G-Man and Handcuffs

by Abby Wood

  She opened her mouth and licked her lip. He groaned and kissed her. She tasted their after-dinner wine on his tongue, and she mewed. She wanted him.

  Pulling away, she climbed off his lap and stood up. “Let’s enjoy our last night alone for awhile.” Crooking her finger, she gave him a come-hither grin. “You. Me. Outside.” She walked backward toward the door, not letting him out of her sight. “We’re going to enjoy the peace and quiet. Just us and the stars.”

  Turning around at the door, Tony’s duffle bag caught her eye. She paused. Leaning into him, she placed her hands on his chest and whispered, “Why don’t you go ahead and get things ready, get undressed, and I’ll join you.”

  “Aren’t you coming?” He tilted his head, his hands already reaching for her breasts.

  She pushed him out the door. “In a minute. You go and get the water nice and steamy for me.”

  Waiting until he’d walked out into the darkness and disappeared from view, she quietly unzipped the bag and searched through the contents. Come on, G-man. Don’t let me down. You’re always prepared for everything.

  Her pinky brushed against cold metal, and she hurried to grab the item. Holding a pair of shiny handcuffs in front of her, she grinned in triumph. Yes!

  Not wanting to waste any more time, she slipped off her shorts and panties in the living room before going outside. Rounding the corner of the cabin, she held the surprise behind her back.

  The drone of water splashing against the rock pad beneath the showerhead created a flush of warmth to circle inside her. They’d used the outdoor bathing area many times, but tonight she’d rock his world.

  Without a barrier to block her view of Tony, she slowed down and enjoyed the scenery in front of her. G-man in all his glory stood under the shower spray. His head tilted back, eyes closed, and gloriously illuminated by the moon. She’d never seen such a beautiful sight. Not the one hundred year old trees surrounding her little piece of heaven, the river she lived on or the wildlife that came right into her yard compared to her man.

  Jolene stepped in front of him, got down on her knees and took the head of his cock in her mouth. The splash of water trickling off his body landed on her, and her nipples hardened. She flicked the end of his hardness with her tongue.

  Tony caressed her cheek with his hand before grasping the base of his cock and removing it from her mouth. She leaned forward to suck him again, but he rubbed the bulbous head around her lips, teasing her. Sticking her lower lip into a pout, she sat back on her heels.

  “I want to taste you. All of you.” He held his hand out to help her up.

  Her pussy spasmed. She held up her hand. The handcuffs hung from her finger. A slow smile came over his mouth. She tilted her head and gazed up at him. “What do you think? Should I wear them?”

  “Oh, hell yeah.”

  She laughed and handed her surprise over to him. Switching places, she stood under the water and waited to learn what he would do next. She rubbed her thighs together. Her clit begged for attention. “I’m excited.”

  Trailing his hand down her arm, he lifted her wrist above her head and snapped the handcuff on her. “Me too, baby.” He repeated the same thing with her other arm. Glancing down at her breasts, he lifted her linked hands up and over the showerhead. ‘Fuck, you’re a sight to look at, all bad girl and sexy.”

  Jolene moaned. “You better subdue me then, G-man. You wouldn’t want me to get away.”

  Tony dropped to his knees. His hands roamed the length of her thighs, her hips, and urged her to spread her legs. He leaned forward and licked her lower lips. Her hips bucked against his mouth. “More. Oh God, more.”

  He sucked, nibbled, licked, and warmed her core with every swipe of his tongue over her swollen clit. Her breasts throbbed underneath the assault of the water. She tugged her arms, but they were securely captured above her head. A secret thrill flowed through her veins. Handing over control to Tony fed a fetish she discovered the night he’d used her scarf to tie her to the bed frame. She mewed. The cuffs… she planned to use those again and again.

  Tony pressed his mouth around her nub, drawing the bundle of nerves between his lips. Her leg came up and wrapped around the back of his neck. The sensation was so intense, she wasn’t sure she could keep herself in a standing position. He slid a finger along her pussy.

  “Oh…” she moaned.

  Over and over he thrust, until he finally added a second digit inside her. She lurched at the added pressure. Her body exploded out of control. Her limbs shook with the orgasm moving through her lower body and spreading through her limbs.

  Tony gave her pussy a final kiss and stood up. Her brain was mush. In the back of her mind, she wondered if she had enough strength left in her to bring him release too.

  “Open your mouth, baby.” He gathered her in his arms. “You have no idea how much I crave your taste.” Her scent was all over his face, on his tongue, his lips.

  She moaned. Her body pulled against the restraint. Tony lifted her off the ground, and she unhooked her arms. Her muscles spent, she laid her arms over his shoulders, her hands linked behind his head.

  “Up you go.” He lifted her higher.

  She wrapped her legs around his waist. He relaxed his hold. Her body slid down his wet, hot body until his cock was fully engulfed by her. She leaned back. Tony’s hips gyrated back and forth, a slow, sensual move. Her pussy, so sensitive, made every pulse of his cock seem enormous.

  “Come inside me, G-man.” She threw back her head and let her long hair fall down her back. Her breasts thrust up in the air. She could imagine the look on his face at the picture she created for him.

  Tony pulled her tight against him, his fingers digging into her ass. His legs shook beneath him, and warmth filled her insides as he came. “Damn…”

  She let her legs slide off him, and he helped stand on her own two feet. Slipping her arms off his shoulders, she stood in front of him, the cuffs still holding her hands together. Tony grabbed the washcloth hanging on the rack at the side of the house and proceeded to lather up her whole body.

  “That was incredible, you know.” She smiled. “I think you’re getting the hang of outdoor sex.”

  “I have a feeling we’ll be having a lot more of it when the other guys arrive. No way am I going to be able to keep my hands off you with the cabin full.” Tony turned her around and let the spray wash off all the bubbles. “I love you.” He kissed the side of her neck.

  “I love you too.” She sighed.

  Jolene stepped to the side without leaving the warmth of the water and let him take his turn washing off. Now that she wasn’t distracted, she noticed the water wasn’t as hot as earlier. “Better hurry. I think we’re about to run out of hot water.”

  Grabbing a towel, he wrapped it around her shoulders and glanced down at her hands still linked together. “The mosquitoes are going to start biting if we don’t get inside.”

  They walked together toward the door, Tony’s arm wrapped around her shoulder, keeping her close. She turned her head and gazed up into his face. “You do have the keys for these, don’t you?” She held up her hands.

  He laughed. “We’ve got about ten hours until the guys invade our privacy. I think I’ll keep you that way until then—I might have a few plans of my own.”

  “You do?” She smiled. “Like what?”

  He picked her up and carried her into the cabin. “It’s a surprise.”

  ~End~

  ~ About the Author ~

  Abby Wood loves to surround herself with family, critters, and laughter. A huge animal lover, she's often found discussing story plots with the animals while mucking the barn in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. In between chores and raising a family, she enjoys trying out new recipes and adding more boots to her closet. She loves to write stories that allow readers to escape into a brand new world.

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