by Haven, Leila
“That’s my girl,” Cooper growled with appreciation. A shiver ran down my spine at the praise. I was going to prove to both of us that I’d made the right decision in agreeing to the arrangement.
I kept my eyes downcast, looking at the polished wooden floors and tracing the grains until they knotted. I could see Cooper in my peripheral vision as he moved around the room. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I couldn’t wait to find out.
His bare feet finally stepped in front of me. “Stand up.” Obeying his order, I stood. Cooper’s hand gently settled under my chin and pulled my gaze upwards. “Don’t be afraid to look at me, Emily. I love seeing your gorgeous eyes.”
My eyelashes fluttered involuntarily as I gazed into his stark green eyes. Instead of the coldness I’d expected, he looked at me lovingly, caringly. If anyone had ever had gorgeous peepers, it was him. His eyes could easily mesmerize me into submission.
His hand fell away while the air charged and crackled with electricity between us. I wanted to touch him, to hold him, to kiss him, but all I could do was wait for my next command. My belly shivered with anticipation.
“Come with me,” he said. My gaze swept the room as we moved, wondering what area of the playroom we would explore today. There were more possibilities than I knew and each of them would be fun discovering.
We stopped at the far wall. A series of hooks were attached higher up than I could reach. They gave away no clues about what this area was designed for.
“Stand by the wall.”
My back was cold as it touched the frigid paintwork. I stood as still as a soldier, awaiting further orders from my dom. He grabbed some items from the top of a nearby cabinet and held them up for me to see.
Handcuffs.
He looped them around each of my wrists in turn before securing them on the hook on the wall. My arms were straight up above my head, just high enough to keep me still but not cause me any pain or discomfort.
Cooper then crouched down and secured my feet with a contraption that was made of a steel bar with cuffs at the ends. When he put them on my ankles, I couldn’t bring my legs any closer together or further apart than the glimmering bar would allow.
“This is called a spreader bar,” Cooper explained as he worked. “It ensures your legs are spread and don’t move. I can then do whatever I like to your cunt and you can’t close your legs. Are you comfortable?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Do you remember your safe word?”
“Yes, sir.”
“What is it?”
“Cherry, sir.”
He smiled with approval. “Very good. I’m going to blindfold you now.”
The blindfold was made out of a soft blue material. He wrapped it around my head and secured it at the back. Everything turned to black around me, forcing my other senses to pick up the slack.
I could suddenly smell the faint scent of flowers mixed with leather that lingered in the air. I could hear Cooper breathing and the rush of my own heartbeat. My skin was tingling, waiting to feel what else Cooper was going to do with me.
He twanged the elastic of my suspenders, sending a sharp tap to my thighs. “I like this outfit you have on. It’s going to look even better on the floor.” I tried to keep the smile from my lips.
I heard Cooper take a few steps away from me before padding back again. When he touched me this time, it wasn’t with his hand. Something feathery and ticklish brushed across my stomach. He moved it upwards, over the curve of my breast, and then up my neck.
Then his body was pressing against me. His lips gave me the softest of kisses, almost caressing me. His hands snaked around my torso and rubbed my back before cupping my ass cheeks. He pulled me against him, his erection more than apparent.
His lips tickled all the way down my neck before he kissed the swell of my boobs. He flicked at the hooks keeping my corset together, but releasing the pressure around my cleavage.
Cooper’s palms cupped my boobs, one in each hand. He pulled them higher than the corset, rolling the nipples between his fingers. His hands were just a tiny bit cold, making the experience even more sensational. I couldn’t see the look on his face but I would have put money on him smiling with the action.
One of the nipples was pulled into his mouth as his tongue ran circles around it. Every little suckle sent a new pulse down to my pussy, making me wet and needing. I wanted his tongue to be everywhere all at once, giving me the kind of pleasure the rest of him couldn’t.
I chewed on my lip to stop myself begging for more. If my legs weren’t being kept apart by the spreader bar, I would be squeezing them together to help ease the ache in my pussy.
Cooper switched to the other boob while his hand dropped lower. He snaked his fingers down the front of my panties, delving into my folds without hesitation. His fingers tickled my clit while his mouth treated my nipple. It was enough to make my knees go weak.
He matched the rhythm in his fingers to his tongue, lapping at me and stoking the fire blazing within. All I wanted him to do was fuck me, tear me apart with pleasure until I forgot everything I ever knew.
A few more hooks on my corset were undone as Cooper pulled away from me. He took both hands away from my skin in order to undress me. He undid the clips of my suspenders, but the stockings stayed up of their own volition.
The next thing I knew, the corset broke free and disappeared with a soft thud on the floor. “I like these stockings, babe. They are definitely staying on.” I pictured myself standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a pair of sheer panties and my stockings. Combined with all the cuffs holding me in place, the image was highly erotic.
