“Turn around,” I told her.
She turned, presenting me with the most beautiful series of curves any man has ever seen. From the rounded lines of her arms and shoulders to the arc of her back to the flare of her hips, she was perfection. I poured the rest of the bourbon at the base of her neck and watched it cascade down her back and disappear in the crack of her ass. Getting to my knees, I set the glass aside. “Now spread your legs like a good little slut.”
She did as I requested, arching her back, and I licked and sucked the bourbon from her * to her ass, making her quiver and moan. I fucked her with my tongue, reaching around to rub her clit with one hand while the other held her trembling legs apart. “God, you taste so fucking good. I could do this all night.”
“I love it,” she breathed. “I love your mouth on me.” She rocked her hips against my hands and tongue, her sighs coming closer and closer together, her voice rising, until finally she cried out in rapture, her body going slack.
“Miles,” she said weakly. “I might pull this bar right out of the wall. I can’t stand up.”
I dragged my tongue up her ass as I stood. “Need something to sit on?” I asked, unzipping my jeans and shoving them down. My cock burst out of my pants like a jack-in-the box.
“Yes. Please,” she panted. “Do it.”
She was soaking wet from my mouth as well as her own desire, so my cock slid easily inside her. Both of us groaned as I grabbed her hips and buried myself deep. Oh, fuck, that body. The muscles in her back. That ass. I wanted it for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day of my life. Digging my fingers into her flesh, I watched myself move in and out of her, slowly but forcefully. Each thrust was punctuated by a gasp from her as I tested the limits of how far I could go.
I’d planned on teasing her a little more, playing a game, making her wait. But with my cock so hard and her * so wet and her ass so pretty, I lost all control. My body moved purely on instinct. “Christ,” I snarled, fucking her hard and deep, so hard she rose up on her toes with every thrust. “I want to come on your ass.” I wanted to come inside her too, but that ass. And she was so vulnerable and helpless, bound and blindfolded like she was—even if she said no, I could still do it. She couldn’t stop me. Was I a total fucking asshole because that turned me on?
I needn’t have worried.
“Yes!” she begged. “Do it.”
“Fuck!” My balls tightened up and I waited until the last possible second before I pulled out and took my cock in my fist, working my hand up and down as I came all over her.
I swear I lost vision.
I might have lost my hearing too.
When I could see again, I flattened a palm on her upper back and blinked in amazed, grateful disbelief at the sight of what I’d just done to her. Truthfully, I’d done dirtier things to other girls, but it hadn’t felt nearly so illicit. Doing this stuff with Natalie was like stealing a priceless work of art and getting away with it.
If only I could keep it.
But I couldn’t. I had to give her back the day after tomorrow, which meant that I had only one more day and night to spend with her.
Unless…
No. Don’t start making any promises you can’t keep. This sweet, beautiful girl you adore just let you tie her up in your closet, lick bourbon off her body, and come all over her ass. She’s your friend. Enough.
Gently I slipped her wrists from the tie I’d used to bind them and pulled the blindfold off as well. Taking her hand, I led her into the bathroom where I ran the shower, slipped in beside her, and washed her off from head to toe.
Clean and damp, we slid between the sheets of my bed and snuggled up together, her head on my chest, her leg over my waist. I put an arm around her shoulders and a hand on her thigh, pressing my lips to her head as we drifted off to sleep.
It felt so good. What the fuck was the matter with me that I didn’t want this forever?
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The next morning, I woke up to the sound of rain against the window. Immediately I felt around for Natalie, but she wasn’t there. I reached for my glasses, and once they were on I saw her standing at the window peeking out the side of the shade, stark naked.
I was speechless. She looked so beautiful in the soft gray light filtering through the shade. My plan had been to let her sleep in and go get us some breakfast, but I’d woken up semi-hard and now the sight of her had me at full mast.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. “Morning.”
“Morning.” My voice cracked, but something inside me was cracking too.
“It’s raining.”
“I hear it. What time is it?”
“A little after nine. I thought I’d sleep more, but I’m so used to getting up early, I can’t help it. Hope I didn’t wake you.”
“You didn’t. Come here.” My entire body was aching for her. This was so uncool.
But I had to have her near me.