Indulge

by Liv Morris

  “Jesus Christ, your mouth feels amazing. So fucking hot and wet.” I can feel his hardness on my stomach, and I don’t want to wait any longer. I’m ready!

  “Get up,” I say when he removes his finger. He shakes his head no as I say again, “Get up.” I buck my hips this time, catching him off guard and pushing him off me. His eyes get huge. I think he thinks that I changed my mind.

  Not quite.

  The moment he’s completely off me, I jump up and push him down into the bed. I’m going to take over. He looks momentarily stunned; he wasn’t expecting this. I bite my lip to hide my smile.

  I go straight for his pants. I don’t even bother with his belt or button. I go straight for the zipper on his jeans. I’m not taking my time. It is urgent that I have him immediately. I wrap my hand around his hard length and pull it through the zipper taking him into my mouth. I’ve never known someone could be so big. I have to keep my mouth open wide, to the point it’s painful, but it’s a delicious kind of pain.

  “Whoa, Angel,” he says as he bucks his hips up.

  I can’t stop.

  I can’t slow down.

  I take him, all of him. Hard and fast, feeling him in the back of my throat as he lifts his hips each time to meet my mouth.

  “Ah, fuck,” he hisses. He digs his hands into my hair, wanting to control the pace. I bring my hands up and pull his hands to his side, ripping some of my hair out in the process. Damn, that hurt.

  “I’m going to come,” he says through a clenched jaw.

  I slow my rhythm. I don’t want him to come yet. I want to savor the taste and feel of his hardness in my mouth. I want to keep him on the edge for a little while. I lick all the way up and back to the bottom in a slow tantalizing speed as he moans. I let go of one of his hands so that I can run mine up and down him, following it with my mouth.

  “Fuck. Yeah, baby.” He moans with pleasure. “Just like that.”

  I can’t help but smile around him. I take him until I feel him against the back of my throat, then suck up his length again until the tip pops out of my mouth like a lollipop. My cheeks are getting sore from sucking as hard as I can. My hand moves downward while my tongue circles his head.

  “Angel,” he pants, “you have to stop.” He arches his back. “Fuck!” He cries out.

  I hum with satisfaction as his words fill my ears. “I’m going to come.” I lightly squeeze the base of his dick and pull him in, sucking harder. And I feel it. I feel his body tighten.

  “Fuck!”

  I feel his release. I continue to suck and swallow every drop as he pulses inside my mouth. Savoring his taste; his taste that I can’t seem to get enough of.

  I slowly sit up and look at him lying there; shirtless, eyes closed, breathing fast. He opens his eyes, and they burn into me. “You, Angel...” he takes a deep breath, “are in for it now.”

  I slowly get up and slide off the bed. He lifts up on his elbows to stare at me, now standing at the end of the bed.

  I lick my lips, give him a huge smile and whisper, “We’ll see.” I turn and walk out of the room in search of my Victoria’s Secret bag. I plan on wearing one of my new outfits for him.

  Where is my bag? I thought he brought it in the house a few days ago. I look all around the garage. I’m already having trouble seeing straight due to the alcohol, so maybe I overlooked it somewhere. I walk back in the house, and stop, I can’t see anything. All the lights are off. But they were on a minute ago. Did Slade go to bed? He does have to work in the morning.

  I make my way quietly back to his room. Maybe he put it in there, and I just missed it. I walk back in the bedroom, being as quiet as possible. I shut the door and turn to try to find my way around the room, but it’s pitch black.

  “Crap, I can’t see anything,” I whisper to myself as I try to take a step forward without falling over something.

  “You’re not supposed to be able to see.”

  I stop dead in my tracks at his voice, and my heart starts to beat fast. Shit, what is he doing?

  “Slade? What are you doing? Did I wake you?”

  “No. I was waiting for you, Angel,” he says seductively.

  “Uh, what do you mean?” The hair on my neck stands up as my mouth goes dry. Why do I suddenly feel like a mouse who is about to get caught by the pet cat?

  “I want to play.”

