“You’re insufferable. If I agree, will you shut up?”
A wicked grin lit his face at her grumpy acceptance. He lifted off her and strode away, feeling her eyes upon him. So maybe he flexed his sculpted ass a little extra as he walked into his closet. No harm in showing off what he worked hard for.
He emerged shortly after with a black pouch and a couple of his ties.
“Pick one. My ties, or—” he held up the black velvet bag, the clinking sounds within it giving away that there was something metallic in there, “links with wrist cuffs.”
“Ties.”
“Lie down. Wrists out,” he instructed her. With an efficiency that could only come from practice, he wound his tie around her wrists, leaving a length dangling from the middle.
“I like seeing my ties holding you,” he admitted, causing her to roll her eyes at the inherently primal comment. The sullen confidence on her face faltered when Vihaan tugged till her arms were raised above her head, securing the open length against his headboard.
He stepped back, raking a gaze over the naked form splayed on his dark sheets. With her creamy skin, obsidian eyes, and bee-stung lips, she looked like a forest nymph who’d come into the human world to indulge in erotic dalliances. His eyes lingered on her breasts, round and high with pink nipples, the colour of dark roses. Her stomach was flat, her long legs so slim and delicate looking that the thought of having them wrapped around his hips while he pounded into her was enough to make him leak.
His memories didn’t do her justice. Even as he dug in her purse for the discreet bullet vibrator she said she had, and took a moment to slide his condom on, his sights were on her. No matter how much he looked, how hard he tried to find a flaw, her perfection was undeniable.
Unable to help himself, he leaned over her, causing her eyes to widen. The sharp intake of her breath when his stubble brushed along her cheek was music to his ears. He nudged her face up, pressing nibbling kisses along the edge of her jaw. Her chest heaved up invitingly, but he kept himself raised, only his lips touching her skin. He dragged his teeth along the side of her neck and bit down gently at her pulse point, feeling her throat working hard against his mouth. With her hands bound, there was nothing she could do besides accept his slow torment. With precision, his lips charted a sinuous course along her shoulder, down her ribs, dipping into her navel and back up, taking his time to taste every sweet inch of her gorgeous body. Vera’s breathing turned into pants—soft, impatient sounds interrupting the silence around them. She jerked when he nipped at her nipple before soothing her with gentle licks, her thighs rubbing together to relieve the rising tension between them.
“Nuh-uh,” Vihaan rumbled, spreading her knees apart to settle between them once more. “None of that. You’ll wait and take what I give you. You’ll come when I see fit, and not before that.”
“You’re taking too long,” she growled, tugging at her restraints now.
He didn’t know if he’d get another chance like this. He needed to get his fill today so that he wouldn’t be left wondering what he was missing. So that this obsession with her would lessen. So yes, he was going to take all night if he needed to: to taste her, to have her begging and shuddering beneath him, to watch as she orgasmed to his touch.
“You said I can’t kiss your mouth or your sweet, little pussy. But I plan to kiss every other part of your body until you can’t think straight.” She gasped when he slapped the side of her breast before squeezing it, rubbing his thumb over the rosy tip. “Until you only feel the things I allow you to feel.” He trapped one tender nipple between his teeth and tugged at it, purring when she whimpered for more. “That way, you can never again claim that you don’t enjoy being under me, getting fucked so hard that the stars in the sky shine in your irises instead.”
Her beautiful eyes widened, knowing he was recalling her annoyed diss at the office. He held up the vibrator in his hands, nodding towards it to let her know he planned on using it now.
“You say stop, I stop. Got it?”
“I won’t say stop.”
Her gaze flew to his in alarm when his fingers slid behind her neck, angling her face up towards his. His hold tightened, just enough to show who was in charge. “This is not a challenge. It’s about safety. You say stop, I stop. Period. No one wins if you get hurt.”
“I—I understand.”
He said nothing, rewarding her response with a single soft kiss over her drumming heart. He slithered down her body, dropping smooth kisses and gentle bites on her damp skin, along her calves, even the insides of her thighs.
She shifted restlessly when he blew lightly against her pulsating core, her hips jerking up, searching for stimulation. Her belly dipped when he nuzzled the side of her waist and higher.
“I can’t—” Her voice choked on her complaint when he cupped her pussy, curious fingers tickling her opening before going even lower. “Wha. . . Vihaan?”
“Have you let anyone touch you here?” he asked softly, barely grazing the rosebud of her ass with his thumb as he dragged it up and away before pressing into her still wet centre.
“N—no.” Her eyes fluttered shut, her chest rising and falling just a little bit quicker when he languidly inserted his entire thumb in, giving her a taste of how it would feel when he finally filled her.
“Will you let me?”
“Why?”
He licked into the hollow of her throat, his words hot against her skin. “Because you, Princess, have always thrived on challenges. A touch of the forbidden is a challenge you’ll enjoy. I’d make sure of it.”
She cried out softly when he slid two long fingers into her, using his thumb to massage the sensitive skin between her pussy and ass. He wanted her to feel the same madness that she seemed to elicit in him, willing to swan-dive alongside him into an abyss of erotic indulgence.
“No penetration?” she managed to ask, her breathing heavy.
“Surfacing. Some shallowing. Just a dip in, nothing deep.”