I was full of rage and desire at the same time. Seeing all those girls touch him and kiss him and Chad made me so mad. Way too many girls liked them. I felt like I was going to explode. I leaned down, kissed his chest, and then bit him hard.
“Ow!”
I looked up at him. “Good. It should hurt.” I smiled slyly. Next, I crawled over his body and did the same all the way up to his neck, leaving a trail of small bruises along the way. Then I left a bigger one on the side of his neck. “Now, they’ll all know you’re mine.”
He smiled at that. “You know I am, my love. Now hurt me.” He tried to sit up.
I shoved him back down and bit his neck again. “Stay down. You’ve been very bad.” I moved lower and yanked his jeans open. I got off the bed, pulled them and his socks off as fast as I could, and then threw them across the room. I pulled off my top and my pants, and then got back on the bed.
Giovanni sat up. “What’re you gonna do to me?”
I sat in his lap and pushed him back down again, and then grinded on him until his cock was at its full size. “Do you want me? Tell me you want me!”
“I want you so much, my love,” he replied, moaning softly. His head went back as I moved my hips over his again. “I want you now.”
“You gotta wait until I want you to have me.”
I got up, pulled off his boxers and got back on him. I started to have fun with it and tried not to smile. He gritted his teeth as I moved over his pelvis. Then I crawled up the bed again and kissed his lips. He reached up, put his hands around my face and kissed me back; open-mouthed and full of passion.
I pushed him back down again. Then I smirked. It was the perfect time for it.
“Where you going?” he shouted as I got off the bed.
I yelled from the other bedroom, “You’ll know when I get back. Stay still.” I laughed to myself as I searched the closet. “There they are.” I pulled the bag out and walked back to Giovanni. He was sitting up. I got on the bed and shoved him down as hard as I could. “You don’t listen. I think I have to punish you.”
His expression changed, and he looked excited. Quickly, I grabbed a pair of handcuffs and attached one end to his wrist. Then I hooked the other side to the headboard.
“Um… Crystal,” he started as I secured his other arm down. “When I said tie me up, I didn’t mean like this.”
“Too late now.” I pulled his left leg toward the bottom corner and cuffed it to the bed frame. Then I opened his legs wide. Soon he was immobilized.
“I don’t think I like this,” he admitted, trying to free his hands.
I looked at him as I stood at the foot of the bed. I could see why he didn’t like it. He was very exposed and vulnerable, just like I wanted him.
I got on top of him and kissed his neck, biting a few times. I could feel he was dying to kiss me, but he couldn’t. I kissed him from his neck down to his waist. I went lower and took his cock into my mouth. He moaned as I bobbed my head a few times. Then I teased him with my tongue, running it up and down his stiff shaft.
After a while, he called out, “Please. I want you now!”
I smiled at him. It was working. My plan was to make him want me so bad, he begged. I lightly ran my fingers down his body as he moaned. Then I took my bra and panties off. Next, I kissed him down the inside of his legs. He really liked it when I bit his inner thigh. His breathing had been getting faster and faster.
He closed his eyes and moaned when I straddled his hips and grinded on him again, skin against skin. “Crystal you’re killing me, please.”
It wasn’t time yet. I stopped and got off the bed while Giovanni watched me. I went to his nightstand, pulled out a condom and threw it on the bed. Then I climbed on him again, my knees around his waist this time, just touching his manhood slightly with my pelvis. I kissed his mouth again teasing him with my tongue. Then I pulled his hair, and he sighed.
I started to kiss his neck again, and then once again continued kissing and biting him down to below his waist. Then I took his throbbing cock in my mouth as far as I could without lifting my hands off the bed, but only for a few seconds.
Giovanni took a deep breath, exhaled through clenched teeth, and then moaned louder. “No more teasing, please.”
He was almost where I wanted him. I ran my tongue over his scrotum and up his shaft, slowly as he groaned. Then I shifted to his hip, and he lifted it up. I pushed him down and wrapped my lips around just the head of his erection, darting my tongue over the opening.
