Bound by Love

by Stephie Walls

  Me: Hey baby. I’m about 2 clock out. U almost done?

  Annie: I’ll b an hour or so

  Me: Text me when u r ready to leave

  Annie: Will I get 2 c u 2nite?

  Me: N e time u want me I’m urs

  Annie: Lookin 4ward 2 it. I’ll text u n a bit.

  I head over to the Super 8 to checkin and carry my bags up to my room. About an hour later my phone beeps.

  Annie: Hey sweetheart. I’m packing up. Where r u?

  Me: Ummm. I’m at the Super 8 by the DC. Room 212

  Annie: Y r u at a hotel?

  Me: Come here & meet me. I’ll explain when u get here.

  Annie: Is everything ok?

  Me: Yep. Can’t wait 2 c u.

  A few minutes later, there’s a tap on the door. I let her in, kissing her like I haven’t seen her in a year. She blushes pulling back. “What was that for?” I love that I can turn her every shade of pink imaginable with just a kiss.

  “Nothing in particular can’t I just be happy to see you?” I nuzzle my face into her neck, kissing her behind her ear, knowing it distracts her and turns her on. She giggles, swatting at my stomach. She’s in a playful mood, which will be to my benefit when I drop this bomb on her. I’m not expecting her to take it well. We agreed no more secrets, and she’s going to see this as a secret even though it’s really not. It just wasn’t a priority in my mind. Now that I’m living at a hotel, I realize it probably should have been.

  She sits down on the bed and I throw myself on my back next to her. She turns to look at me with one knee bent on the bed, the other foot touching the floor. “Baby, why are you here?” she asks with concern in her voice.

  Sheltering my eyes with my arm, I sigh, “Topher is moving Heather into his house tomorrow.” I don’t offer anymore explanation.

  “Did he ask you to leave? Why didn’t he tell you ahead of time so you could find an apartment or something?” God, I love this girl, always quick to jump to my defense. She’s pissed thinking Topher’s been a thoughtless ass.

  “He told me a few weeks ago. I don’t know why, but I just didn’t think it would really happen. Then I got up this morning and realized he was expecting me to leave today since she’s moving in tomorrow. Since I didn’t do anything about finding a place to live, I’m here,” I say this like it’s not a big deal, hoping she’ll buy it.

  “Gray! What were you thinking? What are you going to do?”

  “I guess I’m going to go look for an apartment next week when I’m off work. I’ll just stay here this weekend. It’s not a big deal, baby, I promise.”

  She lies back next to me on the bed with her hands on her stomach. I stretch my arm out, silently encouraging her to lift her head so I can slide it under her neck. She rolls over on to her side, throwing her arm over my stomach, snuggling up to my neck. I love how she kisses my neck – I can just barely feel her tongue lick my skin. Casually, she puts her leg over my thigh, resting it between my legs. I don’t think she can get much closer to me. I’ve got a raging hard on. Her left hand starts to slide down my stomach and around my hip. She’s moving so slowly it’s driving me insane. Making lazy circles on my stomach as my shirt rides up exposing the skin closest to my belly button; she could see the beginning of my happy trail if she looked. Her fingernails tickle my skin, my dick jumps, and holy shit, she moves her hand down over it like she’s rubbing my arm, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. With her hand still on my pants, she says into my neck, “Gray, why don’t you just move in with me? You’re at my place all the time anyhow. It seems silly for you to get an apartment that you will never be in.”

  I’m not sure I heard what she just said. I’m trying to make sure it wasn’t a dream, and that she really did just ask me to move in with her. My silence must have gone on a little too long.

  “I’m sorry,” she says. “I wasn’t trying to rush you into anything. Forget I mentioned it.” She tries to push herself off me, but I grab her with both arms, rolling her underneath me. God, I wish we were both naked right now. I want to sink so far into her that she feels me in her throat, and then watch her eyes when I make her come.

  The smile on my face is so big I look like a jackass eating briars. Looking down at her, I ask, “You wanna live with me?”

