“I’m not scared.”
“Good. Now close your eyes.”
I do as he says and close them, seeking comfort in the fact that I’m now entirely in darkness. I feel the weight of his body on the bed beside me as sits down, leaning over so he can cover my eyes with my stockings. He ties a knot behind my head which is firm but comfortable. He then asks me to raise my hands above my head so he can tie my wrists together.
“You want to tie me up as well?”
“Just your wrists, baby. Nothing else.” He informs me, pausing for a moment. “At least not this time.”
I lift my arms and allow him to tie me, trying to block out the mental image I now have of myself being so vulnerable and exposed to him.
“God, you look so angelic, so radiant and pure.” He whispers reverently. “I bet you taste so sweet.”
My heartrate accelerates and my palms begin to sweat. I can only imagine what he’s referring to and the thought of him… tasting me so intimately is enough to send a rush of blood to my head. I feel dizzy and light-headed, overpowered by the unexplainable arousal that’s building up inside of me.
“Cole, I-”
“Shh, it’s ok. I’m not going to do anything to you that you won’t enjoy and if you tell me to stop, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He assures me, placing one of his hands on the top of my left thigh. “Now, open your legs for me so I can see what’s mine. I want to see you. All of you, Serena.”
I stay still for several moments before I give into his request, allowing him to separate my legs slowly.
I hear him inhale sharply before he groans, cursing under his breath when I let my legs fall apart in front of him.
“Fuck, Serena.” He murmurs, almost to himself. “You are truly perfect. Just look at how wet you are for me already.”
I flinch when one of his fingers makes contact with my bare skin, catching the moisture between my legs. I hear the sound of his lips tasting me as tastes his finger and he moans loudly.
“You taste even better than I first imagined.” He growls deeply, gently placing his hand over my mouth as he settles in-between my legs.
My cries of pleasure are smothered by his hand as his buries his face in the middle of my open thighs. My body writhes and arches off the bed as I pull against my restraints, craving more of this exquisite sensation. My volume increases as my mouth falls open beneath the safety of his hand as I spread my legs even wider for him.
“That’s it, baby.” He encourages me. “Let go. Give it all up to me, don’t hold back.”
His words are my undoing as I raise my legs, exposing the most intimate part of myself to him even more. Cole inhales sharply, clearly taken aback by my wanton behaviour, as well as being extraordinarily turned on but it.
“My good girl is soaking wet for me. She’s soaking wet for this tongue and my mouth on her pussy, tasting her warm juices as I make her come.”
“My God, Cole.” I whimper, thrashing my head back and forth across my pillow.
The fear of my mum being disturbed and walking in here to catch us is still at the back of my mind, causing me to feel some concern when it comes to how loud I’m being but that doesn’t mean I care enough to stop.
Nothing could make me bring an end to this.
“You like that?” He taunts me, pulling away from me on purpose.
“Yes! Please don’t stop.” I plead with him, longing to have my hands free so I could at least remove my blindfold and see him.
“Beg me.” He demands harshly. “Beg me to keep on tasting you and I will.”
Under normal circumstances, I would never even think about begging someone to do anything but for some unfathomable reason, every ounce of pride I once had has long gone. I simply don’t care what I have to do, I’m willing to do anything if it will guarantee that Cole continues what he’s doing to me.
“Please. Please, Cole. Don’t stop. I’ll do anything… just please don’t stop what you’re doing.”
“Say it, Serena. Tell me in black and white terms what it is you want from me.”
“You… your mouth… your tongue on me. Taste me, make me come. I’m begging you.”
Before I realise what’s happening, Cole flips me onto my stomach, forcing me up onto my knees with the lower half of my body left up in the air. My face is pressed against my pillow as he grabs my hips, forcing my ass into the position he most desires.
I can’t believe I’m letting him do this to me. I cannot believe I’ve actually given my consent and allowed myself to be tied to my own bed and blindfolded. However, what shocks and amazes me beyond any of this is the fact that I’m enjoying it. I’ve never experienced anything like this before and I doubt I ever will again. It’s as though I’ve been liberated and released from the constraints of what I once was and even though I’m tied up and under Cole’s control… I’ve never felt so free.
“Fuck… you look incredible.” He mutters, caressing the skin of my behind gently. “I’m really going to enjoy this and so are you. I bet you’ve never had your pussy eaten from behind, have you? I bet you’ve never had your pussy licked at all, huh? That’s what makes you so special, Serena. You’re untouched and flawless, innocent and mine.”
I grab onto the metal headboard in front of me, holding onto it with all the strength I can gather, eager to support my weight and maintain the position Cole has place me in.
His tongue finds its way between my legs once more, devouring me as though he’s starving. His forceful hands squeeze my ass, pulling me against his mouth before he pushes me away, making sure I maintain a steady rhythm moving back and forth against him.
I use the pillow to stifle my moans, burrowing my face against it as I struggle to quieten my cries of pleasure. Cole refuses to let up on his ardent movements behind me, forcing me to open up for him so he can slip his tongue all the way inside, delighting in the moisture I involuntarily release from my body and onto his tongue.