“Damn it, just suck it, or fuck me!”
I let go and looked up at him. He was struggling to get out of the cuffs, but I knew it was no use. I ran my tongue down his cock and over his balls while he moaned. Then I took his left testicle in my mouth and sucked on it.
“Oh, God!” he cried out, his hips lifting up as much as they could. When I released it and did the same to the right side, he tried to pull his legs free.
I glanced up and smiled. Next, I slid my tongue underneath, and then down. He squirmed as I licked his ass. I went back up a bit, and then down again.
“Why are you torturing me?”
I pushed my tongue against the tight opening. “It won’t be torture for long.” I smirked and put my index finger in my mouth, and then pushed it into him slightly.
“What’re you doing?” he shouted, upset.
I withdrew a bit, and then thrust in more. “Do you like it?”
He sighed but didn’t answer. I slowly did it a few times. I moved my body and took his cock into my mouth again as I continued fingering him. Chad would have screamed if I tried that on him.
I kept the same rhythm in both places, sucking hard as I rubbed the underside with my tongue. His loud moans told me he was enjoying it much more than ever before. I had planned to tease him until he begged for sex, but I couldn’t stop.
He gasped every time I thrust my finger into him and stroked his sweet spot. Then he groaned whenever I touched the head of his cock to the back of my throat. I could feel him getting closer to orgasm, faster than ever before.
“Oh God, Crystal!” Giovanni screamed, and then his load shot into my mouth. He writhed and moaned for so much longer than I thought he would.
I kept sucking and stroking him until I felt the swelling go down inside him. Then I looked up. “You OK?”
“I—I…” He was breathless. “Holy… shit!”
What I had read about male anal play was right: mind-blowing orgasms. I smiled, and then decided to give him a few minutes to recover and left the room.
“Hey, don’t leave me like this!”
From the bathroom, I shouted, “I’ll be back to torture you some more. Don’t worry.”
About 15 minutes later, I strode back in the room. He scowled at me as he pulled on the restraints. “Get me outta these.”
“No. I’m not done. Other girls stuck their tongues down your throat today. This is payback.”
“I’ll give you payback.”
I laughed. “You wish.” It was a bit unfair, but he asked me to do it. I got back up on the bed, still naked and kissed his lips. “Ready for round two?” He shook his head. “Too bad.” I bit the side of his neck that didn’t have enough hickeys on it. “I’m having fun, you know.”
Then I bit him down to his pelvis again. He had three distinct trails down his body. I smiled at my handy work. I looked at his cock that was hardening again. I ran my tongue down the shaft, and then back up. I never tired of tasting him.
“Uh,” Giovanni groaned.
I dragged my tongue up his body and sucked on his nipple. He sighed. Then I moved my mouth down to his hips. I ran the tip of my tongue over the sensitive skin and down to his thighs. I went over his scrotum to his other thigh. His hips started moving again.
“Enough already. It’s time to fuck.”
I looked up at him and climbed up his body before putting the condom on. Then I straddled his hips and quickly and let my pussy swallow his cock in one stroke. “You want
this?” I ground my hips into his as hard as I could.
“Please. Yes. Damn. That feels so good.”
I lifted up and dropped down on him hard a few times. “You like that, huh?”
“You know I do. Go faster, please.”
I smirked and put my hands back on his thighs.
“Oh, please. Yes.”
I wiggled my hips with him buried deep inside. “This?”
He moaned. “Fuck!”
I rode him that way for almost a minute while he moaned and tried to free his hands. I closed my eyes and arched my back as the ecstasy built. I went faster and dropped down harder. Within seconds, I screamed, and my hips froze. My body tensed and quivered for several minutes.
As soon as I recovered, I hopped off him. “Got what I wanted.” I stifled a laugh.
“Damn it! I was so close!” he cried out, desperately.
After a few minutes of glaring at me, he said, “Fine, have it your way, but I gotta pee, and unless you plan on cleaning it up, you better unlock me.”