  She’s blushing the color of a red skittle. I can’t help but keep smiling at her. I love this girl, not that I’ve told her that or anything. Her tongue gets twisted, which is adorably fucking cute. “We’re together all the time anyhow. You stay with me more than you stay at Topher’s. It just seems logical, but I don’t want to push you.”

  “I would love to wake up next to you every morning, know that I’m coming home to you every night…” I trail off.

  “But?” she asks timidly.

  “I won’t be able to sleep with you every night, see you shower every day, or watch you change clothes, and just be with you Annie. You’re going to have to fight me off on a regular basis if you don’t want to take this any further physically.” She knows I’m serious, but toying with her at the same time. We haven’t had sex yet, and it’s killing me.

  No other words are exchanged. She just reaches down to the hem of my shirt, lifting it over my head. There’s a shy smile playing at the edge of her lips that’s cute as hell. Unbuttoning my jeans, she scoots down the bed taking my pants and boxers with her. When she pulls them off my feet, she leaves my socks, and stands up. Facing me, she crosses her arms to the bottom of her blouse, leisurely removing it. It’s the most exotic dance I’ve ever seen, yet she’s barely moving.

  My dick springs to life and hardens instantly. Dropping her shirt on the floor next to my jeans, she unbuttons her jeans, gliding them down her long tan legs before stepping out of them. She’s standing there in a pink lace bra and thong that I can see straight through. I had imagined black, but pink is hot as hell. I don’t move; I just lie there watching her seduction. She finally removes her bra and that little strip of fabric that makes up her panties. Moving toward the bed, she puts one knee on each side of my legs, and crawls up my body.

  We haven’t lost eye contact during this entire scene; my mind is racing. Her tits are gorgeous, full and firm. I reach out to cup one as she continues moving up me so slowly that I’m aching with the need to feel her against me, skin on skin. She comes to a stop at my head, gently pressing the length of her body against mine, and puts her hands under my shoulders. Her pussy is drenched. I can feel the warm wetness of it slathering my cock. I want to take control, but know I need to let this be at her pace. I caress her ribs as I move my hands down her sides until they rest on her hipbones. She moans as she kisses me, deliberately moving those wet folds of her sex against my hard shaft. She’s playing innocent; as I push back from her mouth just slightly, she gives me a timid smile.

  She leaves a trail of kisses on my neck, over my chest, heading for my crotch. Her small hand cups my sac; the other one takes my shaft firmly at the base before she closes her mouth around the head. She’s methodical and thorough; it’s the best blowjob I’ve ever been given. Her tongue swirls around the head, lips firm on the tip. Flattening her tongue, she takes my entire dick in her mouth. I’m afraid she’s going to gag when her lips reach the base, but it doesn’t faze her. I enjoy watching her head bob up and down while she pumps me, trying to milk me.

  Dragging my dick out of her mouth, she pushes it toward my stomach, and I feel her tongue on my taint right before she licks my balls. I’ve never had a girl take my sac in her mouth. “Geezus,” I cry out. I love it. She gives my balls a tug while she sucks a little longer on my cock. I pull her back toward me, but she stops at my hips, almost flat against my chest. I feel her pussy on me; somehow she manages to pick up the head of my dick with the lips of her sex. I’m in awe as she pushes me into her opening, sitting up so she can sink down to the hilt. I’m impaling her. I need her to move. Softly, I place my hands back on her hips, easing her up and down.

  When she finds her own rhythm, I allow my
hands to start to wander over her silky skin. She leans back, putting her hands on my knees thrusting her breasts forward as she rides me. I sit up so I can pull her nipple into my mouth and suck on it, nibble it. She lets out a cry, letting me know she likes it. I bite a little harder. I can barely make out her breathy moan, “Gray…” but it’s hot, and I want to hear the sounds she will cry out when I make her come.