I heard and felt Cooper kneel down. His hands skimmed up my thighs, tracing circles all around my private region without actually touching the sweet spot. God, I wanted him to touch my pussy. I wanted his hands everywhere, not just teasing me like he was. My libido was in overdrive as I tried to remain patient.
My cunt yearned for his touch, desperate to be rubbed and fondled until the moment of ecstasy when he would allow me to finally let go of everything.
Cooper’s finger slowly slipped underneath my panties. His stroke was long and languid, right up and down my clit before teasing the hole. He poked his finger inside just a little, but it was enough to make me writhe with the happiness of being filled.
I had never realized before how much I enjoyed having a cock inside me. I’d never thought about it before, just took it for granted that it was a part of having sex. But now I understood that being filled with a cock was a sensation all of its own. I needed Cooper’s length to be inside of me.
His fingers tickled me, making my arousal heighten to a whole new level. A cold shower would have done nothing to quell my wanton need. The playroom was being turned into a torture chamber of the worst kind.
“You’re so wet, babe. Wet for me, right?” He snapped the elastic of my panties, making me squirm.
“Yes, sir. Wet for you.”
“Good, I like you like this. You’re a sexy little slut all tied up.”
A sexy little slut that was extremely hot for him, I wanted to say. I chewed on my lip some more, making sure I didn’t break any of the rules he had set down for us. I could only speak when he told me to, apart from the safe word that I could use at any time.
His fingers slid away from me as he stood again. There was silence for a moment before he started trailing something over my skin – the riding crop. He trailed the leather over my belly, tapping it on my nipples and making them even harder.
The riding crop traveled all over my body, down my legs and up again to tap on the apex of my thighs. He used the leather to spank me, slapping the side of my ass over the fabric of the panties. It didn’t hurt at all, but it did make my aching need even worse.
Cooper treated me to the crop all over before it disappeared again. Once more I was left in the quietness of the room and the darkness of my blindfold. I couldn’t wait to see what else he had in store for me
during this session.
His footsteps brought him back to me, but his hands were empty now and gliding over my skin, stoking the fire in my belly. They delved lower and lower until they were at my panties again. Cooper tugged them down until they bunched around my knees.
The spreader bar prevented their complete descent so Cooper crouched down and uncuffed the bar at both ankles to get the panties off. He deftly locked my ankles again so I still couldn’t move my legs.
Just the tips of his fingers ran up the goosebumps on my skin as he stood. I was surprised the wetness between my thighs wasn’t dripping down my thighs, I was that ready and turned on for him. It felt like just one little flick of my clit would send me toppling over the edge.
Cooper’s body pressed against mine as he took me in his embrace. His jeans had disappeared, leaving him just as naked as I now was. The only piece of fabric on either of us was the fishnet stockings still on my legs.
“I am so happy you’re mine,” Cooper said, the words vibrating his lips on my neck. He was treating me to more kisses, tasting my skin before he devoured me in full. I sighed with joy at every plant of his lips.
His hard cock was between us, the tip wet with pre-cum as he prepared to fuck me like he had promised. Cooper finally shifted, pulling my ass closer to him so he could bury himself in me.
His warm hands cupped my ass cheeks, guiding my hips into position as his cock poked at my entrance. I couldn’t move because of the cuffs, but I would have wrapped myself around him if I could have.
He started to slide into my pussy, taking his time and not rushing. A breath hissed between his teeth. “Such a tight little cunt, babe. You make me feel so good.”
“Yes, sir,” I panted out.
He was gently stretching me, opening me up so he could get as far inside me as he could. He angled my hips a little more, giving him complete access to bury himself up to the end of his shaft.
When he was finally in, I felt complete. It was as if he was a missing piece of me and was finally where he belonged. My body was made to fit with his, two pieces of one whole.
Cooper pulled out again and then thrust inside. Our bodies bounced together, skin slapping on skin. One of his hands snaked between us, sliding into my folds and stroking my clit.
Between his cock and his fingers, my arousal burst into the highest level it had ever been. The flame was ignited inside me, glowering hot and amber while I tried to hold on for a little bit longer.
Cooper was a skilled lover, going so slowly I could feel every one of his pleasurable strokes and maintaining a rhythm that kept me in a perpetual state of hot lust. I’d never wanted anything more than I wanted to be given permission to climax right at that moment.
My breath was coming in sharp gasps, the whimper of my bliss unable to be contained. While Cooper grunted and growled as he worked for our mutual joy, I bounced around, only anchored by the cuffs around my wrists and ankles.
“Come, baby. We’ll come together,” Cooper panted. They were the words I had been waiting so long for. I let go of the control I pretended to have over myself and let the emotions come.