My hips shoot forward of their own accord when his hand strikes my ass. The sting from his blow causes a surge of excitement to soar through me, leaving me startled and unsettled when it comes to the knowledge that the small slap I just received turned me on.
“Oh, baby… I could spank this sweet ass all day. Would you like that?”
“Uh-huh. Yes.”
“I thought you were such a good girl, Green. Never in a million years did I imagine you would enjoy something like this. I guess you being bent over right in front of me turns you on just as much as it does me.” He scornfully laughs and spanks me once more, this time on the other cheek, no doubt leaving a large red handprint on my fair skin.
“Come for me, Serena. Come in my mouth and all over my face, baby. I need to taste you, I want you all over my tongue and on my lips.”
My muffled screams are smothered by my pillow as I do exactly as he asks and circle my hips against his greedy mouth, bouncing up and down whilst his tongue is inside me. I arch my back, offering myself to him in a brazen, uninhibited manner. I simply don’t care about anything but this. I no longer care if we’re caught, I don’t care if my mum walks in or hears me from her room, I just don’t care.
Cole grabs onto my thighs, sinking his fingers into them as he encourages me to move forward and then back onto his tongue. The warmth of it consumes me as it glides across my folds and then inside me, demanding that I give him what he wants.
Surrendering my body and my control to him is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, as well as being the easiest. It’s somewhat difficult for me to give this part of myself so freely, a part I have cherished for nearly eighteen years. My virginity is something I value, it’s not something I will throw away for anybody.
At least that’s what I used to say.
With Cole, it is different. It’s as though all of my rationality has disappeared, evaporating into thin air right in front of me. I no longer care about anything but him and the breath-taking, unforgettable moment we’re creating between us.
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nbsp; My orgasm is explosive, astonishing and beyond anything I have ever experienced. I throw my head back, reminding myself to stay absolutely silent as the exquisite sensations course through my body, igniting something deep down inside of me that I have never known.
Cole demands that I give him everything I have, plunging his tongue inside me over and over again, using his mouth to caress the softness of my folds as he encourages me to grind my burning core all over him. He devours my sweetness, refusing to stop until he is convinced I am satisfied and can give him no more of my sweet essence he is craving.
I collapse onto my stomach, breathing heavily as I try and catch my breath. Cole reaches over and gently unties my wrists before he removes my blindfold, placing a soft kiss on the centre of my forehead.
He lays down beside me, staring up at my ceiling in deep contemplation. I can’t help watching him, wondering what he must be thinking about and wishing I could see all the way inside his head.
It’s only when I shiver that his attention is drawn back towards me.
“Are you cold?” He asks, turning over on his side so he can face me directly.
“A little.” I admit, wrapping my arms around my naked chest subconsciously.
“Don’t hide from me, Green. Don’t ever try to conceal yourself from me.”
To illustrate his point, he uncrosses my arms, exposing my breasts to him.
“I wasn’t trying to-”
“Listen, I have to go.” He adds, cutting me off mid-sentence.
“Go?” I repeat timidly.
“Yeah, do you even know what time it is?”
His tone of voice is so casual and unaffected, it hurts me to think that what just happened between us meant nothing to him and I can’t stop myself from thinking that I might have just been the world’s greatest idiot.
“No... I guess I lost track of it as soon as I let you in.” I confess, rubbing my tired eyes as I sit up in bed.
“It’s 2.45.” He responds, glancing at his phone which he removes from the back pocket of his jeans.
“Oh, I see.” I murmur softly, lowering my gaze from his.
“Where’s your phone?”
“Right here.” I say, reaching for my mobile.
It’s where I left it before I fell asleep and I can’t help from noticing that I have a new text message waiting to be read. I realise it can only be from Lisa replying to the one I sent her before I went to bed and decide to take a quick look at it. Before I get a chance to do so, Cole grabs the phone out of my hand and ignores my protests when I demand he give it back.
“Who is texting you at this time?” He growls, turning his back on me so he can look through my phone without being disturbed.
“It’s only Lisa!” I yell, grappling with him as I attempt to get my phone back from him. “She sent me that message hours ago but I fell asleep and didn’t read it.”
God knows why I’m explaining myself to him. He’s the last person I should be trying to reason with and my indignation knows no limits as I struggle to understand how he can keep my own possession from me.
“You won’t mind me reading it then, will you?” He says contemptuously. “If it really is just a message from Lisa.”
He pushes me away from him so I can’t see what he’s doing and several seconds pass before he reluctantly hands my phone back to me. He doesn’t say a word and I know it’s because he’s read Lisa’s message.
“Happy now?” I snap, snatching it away from him.
“I’m sorry.” He mumbles, lowering his head.
“Save it.” I grumble, reaching for the pyjama top I discarded when we first came up to my bedroom.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? I’m getting dressed.” I reply bitterly.
“Did I tell you to put your clothes back on?”
“Cole, you don’t own me.” I remind him. “You can’t tell me what to do.”
He’s on top of me in an instant as he pushes me back down onto the bed, pinning me in place so I can’t wriggle out from under him.