  Locking her arms around my neck, I continue to meet her thrust for thrust. We’re both sweaty. I love how our bodies meld together. Never losing contact with her, I put my arms around her, turning her on her back. As her legs wrap around my waist she crosses her ankles. I could stay buried in her pussy all night and die a happy man. Releasing her ankles, she presses them toward the bed, spreading her knees and opening her cunt wide for me, allowing for deeper penetration. I’m not big on the missionary position, but I love being able to look into her eyes, knowing that there’s no physical way for us to be any closer. I move so that one of my legs is on the outside of hers, slowly pushing up. “Oh, my God, Gray, yes, right there!” she screams. I keep it slow and steady, rolling my hips up, over and over, as I hit that spot that makes her moan. I know I can’t hold out much longer. Without slowing my pace, I reach down between us to rub circles around her nub. She arches her back, “Gray, I’m gonna come, baby.”

  I whisper in her ear, “You want me to come in your pussy?” My voice is guttural sounding; she likes it.

  Bowing her back, I take one nipple in my mouth biting down; she screams. I mean she screams. It. Is. Loud. I feel her walls clinching my dick, and I can’t wait any longer. I shoot deep inside her as we both still. I recover beside her with my dick still firmly in her, wrapping my arms around her as she snuggles into my neck. I can feel her heartbeat against my side, and her breathing is heavy.

  After a few minutes, she recuperates, looking up at me. Those honey-colored eyes are so sweet. I can see in them that she loves me, even if she hasn’t said it – I know. “What was that,” she asks?

  “What was what?”

  “That thing you did with your leg.”

  “You like that?” A smile instantly hits my face. I’m sure it’s so big that I look like a jackass.

  “That would be an understatement. If I’d known you had mad skills, I wouldn’t have made you wait so long.” Giggling she winks at me.

  “You ain’t seen nothing yet, baby. I’m just getting warmed up. Now that you’ve let me in, get ready, I’m insatiable. The more you scream, the more I want you. I’ve never heard a woman scream like you just did, and it was fucking hot.” I wasn’t lying. I’d never heard someone that vocal. I want, no need, to hear it again.

  Chapter Thirteen – Annie

  We sleep in the next morning before taking Gray’s stuff to my apartment. He doesn’t have much, just his clothes. It makes me sad to think that he left his entire life behind at his house when he moved out, but he says it is just material things that he can replace. It doesn’t seem to bother him so I try to not let it bother me.

  My space was a decent size for me, but adding another person to it is a little cramped. It’s probably a good thing he doesn’t have a ton of stuff because we’re having a hard time figuring out what to do with just his clothes. There’s definitely not enough space in my closet for both of our things.

  “I could put a bar out in the storage closet on the porch to make a closet out of it.” I thought he was joking, but a few minutes later he grabs his keys, saying he’ll be back shortly. He comes back with a wooden rod and installs it in the storage closet out on the porch which, apparently, just became his make shift wardrobe. I laugh at him as he loads his stuff into it. He is going to freeze his ass off in the mornings when he has to go out there to get clothes before he goes to work.

  We quickly get into a routine. He always gets up when I do even if he doesn’t have to work. I had to start setting my alarm earlier because he kept making me late. When he said he was insatiable, he really meant it. The man can go any time, any day, multiple times a day. If I manage to get in the shower without him, he’ll grab me when I get out.

  “I love your hair wet,” he growls in my ear right before he wraps it around his hand, taking me from behind. He pushes me up against the counter, and pulls the towel off me. Using his free hand on my back, he pushes me down so my chest is firmly on the cold countertop. I love the way he spreads my legs with his foot, and then without warning pushes his dick into my wet center. Him tugging on my hair as he thrust into me turns me on, making me desire him even more. I can’t get enough of him. I have never had sex so frequently, sometimes three or four times in a day. We completely consume each other – physically, emotionally – in every way possible.

  The more comfortable I get with him sexually, the more he pushes the envelope. I had been pretty vanilla with Will, and since he was the only person I had ever been with, my experience is fairly limited. Don’t get me wrong, we had tried lots of positions, but never anything out of the ordinary. Gray exudes sexual prowess; quite frankly, he likes to fuck. I find myself loving what he brings out in me. It started with little things like him asking me to go without panties when we go out. He likes knowing that there is nothing under my jeans, and he likes them tight. The hair pulling was new, but I find the slight pain in the pull so pleasurable that I get off on it. For some reason, I had always thought having sex doggy style was degrading, until Gray had me down on all fours entering me from behind with his chest pressed against my back. Somehow that position became as intimate as being able to see in his eyes when he comes. Then came the toys and the porn – both of which had been totally taboo in my life up until this point.