I looked at him, wondering if he was serious. Then he made a face I had seen before. He wasn’t kidding. I took off the condom and opened the cuffs on his legs.
“Come on. I gotta go.”
As soon as his hands were free, he knocked me onto my back and held my hands down against the mattress. Then he shoved his cock into me, hard, and I cried out his name immediately. I clung to him, trembling all over.
He started to thrust even quicker, bringing me almost to orgasm, and then suddenly slowed down. The mischievous smile on his face told me it was payback. He did it several more times, and I wanted to kill him, but he had me pinned to the bed.
“No fair. Make me scream again. Please!”
“You didn’t stop when I asked you to,” he said, going faster again. I could see the teasing was affecting him as well.
When he slowed down for a tenth time, I cried out, “I’ll do anything if you just let me cum.” I tried to move my hips faster under him, but he put his weight on me so I couldn’t.
“I want my name written on your body.” Faster again.
I got so close that time. I felt the release start, and then he actually stopped his hips. His timing was so good. After he did it one more time, I relented. “Fine! I’ll do it. Just fuck me!”
His cock rammed into me hard and fast, again and again. “Oh God… Giovanni!” I grabbed his hair and pulled it as I shook within. “Oh, yes… Harder… Yes… That’s it… oh… oh… oh!” I clawed at him. “Enough! No… more… Please… Oh God!” So much stronger. “I’m… done… Please… cum… Please… Ay!” I felt like I was going to pass out. “Giovanni… enough… Uh… Please… God!” Another. “No… more… Shit!” My body started to give out. “I… can’t… Please… cum.”
Finally, Giovanni grabbed my ass and ground his hips into me. I sighed as his cock swelled. “Damn, Crystal!” Then he pulled out and spewed cum all over my abdomen and chest. “Shit! I almost came in you.” He dropped on the bed next to me, looking completely worn-out. “That was different. You were jealous, huh?” He took my hand in his and kissed my fingers.
“Livid may be a better word.” I was soaked with sweat and exhausted.
He turned to me. “I thought you were gonna clock that girl.” He smiled. “I like that side of you. And I love when you’re rough with me. Most of that was amazing.” He reached out and ran a hand down the side my body. “You agreed to put my name on you remember?”
“Yeah, where do you want it?”
“I want to get matching tattoos with our names. I was thinking a heart on fire, to represent the fire in out hearts for each other.” He kissed my lips. “We both got space on our left legs. I want people to know you’re mine.”
“I thought you wanted your name on my hips. Like, This Belongs to Giovanni or something.”
“I’m not that mean. Would you be up to doing it today if Manny’s free?”
“We can do it as soon as I can take a shower. I can’t even lift my arms.”
* * *
After getting the tattoos done and changing clothes, we headed to Chad’s. We had a gig that night. It was unusual for a Tuesday, but it was a fan’s Christmas party. Chad saw my leg while packing the vans. He quickly pulled me inside the house.
“Why would you get his name written on you?” He was almost yelling at me. “It’s like bad luck. You’ll be sorry if you guys don’t work out somehow.”
I rolled my eyes. “Chad, that’s just jealousy talking, and you know it. You want your name on me, right?”
“Well, that’d be cool, but that’s not why I said it.”
I reached up and put my hand on his shoulder. “Please, Chad. Try to be happy for me. We’re getting married soon. I want you there with me.”
Chad pulled away from me and went back outside. When I got back to the garage, he was helping put stuff in the vans again. I didn’t think he could be any more hurt.
“What did she do to you, Giovanni?” Phil laughed.
“She bit me.”
“No man. Look at your wrists. Did you let her tie you up?”
“Fuck!” Chad shouted and went inside again.
Giovanni looked at me and said, “Just go.”
I was glad he understood. I found Chad in his room, punching the wall. I dropped my purse and put my arms around him from behind.
“Get off me, Crystal!”
“No. I’m sorry.”
“Then why do you keep making it obvious? How fair is it that I have to see marks all over him?”
“Do you want me to tie you up?”
