NERTHUS
“I can explain,” I breathe out, making him bark out a laugh.
“Oh, I’m eager to hear that explanation,” he says amused.
I gulp at my heart sinking to my stomach, making him tilt his head at me. “So?”
“Sorry, I didn’t think you would react like that,” I whisper, and he laughs.
Clearing my throat, I shift in my seat, making him increase his hold on me. “I told you. I didn’t know how to react. And I was scared of doing something stupid that would have scared you off again.”
“So, it doesn’t bother you? What I said, I mean.” He asks me, looping his fingers into the side wings of my panties.
Biting my bottom lip, I shake my head. “Not at all.”
He hums approvingly while he slips my panties off me. As he moves his hands up my legs again, his thumbs trace the inside of my thighs, spreading my legs slowly.
Kneeling, he gets between my legs and brings my hands together behind the backrest of the chair. He holds them together with one hand while he wraps his tie around my wrists with the other.
Even if I’m feeling highly uncomfortable at the fact that he is tying me to a chair, I gulp while trying not to sound too desperate. “Don’t you want to bind me to your bed, big boy? Maybe that would be more fun?”
He chuckles as he ignores my pleading, pulling at the ends of his tie which he formed a knot in. I gasp, feeling the jerk and close my eyes shortly, only to reopen them and meet his burning gaze directly.
“Wouldn’t be a punishment, would it?” he asks cockily, making me shake my head while I feel my chest tighten.
Shaking my head once again, I smile shyly. “I guess not, no.”
“Don’t move.” He stands up, leaving me alone for a few heartbeats only to come back into the room with new accessories for my pleasurable torture.
I would ogle his shirt stretching on his chest while he has his sleeves rolled up if I wasn’t too busy staring at the cable ties in his hands.
“You can’t be serious,” I glare at him, making him chuckle.
Getting back onto his knees, he starts tying my feet to the legs of the chair. “I really like seeing you on your knees, Arawn, but this is too much.”
He ignores me, and I decide to bite my tongue while taking deep breaths until he is done. As he finishes, straightens his back, and looks back at me, I smile at him feebly. “Please.”
“Just relax,” he orders me, his tone as cold as the room we are currently in.
As he presses himself against me and starts kissing me, I relax instinctively. He moves his hands slowly up and down my thighs, caressing me gently.
I try to move my hands out of the knotted tie several times, but he seems to be a master in bondage. I would love nothing more than to touch him and open his shirt to feel his hot skin under my fingertips.
The longer he kisses me, the wetter I get. With every move of his tongue against mine, my desire to feel it on my throbbing core increases drastically.
I moan as I realize that he is seducing me and that it actually works.
Slowly, I start to relax against the backrest of the chair, enjoying the friction between our lips.
Arawn spreads my legs wider as he breaks the kiss and moves his lips up and down on the skin of my neck.
I’ve long stopped protesting as I let myself go in my haze. My lust-driven mind granting him all the control he wants.
I can’t remember ever feeling this comfortable by not being in control, but I’m not surprised as I find myself gushing once again over the common factor of my latest pleasurable incidents.
He gets me to spread my legs even wider, moving my core further to the edge of the sitting surface.
“Fuck,” he growls as he pushes a finger into me. “How are you so wet, Nerthus, if you don’t like it?”
Throwing my head into my neck, I close my eyes with a loud moan as he starts moving in and out of me slowly.
Burying his fingers into me, he gets me to jerk my head back up with a gasp, making me look at him again. “Eyes on me, beautiful.”
I nod, swallowing another moan as he starts to draw circles around my clit with his thumb.
Keeping my gaze locked on his burning gaze, I scream in pleasure as he continues to massage my clit, the constrictions around my ankles forcing me to stay in place and fueling my lust even more.
“I want to touch you,” I whimper, fighting against the orgasmic waves wafting through me.
He smirks without slowing down his pace, enjoying watching me climb my high. “I know, babe.”
Laughter bubbles out of me, exploding from me in a strange, moan-like manner. “You are such an asshole.”
I don’t even care about how much I will be blushing as he observes me intently while I reach my orgasm as he increases the movements of his thumb, causing me to get pushed over the edge by screaming his name in pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathe out as he slides his fingers out of me.
I’m still catching my breath as I see him taking a knife out of his inside pocket, and he frees me from my constrictions.
With a rough movement, he tears my dress and bra down my chest, getting my breasts to spill free.
Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I hug him tight as he starts kissing and sucking on my breasts while I’m still coming down my high.
“Didn’t you want to lick me?” I ask him but regret my question immediately.
He shakes his head as he is still concentrating on playing with my breasts. “I’m never going to force it on you.”
Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, I take a deep breath, focusing on his tongue and lips moving on my skin to calm myself down.
“Better?” He asks me, biting into my nipple gently.
“Idiot,” I answer, moaning.
Before I could even react, he gets up and wraps his arms around my waist. Lifting me over his shoulder.
I giggle happily, as he carries me over to his bedroom, letting me fall onto the cozy mattress.
I have barely landed on it as he is already on me and pulls my clothes completely off me.
I watch him while biting my bottom lip as he puts my foot against his chest and opens the ankle straps of my shoes.
His broad smile is mesmerizing, and he takes his time to rake his eyes over my naked frame as he finishes with one shoe and goes on to unbuckle the other.
“I want to undress you,” I protest as he is about to open the buttons of his shirt.
Spreading his arms, he invites me to do as I please, and I get onto my knees to open the buttons of his shirt seductively.
He watches me patiently while I have my eyes directed onto my hands, which, as soon as I have his shirt opened, are already exploring his hot skin underneath it.
As I move my hand up his chest, he grabs it, lifting it to his lips. He kisses it gently without taking his eyes off me. “Never have I enjoyed anyone’s touch as much as yours.”
I feel my cheeks burn up, and I flash him a smile before I free my hand off his grip to get his shirt off his shoulders and move my hands down his chest and over his hard abs to open his pants.
“And I didn’t think I would ever find any pleasure in sex and find so much comfort in being in the company of a man,” I say dreamily as I wrap my hand around his cock gently and start stroking it slowly.
His eyes get clouded with lust as he keeps his eyes locked on mine.
Grabbing my chin, he gets me to stop in my movement while I lose myself in his dark eyes. “Be careful what you say, Nerthus,” he says huskily, a smirk growing on his lips. “You will already struggle to get rid of me as it is.”