  My heart rate speeds up, and my breath hitches. “Play?” I try to swallow, but the dryness is making it difficult. “What do you mean by play?” I start backtracking my way to the bedroom door.

  “You’ll see. I bought some toys the other day. I wasn’t sure if I was going to use them on you, but since you pulled that stunt, I decided why not.”

  My body trembles with need.

  I put my hands up in front of me, afraid I may trip or run into him. I don’t know what he means by toys. I’ve never used a toy before, but the thought of it is making my panties wet. I feel his arms wrap around me, and I yelp. He picks me up and throws me roughly on the bed.

  Instinct is to fight him, so I do. I hit him a few times in the chest then realize it’s not going to do any good. I need to shove him off me. As I go to move, he grabs both my wrists and holds them on either side of my head tightly.

  “Slade...”

  “Do you trust me?” I shiver as his hot breath lands on my neck.

  “Yes,” I answer without hesitation.

  His lips are on mine. It’s a sweet soft kiss that makes my body melt under him while his tongue enters my mouth. I feel him pushing my hands up towards the headboard slowly. I pull my wrists, trying to stop the movement. He stops moving them but does not release them. His mouth gets more forceful, and his tongue gets more demanding.

  His hands get tighter around my wrists, causing me to relax and not pull against him. He rubs his hard erection between my legs as I groan into his mouth.

  I feel my hands start to move upwards again, but I no longer care. All I care about is his legs between mine with his body weight on top of me.

  My stomach is doing flips, and my heart is beating out of my chest. I’m finding it hard to breathe from his weight and the deep kiss he’s giving me. I feel my arms stretched fully above my head, then something wrap around one wrist. Leather?

  He takes my tongue in his mouth and begins to suck on it, releasing it as he lightly bites my lower lip. I vaguely feel the same touch around my other wrist before he trails his hands down my arms and grabs my face on either side, kissing me deeply. His tongue moves slow and sweet, but with purpose. I realize he is no longer holding my hands above my head. I go to move them and…

  I can’t.

  There’s something wrapped around both of them. What did he do? I try tugging on them again as I pull my mouth away from his.

  “Slade, what are you doing?” I ask breathlessly.

  “Shhh,” he whispers in my ear. “Just relax, Angel. I have a favor to return.”

  I clench my legs tightly shut. Last time I came hard, and he only had one hand available. Now he has two!

  “No, no. None of that.”

  He kisses me, but I don’t open my mouth. I’m going to play with him as well. When I don’t respond, he takes a nipple in between two fingers and pinches it. I open my mouth and gasp. He lightly nibbles on my lip before he slides his tongue inside my mouth. I can’t help but suck on it and kiss him back. My body is on fire for him.

  “Good, Angel,” he murmurs against my lips. “Now it’s time for these to come off.’’

  He slides my jeans and underwear down my legs quickly. Once my jeans are off, I feel him get off the bed and hear his pants hit the floor. I pull my legs together and bend my knees bringing my legs up.

  I feel the bed dip as he crawls back on. My body jerks when he places his hands on top of my knees. He lets out a wicked chuckle that makes me tremble, and pushes my legs apart, centering himself between them. His hands skate their way up my legs, over my hip bones, my stomach...I know he can feel the goose bumps that bre
ak out over my body when his hands touch me. He brings them up to my breasts and grabs them both possessively, playing with both nipples. I arch my back and let out a moan.

  “That’s better,” he whispers. His hands leave my breasts, and I feel his body weight settle on me once again as his lips make contact on mine. It’s a slow sensual kiss, but when he pulls away it leaves me wanting more. I can feel his hard erection between my legs and my body starts to throb with need.

  “Please, Slade.” I beg arching my neck back.

  “What do you want, Angel?’’ he asks, running his fingers down my exposed neck.

  Ugh! I hate this game he plays! He damn well knows what I want.

  I lift my head up to find his lips, but I end up kissing his cheek. He places both hands on either side of my face then settles his lips on mine. “Tell me, Angel. What do you want me to do?” he whispers on my lips, sending chills down my spine.

