When she calls me by my full name, it makes my dick spring to life.
We’ve tried a lot of things in the bedroom, mainly positions and using sex toys. We’ve even talked about me spanking her, but I’ve been waiting for the time to be right.
“Would you like me to tie you up and spank you, Sapphire?” I know it’s what she and I both want to try.
“Yes,” she pants, looking at me with those big blue eyes. “You like being in control. I trust you, Elijah. This is a safe way for us to explore this together.”
Her words alone have precum already leaking from the tip of my cock.
“Take this off,” I tell her, my mouth instantly dry, my dick thickening in my jeans as I slide my fingers under the hem of the shirt she’s wearing, which is the only thing she has on, and then lower my lips to her neck, licking and nibbling the spot behind her ear which drives her wild and heightens her orgasms, before letting her remove my shirt over her head.
“Move up the bed,” I instruct firmly.
She looks at me with desire burning in her eyes, hot enough to melt gold.
It turns me on how much she loves sex. Loves sex with me.
As she moves up the bed, I remove my T-shirt, unbuckle my belt, then unzip my fly, before freeing my dick from my jeans, tugging on it to relieve the painful throbbing in my balls.
Licking her lips, she shifts her gaze to my cock, practically salivating at the sight of it.
“Move up the bed,” I tell her again, because she’s mesmerized, watching me stroke myself, rubbing my thumb over my crown as she lies there totally naked and exposed. For me. Her shiny belly ring winking at me, tempting me to give it a tug between my teeth, but I don’t.
It can wait.
Pushing my jeans down my hips, off my legs and feet, I leave them in a heap on the floor as I walk over to the drapes and flick a tie back off its hook.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask, returning to the bed where she’s already laid her feet flat against the comforter, showing me how wet her pussy is for me, her excitement coating her inner thighs.
She’s always so responsive.
She nods, biting her bottom lip between her teeth.
“I need words, baby.” I urge her to follow the rules of consent.
“Yes, Elijah, I’m sure.”
“If we do this, we need a safe word.” I place one knee on the mattress, then another, crawling up the bed toward her. “Pick one.” I bow my head and kiss her nipple, pulling it into my mouth, licking and sucking as she rakes her hands through my hair.
“Uh, uh, uh. No touching.” I curl my hand around her wrist and gently move it above her head, then the other, brushing my thumbs across her wrists as if giving her one last chance to change her mind.
“Rainbow.” She arches her back when my cock rubs against her pussy. There’s so much certainty in her words, and I know I won’t have to ask her again when she nods, telling me to go ahead. I would roll my eyes at the predictability of her safe word, but it’s so right for us, for her.
I wrap the soft length of cream cord tieback around her wrists, slowly, deliberately, carefully, each loop a silent promise that she’s safe with me, the knot secure but not too tight, just firm enough for her to feel my intention.
Gathering the ends of the tieback, I draw them toward the metal swirls of the headboard and fasten them there, her chest rising and falling as the seconds pass.
Eyes locked with mine, she tugs on it to test it then beams a smile at me. “I like how that feels,” she whispers, her voice sweet and sultry.
When I’m done, I pause and look down at her beautiful body, curves for days, toned thighs I have spent most of the week between and can’t get enough of. There isn’t a single thing about her I would change.
I let the moment settle between us, charged with heat, passion, trust, and anticipation of what’s to come.
“Do you want me to spank you, Sapphire?” I groan at the thought of her pale skin pinkening up from my hand.
“Yes.”
“Do I have your consent?”