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  “Yes.”

  “If anything feels strange or uncomfortable, just say lemon and I’ll back off. Is that clear?”

  She nods.

  “What’s the word you need to use if things aren’t pleasurable anymore?”

  “Lemon.”

  “Very good.”

  I quicken my fingers, consumed by my own desire to lose my cock deep inside her warm pussy. When I finish undoing the buttons on her shirt, the yellow fabric opens and she stands beautifully with her arms stretched above her head half-naked. In this empty barn. In broad daylight. She flinches and looks away from my gaze, but I tighten my grip.

  “What are you trying to do?”

  “Jake. It’s so bright in here.” She blushes.

  “You say that as if it’s a bad thing.”

  “I don’t… I mean it’s… Well…”

  “Are you hurt?”

  “No,” she whispers.

  “Then what’s the problem?”

  “There’s nowhere for me to hide.” She fixates her gaze on my boots and she bites her lower lip like a child who’s delivered the wrong answer to a strict teacher.

  “Why would you want to hide from my eyes? I’ve already seen you in all your naked glory, Ali.”

  “But you haven’t seen my body under the sunshine like this.”

  “If you knew what you do to me, you’d know you have no reason in the world to worry. I’m enjoying every glimpse I catch of your sultriness—especially under the bright sun.”

  “You are?”

  “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

  She laughs.

  “Can I go back to ravishing you now?”

  “Yes, please.”

  “For the next hour or so, your body is mine. Are we clear?”

  “I am.”

  I reward her by caressing her tits and when a shudder runs through her, I bite her lower lip to intensify the pain-pleasure factor. I push her backwards until we reach a little alcove right under the ledge of the exposed attic that was originally built for extra storage by the former owners. The wooden beams hang lower here than in the rest of the barn and the gap between the beams and the ceiling is wide enough to fit a thick rope.

  “Don’t move.”

  I walk to the other side of the barn and fish through one of the wooden crates until I touch the rough finish of a large rope. I search a little more before finding a few thinner ropes. I pull all four out and turn around to face Ali.

  She frowns at first as if she can’t believe what she’s seeing. Her gaze bounces from my hands to my face, searching for answers. I can tell she’s taken aback.

  “You can’t be serious. You want to tie me down?”

  “You said you trusted me.”

  “Yeah, but I didn’t think you were going to shackle me like a prisoner.”

  “If your hands are restrained, you won’t have a choice but to savor the pleasure I intend on inflicting on your body, sweetness.”

  “I don’t know about this, Jake.”

  “It’s all about pleasure, baby. Yours and mine.” I cup my cock with my free hand to show her how much I want her. “You know what to say if things get uncomfortable?”

  She nods. “Lemon.”

  “You have nothing to worry about then.” I smile, moving back to where she’s still standing docilely. “If you didn’t trust me, you’d already have run out the door.”

  She opens her mouth to respond, but nothing comes out.

  You’re dying for me to push you past the limits of your vanilla sex life.

  “Take off your jeans and your shoes.”

  “What?”

  “Get. Undressed. Now.”

  She closes her gaping mouth and kicks off her sneakers before fiddling nervously with the zipper of her jeans. I guess I could turn around and give her a few minutes of privacy, but I’m enjoying the sight of her too much to afford her the luxury of disrobing without me staring.

  “Now take off your bra and slide out of those panties before I rip them off of you,” I growl, conscious of my hardening erection.

  She unhooks her bra and drops it to the floor. She shimmies out of her panties and tosses those to the side with her foot. God, she’s delicious. She covers her breasts and her pussy, causing me to smile, amused by her attempt to conceal herself.

  “Your shyness only turns me on even more. You do realize that, don’t you?” I lick my lips, anticipating how sweet her tits will feel inside my mouth.

  She looks up at me from under her lashes and something in her has changed. Perhaps my commands are turning her on or maybe my rawness is making her wet, but I read the same lust I’m struggling to repress in order to control my feral nature.