  “I want you to fuck me,” I croak out, closing my eyes. God, why does he make me say it? I get rewarded with a peck on the forehead then his lips move to my neck.

  “Do you want to know what I’m going to do to you?” He licks up my neck.

  “Yes,” I pant.

  “I’m going to fuck you, Angel. Hard and fast. And when I’m done, you’re going to be begging for more.”

  He’s such an arrogant bastard.

  I have a feeling he’s telling the truth. Hell, we haven’t had sex yet, and I’ve already begged him for it, twice.

  “But not yet.”

  What the f—

  His lips crash on mine, and he’s holding nothing back. I try to get my arms free. I just want to touch him all over. I’m sure if I could get them free, I could get things moving along. He breaks off the kiss and starts trailing little kisses down my chest but stops at my left breast. He sucks lightly on my nipple as I let out a frustrating moan. It feels so good, yet it feels like torture. His hands leave my face as he begins kissing down my body again. He dips his tongue into my belly button, making me shudder. He gives feather-like kisses down to my hip bone. I tense up because I know exactly where he’s headed. I try to close my legs, but he places his hands on my inner thighs, holding them open as he sits between them.

  “Slade, I’ve never….”

  I take in a deep breath as he settles his face between my legs. His tongue licks over my sensitive spot, and my back bows.

  “Fuck, you taste so good,” he says against my lips.

  I shiver, pulling against my restraint. He pulls his face away and runs a finger, separating my folds. My body jerks when he settles his tongue back on me. His strong hands land on my hips to hold them in place. He starts out slow like his kiss, slowly exploring my most secret place. He licks between my folds as a shudder runs through me. I can’t hold back the noises that come out of my mouth.

  He lets go of one hip and his fingers join his tongue. They take turns working in and out of me. I pull against the restraints as my body arches, and I try to breathe.

  “Slade!” I call out as I feel that familiar sensation building up deep inside. I grab the straps that connect to the leather cuffs wrapped around my wrists. I feel the need to ground myself to the bed because my body feels like it is going to literally fall over the ledge if I’m not hanging on. He enters a second finger while his tongue pulls my sensitive spot into his mouth and sucks on it, throwing me over the edge as I scream his name.

  His hands are holding my hips down again while my body shudders. He pulls his mouth away from me, and the only noise you can hear in the room is my heavy breathing. My body continues shaking, and every part of my body is tingling. He gets up, and I hear him rip open a packet, then he’s hovering over me again.

  “You taste so good on my tongue, Angel.” He kisses me, his tongue exploring my mouth, and I taste myself on him. “So fucking sweet.” He runs his tongue over my lips. “Just like I knew you would.”

  I let out a strangled moan.

  He slides his hands down my body and grabs onto both hips as his thumbs make little circles over my hip bones.

  “This is one of my favorite spots,” he says, still making little circles. “Your skin is so smooth and warm.” He bends down and gives my hip bone a feathery kiss, then sits back up, running his fingers between my wet lips and opening me up for him.

  He slides in a finger, and I moan. “Please.”

  He removes it, and I hear a sucking noise. “I couldn’t wait to taste you again.”

  I shiver.

  He thrusts himself all the way into me.

  Hard.

  “Slade!” I cry out as my body stretches to allow him in. God, he is so big. I feel full and stretched beyond what I knew possible. My body tries to jerk back, but he holds me still by my hips.

  “Fuck, you feel so good.” He stills himself inside of me.

  “Slade,” I pant. I need him to do something; I need him to move.

  He lays his body flat on top of mine, putting his face in the crook of my neck. He pulls out slowly, then rams back into me. I scream out his name, arching my back.

  “Fuck! So tight,” he growls in my ear as he pulls out and slams into me again. I whimper as his words fill my head and his hot breath lands on my neck. He pulls back all the way and slowly gives me an inch at a time driving me insane.

  “Please, Slade. Harder,” I beg.

  “You want hard, baby?” he nibbles on my neck, making me shiver.

  “Yes. God, yes.”

  He pulls out and thrusts back in harder, pulling on my hips, deeper, making me whimper.

  “Like that, Angel?” he questions, nibbling my lip.