  He comes in the door with a black plastic bag. I can tell he is up to something. I give him a kiss on the lips, and ask, “What’s in the bag, baby?”

  “I got you something. Well, I got you something, and I got us something.” He reaches into the bag pulling out an enormous dildo and a DVD. Holding up the dildo, he says, “This is for you,” – then the video – “this is for us.” He takes my hand, leading me back to the bedroom.

  In shock, I’m stumbling over my feet as he pulls me toward the bed. “What are we going to do with those?”

  “Take off your clothes and I’ll show you.” He tosses the stuff on the bed, and takes his shirt off before grabbing the video, popping it in the DVD player. “Annie, baby, you’re not moving. Do you want me to take your clothes off for you?” He tugs me playfully toward him, and I’m naked in less than ten seconds. Then suddenly, so is he.

  He starts the DVD, forcing me to sit down on the bed. I become completely mesmerized by what fills the screen. I’ve never watched anyone else have sex, but I can’t take my eyes off of it. Pulling my naked body into his lap he leans back against the headboard, wrapping his arms around my chest. Whispering in my ear, he asks, “Baby, are you okay?” When I don’t respond, he continues talking. “You like it, don’t you?” I just nod.

  I’m completely repulsed, yet so obviously turned on by this shit, but I don’t know how to process my feelings. Gray must have noticed because he helps me start processing as his hand moves down to my mound, cupping it. His fingers trace the outside of my pink lips before sinking two deep into my pussy. I’m imagining the he’s really the guy on the screen, that I’m the woman he’s fucking. I lean my head back, coming all over Gray’s fingers. He continues to rub the inside of my pussy until the waves subside. Pulling his fingers to my mouth, he coaxes them in for me to lick my taste off him. It’s dirty, and I want more.

  The scene changes on the DVD to two women eating each other out beside a pool. Somehow, I’m engrossed even further when I should be racing to turn the TV off. All this time, Gray is just watching me, touching me. He’s turned on, but I don’t know if it’s from foreplay or the show. Either way, I really don’t care. He maneuvers me onto my back. He climbs on top of me, looking in my eyes, while I try to look around him to continue watching the pussy action on the screen.

  “Annie…�
�� he grumbles because I won’t pay attention to him. “I love how wet you are from watching women get together.” That snaps me back to reality, and now I’m wondering if I have a lesbian streak in me. He throws his head back and laughs, “It’s okay, baby. Lots of people like to watch. It’s not a bad thing.”

  “I want you inside me, Gray. Now.” It’s raspy, an animalistic moan.

  Pulling me to the edge of the bed, he stands up, and puts my knees on his shoulders before sinking deep within my womb. I can feel myself stretch to accommodate his girth; it’s thick and long. I’m consumed by how full he makes me, stroking back and forth. Slowing his movements, he looks directly in my eyes. “Do you trust me, Annie?”

  “Of course.” Moving me around on the bed so I’m now on all fours in the center of the mattress, he grabs the dildo, and reaches over to the nightstand to open the drawer. “Where did that come from?” I ask as he grabs a tube of lube and puts it on the dildo and his cock.

  “I’m like a Boy Scout. Always prepared.” Watching him over my shoulder, wondering where in the hell he thinks he’s going to stick those two things, he squeezes a glob of lube on my ass. I jerk at the cold feel of the gel on my hole, but his fingers start to warm it as he rubs my entrance.

  “Relax, Annie, I promise I won’t hurt you, baby.” He must think I’m high. There’s no way in hell either his dick or that dildo are going in that hole. My heart starts to race as I begin to panic. I flinch when he touches me with the dildo, but he’s not putting it where I thought he would. It’s poised at the lips of my wetness, and he slowly pushes it in. It’s not as big as he is, but it feels nice. He doesn’t move it, just holds it in place while he takes his cock in his right hand, touching the head to my other hole. He lets his dick go to grab me around my waist, pulling me back toward him.