  I shove the ends of one of the thinner ropes inside my jeans, dropping the other two on the floor before flinging the thicker rope over the beam above me. I pull one end and tie it to a metal ring plunged in a side beam. I turn on my heel to face her.

  She’s gorgeous and the submissive way she’s batting her eyelashes at me is so freaking hot.

  “Give me your wrists.”

  When she hesitates, I wait patiently, my eyes on her.

  She trusts me, but she’s not doing as I ask.

  “Remember, we can stop this at any time.” I take a few steps closer until I’m dominating her with my presence again.

  “I want to continue,” she says, holding out her arms while staring straight into my eyes. She places her hands into mine and I can’t help but smile in approval. I lift her hands over her head and I lean forward, putting my weight against her, anchoring her in place.

  “Form two fists in the air with your hands, but keep them above your head.”

  She obeys. I grab one of the thin ropes and wind it around her wrists. I wrap each end five times and then I cross the ropes beneath the handcuffs-to-be.

  “Ahhh.”

  “Are you okay?”

  She nods. I grab the ends of the rope and wind them around before lifting the last loop and tucking the end of the rope through the resulting circles from one side to the other. I gather the remaining rope dangling from her wrists and pull them tightly together. I lift her arms a little higher and I tie the ends of the thin rope to the larger one that’s hovering from the beam over my head.

  I’ve been fantasizing about this for a few weeks now, but I didn’t expect to be able to play with someone so soon.

  Once I secure her, I lower my gaze to make sure she still trusts me. “Is this too tight? I left enough give to avoid any numbness in your arms. You should be comfortable for the next little while.”

  Ali looks up at her handcuffed wrists in awe. She inhales sharply and yanks as if to test my roping skills.

  She’s a feisty one.

  “You’re restrained. You’re not going very far, baby.”

  Tilting her head a little further as if she doesn’t believe me, she stares at the handmade cuffs encircling her wrists, securing her to the thick rope that’s been lassoed over the wooden beam. She tugs as if she’s going to plunge over the edge of panic before bringing her eyes to mine.

  “Jake? I don’t know about this.” Her voice shakes. She squirms underneath me.

  I grab her face between my hands in an effort to calm her frantic movement. I caress her face, but I’m still holding on to her. “Ali, look at me.” My command forces her to focus her attention to me. “You know I’m not going to hurt you. You do believe me, don’t you?”

  She hesitates a few seconds, but finally she looks into my eyes and she nods.

  “You have my word, I’m not going to leave you here alone roped up like this. Your job is simply to enjoy the ride. Can you do that?”

  She gives me a tiny nod.

  “Good girl.” I lower my head and kiss her with hunger. The cadence is fast and furious—just like I like it.

  “More,” she whispers between my kisses.

  “Don’t worry, I’m just getting started.”

  I needed to be certain she really wanted to be pushe
d further and I was willing to take as much time as necessary to make sure she was comfortable with our naughty play, but being so close to her naked body is going to make me lose my fucking mind.

  I can’t wait any longer.

  Bending my head towards her tits, I lick sensually over her right nipple. She jerks.

  “I’ve wanted to suck on these since I woke up this morning.”

  She tries to pull her arms down, but she stops fighting with the rope when she accepts she can’t escape.

  “I can’t touch you,” she laments as if this is the first time she fully realizes how in control I am right now.

  “No, you can’t, baby.”

  “But I want to touch you,” she pleads.

  “For now, let me touch you where I want, how I want.”

  Her eyes are almost begging me to free her, but when I cup both her breasts into my hands, stroking her hard nipples with my thumbs, she bites down a moan and forgets all about her need to touch me. Her head thumps back as she closes her eyes, finally allowing herself to submit fully to me.

  “It’s not so bad is it?” A soft moan escapes her lips as she gyrates her hips in circular motions. “I guess you agree with me,” I murmur in her ear. “When I play with your nipples like this, do I send a charge all the way down to your wet pussy?” I bite on her right nipple and she gasps. “That’s what I thought.”

