now, I'm entirely his to use.

  And I want him to use me for his pleasure.

  I open my mouth, arching my back so I can just barely touch the tip of my tongue to his cock where pre-cum leaks from the tip. He tastes so familiar already, and the taste causes heat to surge between my legs, a nearly automatic response apparently already developing.

  "Greedy little girl," he chides, but he gives me what I want. His cock slides between my lips, just a little bit at first as he tests me, but it's not long before I'm relaxing for him more and more. His hands go to my hair, threading it between his fingers, pulling and gripping me tightly as he thrusts into my mouth. At first, he takes my mouth gently, carefully, and slowly, taking his time and looking down at me, his eyes searching mine for any hint of discomfort. "Greedy for my dick, aren't you? You like me fucking your mouth like this, don't you?"

  I can't do anything except moan my response, my mouth filled with him as he slides in and out. The only sounds in the room are our moans and the wetness created by his cum and my mouth.

  If my hands weren't bound, if I could reach to touch him, I'd wrap my hand around his shaft and stroke the base of his cock. I would slide my fingers between my legs to touch myself, because the longer he's in my mouth the more the void between my legs becomes unbearable.

  "I want to fill this greedy little mouth up with my cum, Alexandra," he groans as he fucks my mouth deeper. I force my throat to relax, to take him in as deeply as he gives it to me, and I'm strangely pleased when he begins to lose control, fucking my mouth faster as he grasps my hair tightly.

  The thought of him exploding into my mouth only makes me want him more, and I moan my desire for him.

  But he stops suddenly with a sharp gasp. "I want your pussy more," he declares, pulling his cock from my mouth and dismounting me. I groan my disappointment as he disappears for a moment, then returns, rolling a condom onto his length. "Are you ready for me?"

  I'm aching for you.

  "I'm so wet," I reply softly.

  He tests me, straddling me as his fingers go between my legs. "You're so fucking wet for me all the time," he murmurs, teasing my entrance with his cock. "But right now you're soaked for this because of the way you're lying here, spread and tied up for me."

  "Yes," I breathe, arching my hips as he presses against me with the head of his large cock, but he only gives in an inch, pushing inside me just barely in order to torture me. I can't wrap my legs around his waist and pull him into me. I can't slide my hands around his neck and bring him down to me.

  I'm wholly powerless.

  "Tell me how much you want my cock inside you, Alexandra," he demands. "Say it."

  "I want …" I start, my voice drifting off.

  I want.

  Those are the only words I have right now.

  "Beg me for it."

  "Please," I say, my voice a whimper. "I want you to fuck me like this, tied up and waiting for you."

  "Such a good, polite little girl. I love hearing you say please." Then plunges his cock deep inside me. I inhale sharply at the sensation, made even more acute by the way my legs are spread, by how I'm pinned to the mattress. His large cock fills me all the way up, his balls slapping against me as he begins to fuck me, slowly at first before he gains momentum. "I could keep you like this, you know. I could tie you up and keep you at my mercy, my little fuck doll to do whatever I like with."

  My little fuck doll.

  His words should be totally repulsive. They shouldn't make me hotter. They shouldn't send heat surging through every inch of my body. The thought of him tying me up and using me solely for his pleasure shouldn't make my pussy swell the way it does around his cock.

  He feels my response, and it turns him on. He thrusts harder and deeper inside me, and I'm moaning louder and louder as he fucks me into oblivion. "You love the idea of being my little fuck doll," he says, his voice thick. "You love the idea of me fucking you whenever I want and however I want."

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