“Not unless you’re gonna fuck me after you do it.” He sighed. “How could you put his name on your body, when you’re not even sure you wanna marry him?”
“I am sure.”
He turned around. “Really?” Then he lifted me up and put me on his bed, quickly lying on top of me. “Try and resist this.” He kissed my lips passionately as he ground his hips into me, making his cock harden rather quickly.
I couldn’t hold back. I put my hands through his hair and sighed. His lips slid down to my neck and over my ear. Blood rushed to my loins as my legs spread, out of need.
He pulled my panties aside, and then his fingers prodded my opening. “See how wet I get you. You want me. Try and deny that.” His zipper opened. “You want this.” He rubbed his cock over my pussy.
He was right. I wanted him, badly. Nothing else mattered at that moment, besides getting his huge cock into me.
“I’ll give it to you if you just ask. I know you miss it.” He pushed in just a little. “You want more?”
Breathlessly, I pleaded, “Yes.”
He drove into me hard, and I moaned. “I knew it.” He thrust into me deeply a few times. “You can’t give me up.”
“Crystal, what’s taking so long?” Giovanni called to me.
Chad jumped off me fast and closed his pants. “I’m sorry, baby.” He helped me sit up. “I was just so mad.”
“You’re right. Marriage is a commitment.” I sighed; scared I would always want him. Then I took a few deep breaths and fixed my lipstick.
Chad led me outside with a hand on my back. Giovanni had taken his shirt off.
“They go down below your jeans, don’t they?” Chris asked, laughing.
Giovanni turned toward us as Chad shouted, “I don’t want to hear about it!” He turned around. “Put your fucking shirt on!”
I felt even worse. Chad was fuming mad and more jealous than ever. Just before we left, he punched the heavy bag so hard I thought it would come off the hook.
Chapter 36
“Don’t worry, pops. I’ll have her home by two,” Chad teased. We stood at the door, ready to go play pool without Giovanni a week later. Chad’s anger about the tattoo seemed to have dissipated.
Giovanni smiled and fixed my blouse. “OK, dear. Now, make sure his hands stay where they should be. I have the shotgun ready just in case.” He laughed. “Be good to my little girl.”
We all burst out laughing. It felt good to joke like that. Giovanni had a jealous look in his eyes when I said I didn’t want him to come. However, when I reminded him of his promise that we could still hang out, he relented.
Just as the door closed behind us, Chad picked up my hand. “Is he just faking it? I mean he really seems OK with this.”
“He told me he had to keep his promise. So I’m not sure.”
During our first game of pool, a blonde-haired woman came to Chad. “Can you sign my CD, please?” She was holding it along with a pen and looked nervous.
“Sure.” He smiled at her and inked his name.
She looked up at him. “Um, do you have a girlfriend?”
He glanced my way. “Not really.”
“Then do you have a date for New Year’s Eve?” She chewed on her bottom lip. “I think you’re an amazing guitarist, but I would love to know the real you.”
He backed up a bit. “Well, I don’t, uh…”
“It’s OK,” I whispered, putting a hand on his back. “You need to start dating. I want you to.”
He leaned down and softly replied, “I’m not ready.”
“Then just be friends. Who knows what could come of it.” I quelled the urge to scream from the jealousy eating at my heart. “I want you to be happy, too.”
“Chad,” the blonde said. “Take my phone number, just in case. I’m Maggie.” She handed him a piece of paper.
“I’m just getting over someone right now. So we’ll see.”
“We could just talk,” she assured him. “I wasn’t expecting anything more.”
Chad visibly relaxed. “That sounds good. I hate to be rude, but Crystal and I only got tonight to play.”
“I understand,” Maggie told him. “It’s obvious you’re getting over her. I never had anyone look at me the way you look at her. You know I wouldn’t even care if that’s all you wanted to talk about.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, that’s what friends are for.”
“I guess it couldn’t hurt to just talk.” He hugged her, loosely. “Nice to meet you, Maggie.”
When she finally walked away, I felt such relief, but smiled widely, pretending I was just fine with it. “She’s cute.”
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