  “Yes. Faster,” I demand.

  He sits back, gripping my hips, and begins to fuck me unabashed, finally giving into what our bodies have been craving for too long. And it is amazing, I never knew it could feel this way.

  I moan and say incoherent things as he takes me higher with every stroke. He places his hands behind my knees and pushes my legs back to where the top of my thighs are on the sheets, opening me wider for him. I cry out as the position allows him to push even deeper.

  “Christ, Angel,” he growls.

  I whimper as he pulls out slowly, then thrusts back into me. I try to push my legs back to stretch them out, but he tightens his hands on my legs and holds them down. He is beyond controlling my body, he is overpowering it, and it is the most thrilling feeling I have ever felt.

  He lowers his body, and his lips brush mine. I open my mouth for him, and he takes my breath away as his mouth dominates mine. His hips pick up their pace as his tongue continues to slowly dance with mine.

  He pulls away and sits up, letting go of my legs. I wrap them around him as he places his thumb over my sweet spot and starts making little circles. It is already sensitive from earlier, so I quickly come again. He takes me places that I have never been and now that I’ve experienced it, I never want to leave.

  “God, you’re fucking amazing,” he whispers as he places his chest on mine to kiss me, pulling me away from my thoughts. His kiss is demanding, taking control of my mouth just like he is with my body.

  He continues to move in and out of me, but slows his pace. He removes his thumb and grabs both of my hips, lifting my ass up off the bed. He picks up his rhythm again. I can’t say anything, I am still shaking uncontrollably and trying to catch my breath. He starts to pull back and I tighten myself around him, pulling him back in.

  “Fuck!”

  He pushes into me, his fingers digging in my hips and pulling me towards him like he can’t get deep enough. I felt him stiffen while he mumbles a few choice words. He collapses on top of me, our bodies slick with sweat, laying together as we slow our breathing down. I flinch at the loss of him as he pulls out and discards the condom. I felt him reach over me and then the room is bathed in light. I squint at first then close my eyes. I like it dark where he can only feel me, not see me.

  “Open your eyes,” he demands softly. As I open my eyes, I look into his and my breat
h catches. He is absolutely gorgeous; his smooth muscular chest glistening with sweat, his hair messy just how I like, his eyes sparkling, and his lips...oh God, his lips. I can’t help but remember what they had done to me. I feel a blush creep up my cheeks when a slow smirk appears on his face, telling me he knows exactly what I am thinking.

  He stays like that for a few seconds before he leans down and kisses me. As he breaks off the kiss, he looks up above my head and releases my arms from the restraints. I immediately run my hands over his smooth muscular chest, feeling the sweat, then tangle them up in his hair.

  “God you’re so sexy,” I say as he hovers over me. He doesn’t respond; he just stares at me, but the smirk has vanished. I sit up and take his face in my hands.

  “Are you okay?”

  He doesn’t respond.

  “Slade, is something wrong?”

  He is scaring me. Those baby blue eyes are staring into mine like he is looking at my soul. I feel exposed, and I’m afraid that he has found out what I’m trying to hold back.

  Love!

  I am falling for this man, which is crazy! I barely know him, but he has turned my life upside down and inside out.

  I have a feeling he just found out my secret, and now he’s going to push me away, breaking my heart in the process.

  Chapter Fifteen

  I can’t stop looking at her. What we just shared was amazing.

  Wait, no.

  There are no words for what we just shared. The way I felt inside of her was unreal, and now that I’ve had her, I’m never going to let her go.

  “Everything’s great.” I give her a reassuring smile. “Why don’t you go on in the bathroom and start getting ready for bed? I’ll be there in a second.” I give her a kiss on the forehead as she nods and rolls off the bed.

  Once she’s in the bathroom, I sit there for a second and look at the brown leather cuffs lying on the bed. I had never used restraints with anyone, and thought twice before I bought them, but now I’m glad I did. We will definitely be using those again.

  I smile to myself as I undo them from the bed and place them in my night stand. As I start to walk to the bathroom, I hear my phone vibrating in my jeans. I have three text messages.