Eye Candy

She giggles. “Wait. What about my pants?”

“We’ll get to that. First things first . . .” I secure a knot around the belt where the backs of Beth’s wrists are touching and test it, yanking on the end and giving her arms a light jerk. “Wouldn’t want you to get free,” I tease.

She blushes and bites her lip.

“Ready?”

“Hurry.”

“So bossy, Mrs. Tennyson. Don’t forget who’s tied up here.” I toss the rope over the thick, wooden beam and pull until Beth’s arms are fully extended above her head. Her back is arched, her lips parted, breaths leaving her like she’s being chased. If I were to pull any more, she’d go up on her toes, which is typically where I like her to be, but . . .

“Careful,” I remind her, when her eyes question why I’m not putting any more tension on the rope.

She nods once and watches me tie the end of the rope to one of the table legs.

The table is heavy. Solid metal. The only way she’s lifting it and putting slack on the rope is if she starts swinging from it. And that won’t be happening.

I’m a dirty fucker, but even I have limits.

“Now, about those pants.” I move behind her and run my hands down her sides, pressing my lips to the skin beneath her ear as my fingers tease the button of her jeans. “Mm. Do you feel that?” I ask, my cock rubbing her hip. “I think I’ll leave mine on and fuck you like this—just my dick out. What do you think? Are you gonna get it nice and wet for me if I do that?” I smile when all she can do is nod, her breathing so ragged she can’t form words anymore. I unfasten the button and slowly drag the zipper down. “But where should I fuck you . . . that is the question. I’ll leave this up to you. Where do you ache most, sweetheart? Here?” I push my hand into her panties and thrust two fingers inside her.

“Oh, fuck,” she gasps, her back arching away and her arms shaking. “Oh . . . oh, God.”

“No need to be formal when I’m finger-fucking you, Beth. I’ll answer to Reed.” I chuckle darkly, biting her neck. “Now, option two. I’m going to need to slide these pants down so I can get to that sweet little hole. Are you okay with that?”

“Yes.”

“So, you’re saying you want me in your ass . . .”

She drops her head forward and whimpers. “You know I do.”

“I do. I just like hearing you say it.” I pull my fingers out and drag them over her clit until she shudders. “Say it, Beth. Or I’ll stay right here and do this for hours.”

I’m bluffing. I’m too hard not to fuck her until we both can’t walk, and I think she knows that, until . . .

“Yes!” she cries out, craning her neck to glare at me. “I want you in my ass, okay? I want you everywhere, Reed. God, just . . . hurry up and do it already. I’m dying. Get in my ass.”

I smile, keeping my laughter silent, and kiss her cheek. “You might want to watch the volume. I’m pretty sure our daughter can hear you.”

Beth blinks, eyes going as round as saucers, her lips pinching together into a tight thin line.

“Horniest woman on the planet. You weren’t lying,” I tease.

“Well . . . you asked for it.”

I lose the smile and bring my fingers to my mouth, letting her watch me suck them. “You’re perfect,” I say. Fuck, the way she tastes. “Absolutely fucking perfect. I don’t deserve you.”

“Yes, you do.”

“I’m glad you think so. Not that I’d let you back out of this now even if you tried. But I would feel bad leaving a pregnant woman tied up in a storage room.”

She giggles sweetly, and we share a kiss that’s too tender for this moment, but we let it happen anyway. And even though our lips are soft and there’s barely any tongue, we’re both still panting when I pull away, because it’s us, and we know what’s coming.

We share a look—desire. Beth wets her lips. I squeeze the base of my dick until I groan, grip the sides of her jeans and yank them down to her thighs. Her panties follow. Then moving to stand beside her, I cup her pussy with one hand and slide my other between her cheeks.

I’m not smiling anymore. Neither is she.

I dip a finger into her pussy until it’s wet enough to press against her ass and do just that, slipping past that impossibly tight ring of muscle to the place where she grips me. I move my digit in and out. Her mouth falls open and her eyes roll closed.

“Reed,” she gasps, wiggling against my hands, taking me deeper.

Two fingers in her pussy. One in her ass. I drop my head beside hers and bite her jaw.

“You squeeze me so fucking tight,” I say, licking my way to her mouth. “Fuck, Beth.”

“More,” she begs.

I don’t ask where, because I know where. I know Beth. I know us.

I wet a second finger, push two in her ass, and add a third in her pussy. I fuck her steadily, rubbing my cock against her and moaning into her mouth.

“Fuck,” I breathe, pumping my hips and sliding along her skin. I stare at myself, at the swollen head dripping. “God, Beth, I could come like this.”

She’s so soft and warm, and wet. So fucking wet.

“Oh . . . oh, God.” Beth sags against me and rolls up onto her toes. “Let me come. Let me come,” she begs, knowing I’d typically stop now so I could feel her go off around my cock, but fuck, she doesn’t need to beg. Not now. Not like this.

I can’t stop.

“Yeah, do it,” I tell her, holding the fingers in her ass still and just fucking her pussy now. “Come. Come all over me, and I’ll lick it up after.”

“Oh shit.” Her back arches. “Reed. Oh . . . oh, God, yes. Yes!”

By some miracle, I’m able to slow the thrusting of my hips as she clamps down on my fingers, and lazily rub myself on her stomach. Beth moans through her orgasm, turning her head so I can take her mouth. I suck on her tongue, her body trembling and those sweet pulses dying out until she’s sighing and sated.

“God,” she pants against my mouth. “That was—”

“Nothing yet.”

I slip my fingers out of her and put a good amount of slack on the rope, then I press against her back and squeeze her breast with the hand she just drenched. “Bend over so I can eat. I’m fucking starving,” I growl against her ear, biting the lobe.

“O-okay.” Beth drops her elbows on the table and leans forward, sticking her ass out.

Standing behind her, I remove her boots and peel her jeans off so she can widen her legs. I drop to my knees and hold her open with one hand, stroking my cock with the other as I stare.

“Fuck, look at you.” I lean in and swipe my tongue between her legs, licking her cunt. She gasps and sits back, pushing more of herself into my mouth, and I groan. “You taste fucking unreal, you know that? So sweet. Like honey.”

“Reed.”

I lick up to her ass and wiggle my tongue inside her.

“Oh yes,” she moans.

I chuckle. “Dirty girl. Always want me right here, don’t you?” I slap her ass. She yelps, and I keep eating, moving my tongue all over her. Dipping in and out. Circling. “I’m not stopping until I get it all. Every last drop, Beth.”