“But that’s just it, Green. I do own you now. I own every single inch of you and this delectable little body of yours. I also owned your pussy when I made you come in my mouth” He whispers, breathing heavily right against my ear.
“You’re disgusting.” I remark scathingly, trying to turn my face away from him.
“Am I?” He sneers darkly. “You weren’t saying that a few minutes ago when you were all over my tongue.”
“Stop it.” I beg him, squirming in discomfort at the tone of his voice.
I hope that he will stop taunting me and leave before he realises that I’m actually getting turned on all over again. I hate myself for being aroused by something like this, especially when he isn’t even being nice to me right now. What the hell is wrong with me?
“You’re getting wet again, aren’t you?” He says knowingly, “That pussy is screaming out for me already and it’s only been a few minutes since I tongue-fucked you.”
I don’t know whether he expects me to answer him or not. Instead, I decide to challenge him directly, glaring up at him in fury.
“Do you realise what you’re doing?” I ask him coldly. “All you’re making me want to do right now is run away from you. You told me you wanted us to be together but everything you’ve done to me so far goes against everything you’ve said to me. If you want to push me away, you’re going the right way about it.”
He freezes right above me before he slowly relinquishes his hold on my trembling body. I watch the realisation of what he’s just done dawn on him as he cradles his head in his hands.
“Serena, I-I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He groans, repeating the same apology to me over and over again.
His despair is almost tangible, seeping into the atmosphere until I feel like it has the power to drown us both, devouring everything in its path.
“I don’t need you to be sorry, Cole. I need you to listen to what I’m saying. I’m not an object you can claim for yourself. I’m a person with feelings and opinions. I’m someone who is more than capable when it comes to making my own choices.”
“Baby, I know you are. I know all of this, I swear to God I do.” He explains, closing his eyes as he exhales slowly. Both of his fists are clenched in an attempt to fight off the agonising pain inside of him, the same pain he’s been consumed by for so long. “It’s just… I’ve already told you how fucked up I am… I’m a mess, Serena. I’m too messed up for someone like you. You should listen to your instincts and stay the hell away from me. I wouldn’t even blame you.”
I sigh heavily and watch him closely, wondering what on earth must have happened to the broken man in front of me to make him so angry. Why is he so damaged? And why does he despise the world and everything in it? Who is responsible for it all and why does he still let them rule over him?
“Cole, I just told you that I’m old enough to make my own decisions and I still choose you.”
“But you can’t. I’m no good for you, Serena. I’ll only hurt you, I destroy everything I care about and there’s no one I care for more than you. Jesus, I swear I’m telling you the truth.”
“Shh, I know you are. It’s ok.” I soothe him, closing the distance between us so I embrace him warmly. “It’s all going to be ok, Cole. I promise you it is.”
“You mean… you still want me? After everything I’ve done, you’re still willing to give me a chance?”
The expression on his face is one of absolute disbelief and his astonishment becomes hard for me to witness. It’s clear that he’s never had anyone who has been willing to stand by him before. He doesn’t understand trust because he’s never experienced it up until now and I’m starting to believe that he’s never even had someone in his life to support him, let alone love. The pain this causes me is impossible to describe, reminding me how important it is for me to remain strong for him. I can’t let him down now, regardless of how difficult all of this might be f
or us.
“Yes. I still want you.” I assure him, stroking my fingers along the length of his strong jawline. “I don’t think I have the strength to keep myself from wanting you, which I guess makes us both crazy.”
“You’re not crazy, Serena. You’re mine. You’re all mine and you’re far too precious for me to let you slip through my fingers.” He vows, crushing my body against his as he pulls me close.
“Let’s just try and take this one step at a time, ok? I don’t want to rush into anything.”
“How about we start with you giving me your number? I’m definitely going to need that, unless you don’t mind me waking you up every night by throwing stones at your window?” He jokes, grinning at me mischievously.
“I do mind!” I reprimand him playfully, passing him my phone so we can finally exchange numbers.
Once he confirms that I have the correct details in my phone, we somehow manage to sneak out of my bedroom once more, creeping down the stairs as we attempt to make as little noise as possible. It’s only when we reach the kitchen at the back of the house that we no longer have to speak in hushed whispers.
“Things will be different for you at school tomorrow. I promise.” He reminds me, tucking a stray strand of my hair back behind my ear.
“Like you promised me before?” I prompt him icily, remembering the hideous day I had at school earlier.
“Things are different now. You and I are together and no one is going to dare say anything to you once they know that.”
“You’re suspended, Cole. How is anyone going to know about us?”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure that they know.”
“I best get back upstairs… I’ve got an early start tomorrow.” I remind him, combing my fingers through my hair.
“I guess you must be tired. After all, you have had a pretty good workout.” He agrees, struggling to conceal his playfully seductive smirk. “Goodnight, Green. Sweet dreams.”
He winks at me before moistening his lips right in front of me and the sexual gleam in his eye conveys everything to me. He wants me to know that he can still taste me on his lips. It’s a thrill for him to witness my naive and startled expression.
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