Cooper flicked my clit, rubbing it in circles, and then everything exploded. His cock found a release, twitching inside my contracting pussy. The orgasm hit me hard, heightening all my senses while I was blindfolded. I felt every muscle in my body as it convulsed in the blissful ecstasy of my climax.
My body hummed, singing a tune of absolute happiness while the waves ebbed and flowed around me. My heart was pulsing unbearably fast, straining to keep up with the rest of me. If I hadn’t had the cuffs and Cooper’s strong arms to hold me up, I surely would have collapsed to the floor.
I was lost in the waves for so long, my flesh connected to Cooper’s in the most perfect way. Our naked skin was pressed together, conveying the heat radiating outwards from within. The whole experience was making my body feel like it was floating, as free as the clouds and never to be pinned down again.
Cooper’s hand strayed from my clit, moving to hold my ass cheek steady while we recovered from the beautiful shock of the orgasms. His cock continued to twitch with aftershocks, making his body hard against mine.
We stood like that for a while as we regained control of our bodies. It suddenly seemed too hot in the playroom, a fine layer of sweat coating our skin from the exertion and effort of gratification.
“That was fantastic, babe,” Cooper said, his breath running over my skin.
“It certainly was, sir.”
His cock pulled away from me as it softened. Cooper took off my blindfold and the world blinked into focus again. His muscled body stood in front of me, naked, for my eyes only. Everybody else got to see the billionaire, Cooper King. I got to see Cooper, the private man.
He started to undo the cuffs, one by one. First my hands were free and then my legs. Cooper gathered me up into his arms and carried me into the bathroom. He settled me on the edge of the tub.
“Are you sore?” he asked.
“Not really.” Everything was peacefully sated, not any pain within me. How could I have felt anything bad when I was treated so well by Cooper? He didn’t seem to understand just how much I enjoyed our sessions.
He ran the tub, adding in aromatic oils until the room smelled like roses and lavender. Cooper made sure it was the right temperature and almost full before he switched off the faucet and slid into the tub. He pulled me in after him.
Cooper cradled me against his chest, holding me tightly so I knew how much he cared. His hands casually stroked up and down my back, making all the warmth of the bath sink into my skin.
If I could have had one wish, it would have been to stay in that moment together forever. Our bodies fit so well against each other, making it difficult to tell where I ended and he began. While in the tub, it didn’t matter. We were one and we were perfect.
Chapter 10
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“You’re so beautiful,” Cooper said against the skin on my neck. Despite the comfortable warmth of the water, goose bumps prickled down my arms. I loved being this close to the man and knew in that instant I would never be able to live without him.
I was falling in love with Cooper King, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself. It seemed as inevitable as the sun rising in the morning. All the logic in my head told me I was rushing into it, that I was setting myself up to be hurt, but my heart wasn’t listening. It wanted Cooper, and it was too late to back away now.
Cooper’s arms were strong around me, telling me how protected I was. His voice was soothing, singing me a lullaby that made me completely relaxed. His cock underneath me was hardening, saying he wasn’t ready to deny me further pleasure.
His heart beat against mine, the rhythm slightly slower as it raced for an unknown finish line. I was giddy with happiness and wouldn’t have traded places with anyone in the world.
“Hmmm, babe. You’re making me all kinds of hard,” Cooper said. His hips had started undulating under me, rubbing his erection against my skin. I shifted so his member was between my legs, able to rub against my pussy so I could enjoy the action too.
He was amazingly hard and thick, fully erect for the second time in our session. My pussy lips wrapped around his cock, creating the friction that was shooting lightning directly into all the sensitive nerve endings in my private region.
The scent of the rose and lavender oil was heady in the moist air surrounding us. We were in our own little cloud as steam wisped around us and it rose to the ceiling and out through the vent.
Cooper’s hands slid around my body until they took a breast in each hand. He squeezed them, rolling my nipples between his fingers until they were sharp peaks. I felt every touch deep in my belly, expressing my pleasure with a soft groan.
“Tell me what you want me to do, babe,” Cooper instructed.
I’d never been good at dirty talk before. Billy had preferred me to stay quiet while music played in the background. Before speaking with my female fr
iends, I had assumed that was how all men liked it.
Now was the time to unleash my inner sexy minx. “I want you to touch my privates,” I said. Cooper responded immediately, letting go of my boobs to delve between my thighs. My legs were spread open as they wrapped around his body. He was a human spreader bar, making sure I couldn’t be shy when I was with him.
His fingers tickled my clit, the softness of his fingertips a direct contrast with the hardness of his length. The wonderful feeling was instant, taking my arousal to the max as he stared into my eyes. The emerald gems of his eyes sparkled with amusement at my obvious reaction to him. My joy was written all over my face, reddening my cheeks and making my eyelids close with the pleasure.
“What else do you want me to do?” Cooper continued. His lips were quirked into a smile, waiting for my answer as he relished every moment we shared.