  “You’re going to make me forget my name if you keep this up for an hour.”

  “I intend on making you forget way more than your name by the time I’m done fucking you.”

  She lowers her eyes to me and instead of the worry I read a few minutes ago, what flickers in her gaze hardens my dick.

  I kiss her, taking her mouth slowly and passionately, letting my hands wander over her full breasts.

  “Your tits are every man’s dream.”

  She giggles and shakes her head, unwilling to accept my compliment.

  Her nipples are surely going to make me mad. They are pale pink like cotton candy and they are velvety soft. I please myself for a while, licking and sucking until the hard peaks turn into a vibrant shade of red, indicating she’s as turned on as I am. Her body slowly turns hotter than the beaming sun peering through the cracks of the roof’s wooden planks. Under my touch, her body eases slightly.

  She must think this is as far as it goes. She’s in for a big surprise.

  I kneel down in front of her and reach out for the other two ropes I dropped to the floor a few minutes ago. I caress her stomach and travel sensually all the way down to her painted toenails. I grab her left ankle and I’m amused by how she’s desperately trying to keep her legs together in protest.

  “You don’t want to spread your legs open for me? You seemed to enjoy it last night.”

  “You can’t possibly be going to shackle my ankles with these ropes.”

  “Do you want partial pleasure or full-on heart-stopping pleasure?” I know it’s devious to answer her question with such a daring one, but I’m about to take her to a place she never thought existed.

  She closes her eyes in agreement and I tie her left ankle securely before pulling the rope towards a beam. I knot the rope to another metal hook and I open her up to ensure her leg is angled outward. When I do the same to her right ankle, I hear a whimper of worry.

  “You’ll be whimpering with joy in a few minutes, sweetness,” I say, standing back up. I take a step back and I nod, satisfied. She’s perfectly exposed, her sweet pussy awaiting my touch.

  Taking a step closer, I lean forward and I run my hand up and down her restrained arms until her breathing eases and she stops pulling at the ropes.

  “You’re getting used to this, aren’t you?” I whisper in her ear. “I can’t explain what a turn-on it is to see you like this. I’m going to do things to your body you’ll never forget. You’re mine in every way now.”

  She looks at me with dilated pupils and she can’t conceal the quivering of her body at the rawness of my words. I take a few steps backwards before grabbing a small stool and I return to where Ali is roped. I plop the seat in front of her and I sit down right in front of her pussy.

  “Jake, what are you going to do to me?” she pants, looking down at me.

  “Nothing I haven’t already done to you last night. This is going to be a little… let’s say, edgier.”

  “Edgier?”

  “It’s a different level of enjoyment for both of us when I’m fully in control.”

  “Oh,” she exhales.

  “Ali, my cock is so fucking hard looking at you. You’re like a feast with your arms over your head and your big tits jiggling freely with your breathing. You might be asking questions, but your hardening nipples betray your arousal, sweetness,” I say, reaching out and pinching her rosy peaks.

  “Jake.” Her cry sounds like a plea and it only fuels the alpha in me.

  “You like it when I tease your tits, don’t you?”

  “Yes, please don’t stop.”

  “I love hearing you beg for more.”

  I kiss and caress her body until I reach the lower part of her tummy.

  “I bet you if I were to slide my finger inside your pussy, you’d drip all over my hand.”

  “Argh,” she pants. “You’re going to make me come without having to fuck me if you keep talking like this.”

  “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve used my mouth to pleasure you. I never pegged you for a girl who would sport a landing strip, Ali. Were you trying to deceive me with your stories of tame past sexual encounters? Because your pussy exposed like this under the sun says otherwise.”

  “Oh, oh, oh.” She swings her hips forward hoping to touch my hand, but I move it back to tease her further. She’s so turned on now, I could light her up like a bushfire just by blowing on her pussy.

