Games We Play by Dana Isaly

Chapter Seven

With her confession that she liked everything I did to her, I carried her out of the pool, her luscious thighs wrapped tightly around me. Thank God I knew my way around my own place well enough that I could walk through it blind. Because she wasn’t letting go of my mouth. And I didn’t want her to.

I wrapped her hair around my fist and squeezed, trying to get as much of the excess water out of her hair as possible before going inside and taking her to my bedroom. I flicked one of the switches on the wall, and the room lit up a deep red. She broke the kiss and looked around and laughed.

“More LEDs? How cliché,” she said a little breathlessly before crashing into my mouth again. The head of my dick was barely touching her hot center, driving me fucking insane. I couldn’t wait to sink into her and feel her clutch around me.

“Would you like your reward for being a good girl earlier?” I asked as I sat her down on my bed. She leaned back on her elbows and put one foot up on the bed, spreading her pussy open for me. I felt a growl roll through my chest. I was going to fucking devour her.

“Yes, please.” That coy little smile was doing serious things to both my dick and my heart. If I didn’t know any better, I was developing a little crush on the wild thing in front of me.

“Do you remember your safe words?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Remember, you can use them at any time, and I will listen,” I said, moving closer to her and taking her soft face in my hand.

“Give me your worst,” she said with a fire in her eyes.

“Oh, babe,” I said, stroking her still-wet hair off her face and shoulders. “This is your reward, not your punishment. This will be my best, not my worst.” She tilted her head and smiled up at me before taking my lip into her mouth and teasing the ring there with her teeth.

“Give me your best, then, Joker.” She gave me one last peck on the lips.

I walked around to the side of the bed and told her to scoot back and lie down. I took one wrist and cuffed her to the headboard. I had permanent ties attached to the top of my headboard and footboard, very well installed. Once she was in, there was no chance of her pulling free. As I walked around the bed, I tied both ankles so that she was spread wide open for me and then attached her other wrist to the headboard.

She tested the strength of the ties, tugging them a bit with her legs and arms, but she was barely able to move an inch. The cutest pathetic little noise came from her throat as she realized she was well and truly tied to the bed of someone she had only met a couple of hours ago.

Her chest began to rise and fall at a rapid rate.

“Hey, hey,” I said in a low voice as I crawled up and over her body. She looked up at me with those big brown eyes, and my chest tightened. “I will take care of you. I will not harm you.” I stroked her face. “Trust me. I’m going to make you see God, okay?” I asked, smiling down at her. Her breathing slowed, and she returned my smile.

“You can try,” she countered.

“Oh, baby girl. I’m going to do far more than try.” I reached out and took one of her nipples, rolling it between my finger and thumb before pinching it so hard she yelped and arched her back off the bed. I pulled on it until her heavy breast pulled up and away from her chest and then let it go and watched as her breast bounced back against her. Her hips moved and tried to get closer to me, wanting something to grind on. I was sure she was throbbing by now. I gave the other nipple the same attention and watched her writhe beneath me.

“I’ll be right back, my little pet.” I walked out of the room and back into my game room. Finding my headset where I left it on my desk, I picked it up and brought it back to the room with me. She raised her head as I walked back in, trying to see what I had left to get.

“Sensory deprivation can really heighten your orgasm because all of your focus is on sensation. I’m going to blindfold you and put these headphones on you. You won’t be able to hear me or see me. You’ll only be able to feel me. Okay, princess?”

Her eyes turned wary again, but I could see her pussy glistening in the red light from where I was. I knew she was so turned on she probably would’ve said yes to anything I suggested. She nodded.

I opened the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a blindfold. I was going to be back in that drawer in a moment to get a toy to play with as well, but she didn’t need to know that. I slipped the blindfold over her eyes and then leaned over to kiss her cheek.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” I asked, cupping her drenched cunt and slipping two fingers in, hooking them to find that special little spot and pressing on it. She cried out and lifted her hips off the bed to meet the pressure I was giving her. “Whose fucking pussy is this?” I asked again, pulling my fingers out and pushing back in, hooking up for a second time.

“Yours!” she cried out, trying to grind her clit against the heel of my hand. “It’s yours, please,” she begged. “It’s yours.”

“Good girl, baby. Lie back and enjoy your reward.” I slipped the headphones over her ears, effectively blocking out any noise.

I opened the drawer again, pulling out a wand and laying it at the bottom of the bed. I lay back over her, mindful to not let my cock graze any part of her. This wasn’t for me. This was for her. She had been so trusting and so good for me.

She had made me beg for her mouth. Now I would make her beg for mine.

I kissed her, letting my tongue lazily meet hers before moving to her jaw and down her neck, kissing, nibbling, and licking. The faint taste of chlorine was on her skin, but the rest was all her. Her scent and taste was fucking intoxicating, and I couldn’t stand to not touch her, taste her, or breathe her in.

She was addicting.

I made my way down her body and settled myself between her legs. I kissed my way up both of her thighs, stopping just before I made it to her bare sex. She smelled fucking incredible. I licked up both sides of her, smiling as she attempted to move closer to my mouth.

“Greedy,” I murmured against her flesh even though she couldn’t hear me.

Using my thumbs, I spread her open before me and then licked her from the bottom of her sweet little pussy all the way up to her clit before sucking it into my mouth. She gasped and pushed against my mouth. I hooked my arms under her legs and around her hips, pinning her to my face as I feasted on her like she was my last meal on earth.

“You taste so fucking sweet, baby,” I said as I licked my lips, not wanting to miss a single drop of her. I sucked her clit back into my mouth, teasing it with my teeth and tongue. I set up a rhythm, working her up to her second orgasm of the evening. Her breaths were fast and short, and every little moan that escaped her lips was music to my ears. I ground my own hips into the mattress, trying to relieve some of my own need.

She groaned, took a deep breath, and then as I swirled my tongue in quick circles around her clit, she came apart. I dipped my tongue into her, lapping her up and losing my fucking mind over how tightly her orgasm was squeezing it.

Feeling her wrap around my cock was going to be the closest I had ever gotten to a spiritual experience.

As she came down, she was twitching, her chest heaving from trying to breathe. I gently flattened my tongue against her, making sure I didn’t miss a drop but not overstimulating her…yet.

“Okay,” she said between breaths. “I saw God. You were right. Holy shit.” She was coming back down from her high, and I smiled. She thought we were done.

How cute.