  “You want me to touch you, don’t you?”

  “I need you to touch me, Jake.”

  “I’m not ready yet. I’m too consumed by admiring how the light glows against the little patch of your pubic hair.”

  She moans an inaudible sound and folds her lower lip into her mouth in hopes of calming her mounting desire.

  “I’ve got to tell you, with your legs widely spread like this and your inner lips peeking out begging for my tongue, I really don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold it together before I need to fuck you and shoot my load inside you. You make my cock extremely hard.”

  “I do?” she pants. I run my finger through her pussy and I smile. “Jesus.”

  “Naughty girl, you’re so very, very, wet.” I slick her pussy with her moisture and I stroke over her clit, enjoying her high-pitched whine. I taunt her further by sliding my finger over one side of her engorged node, over the hood and down the other. “You like that?” Her body convulses and I ignore her gasp of pleasure as I ruthlessly drive her right to the edge of climax. “Are you close, baby?” She nods helplessly, too consumed to even bother answering. When I lift my hand, her hips try to follow. Her eyes are half closed.

  “You can’t possibly stop now.”

  “I have no intention of stopping until I make you squirm.” Under her watchful eyes, I lean forward and I lick right over her clit.

  The second my lips touch her pussy she bobs her head backward, fighting the overpowering sensation.

  “Christ, your wet tongue is going to drive me completely out of my mind.”

  “I haven’t even started licking you properly yet, baby. Save your prayers for later.”

  A soft cry escapes her lips and she attempts to lift her hips closer to my mouth, but the ropes I used to restrain her legs are too tight for her to move freely. She resigns herself to quivering, realizing she can only take pleasure from me. She can’t return the favor. From the way she’s rocking her hips I’d say she’s very close. The more I lick her, the more her legs tremble.

  “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she begs.

  “You like what I’m doing to you?”

  Lick.
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br />   “You’re dying for me to take you there.”

  Lick.

  “You want me to make you come screaming out my name.”

  Lick. Lick. Lick.

  “Or would you prefer for me to lick you so hard you pass out when the blood hits your brain from the powerful climax?”

  “Jesus.”

  I continue to tease her, increasing my cadence, pushing her further. Her body tightens and her hips push forward as far as the ropes allow. She still wants to believe she can control this dance.

  “Are you being impatient again, Ali?” I lift my head and I stop pleasuring her.

  “No. You can’t do this to me.” She’s flushed with passion like a woman on the verge of losing all reason.

  “I decide when you come,” I warn her.

  “Please, Jake, I’m begging you to make me come,” she pants. “Now.”

  “Force my hand again and I’ll untie you right now, grab my hat and I’ll walk out of this barn.”

  She slowly lifts her head and looks down at me with pleading eyes. “This isn’t funny.”

  “I’m not trying to amuse you. My goal is to bring you the type of unbridled pleasure that will make you think you’re free-falling through the crack of an abyss.”

  She frowns and I can tell her body is responding beautifully to my sensual touch. I’m ready to give her what she craves, but hearing her beg so desperately only intensifies my own arousal. My bulging cock is pressing so hard against the zipper of my jeans, I’m sure it won’t take much to burst it wide open. Her eyes are still on me as she watches intently, and I’m still trying to determine if my words have appeased her or not.

  “Damn you,” she spits out, yanking at her restraints in protest

  “You’re still fighting this, Ali.”

  She opens her mouth to say something, but I shut her up. I circle her opening before plunging my finger inside her—fast and hard.

  “Fuck.”

  I lower my head and set my mouth on her, licking her pussy mercilessly along the sides of her clit. Again and again and again.

  “Hoo… Haa… Ohh…” she chants deliriously.

  “God, you taste so fucking good,” I tease before thrusting my finger in and out of her wetness, scraping against her inner walls. I flick my tongue over her swollen nub while I finger-fuck her until she quivers. Each one of my calculated touches gets me the reaction I want from her.