Chapter 32: The couple and the girl next door 005

When she turned around, she realized she had a bit of a height problem. He was almost nine inches taller than her, an annoying height issue always a problem for her. As if reading her mind when she looked up into his face, down his well-toned physique and back up with a bit of puzzled expression, Daniel descended to his knees so his nose landed at her breasts. While she washed his hair, he did his best to make focusing difficult. He used the tip of his tongue to tease her nipples and more than once she had to stop, look down at him with her body trembling and then try to start again for him to get bolder and more intense, like his personality. He gently sucked her nipple into his mouth as she stopped rinsing his hair and then he bit down until she gasped, grabbed his strong shoulder and then moaned. His hand went to cup her sex, finding her clitoris with his thumb as two fingers penetrated her in a quick rhythm causing her to drop the luffa from her hand in the steamy shower. Without warning he stopped, rose to his feet, and took her out of the shower.

Once he dried her, he still hadn’t said anything until he got her into his bedroom. He lifted his king-sized mattress and pulled a chain with a leather wrist restraint attached from the space between the headboard and the mattress. He repeated on the other side of the bed. Each of the chains were screwed to the wood of the four-poster bed. He placed a couple of pillows at the center and said deep and dark, “Lay on your stomach with your ass propped up on the pillows, Abigail. I have to spank you.”

Her darkened violet eyes widened to large saucers as she looked from the pile of pillows to him before she asked softly, “Why Sir?”

“Because I want to and you lost concentration, so do it now, Abby or you can get dressed and I’ll call you a taxi. Your choice, Abigail, so make it,” he said tersely, staring intently at her as he pulled on his underwear for a moment.

Again she had a choice to make but she knew what it would be the moment she realized she wanted to be his so still damp with her long tendrils of hair reaching past her shoulder blades, she climbed up on the bed before positioning herself with her hands above her head and her ass perfectly placed on the pillows. He traced her spine with his fingertips causing her skin to goosepimple under his touch before he leaned down and said low against her ear, “Relax, little one, you say your word if it gets too intense because after I spank you, I’m going to tease you until you beg just enough for me.”

She turned her face on the pillow so she could look into his eyes and whispered, “And then?”

“You’ll come hard as much as I want. After that, I will have you, just fuck you until we can’t move. Do you trust me?” His expression softened before he traced her bottom lip with his thumb. “Just absorb it. Just feel.”

“Okay, Sir, I will,” she whispered and he pulled on his racing gloves. He climbed up behind her on the bed, attached the two leather restraints around her pretty wrists after planting a kiss against her skin, feeling with his warm lips her continued racing pulse. He then pulled her hips upwards so she was on her knees over the stacked pillows and then just grabbed her bottom with both of his hands, kneading her flesh beneath his large gloved hands. He bent over her and softly kissed the curve of her spine before sitting back on his knees. The first smack hit her left cheek impacted much harder than she was expecting so she bit down on her dark strawberry stained lip only to sink her teeth deeper when his hand hit her right even harder leaving an impression of his open hand on her butt. He kissed her ass, running his tongue over the outline of his imprint, making her moan with pleasure before again before he smacked her rougher on the left followed by the right. Softly she pointed her dark red painted toes, digging them into the mattress when she sunk back down onto the pillows and then turned her head so she could sink her face into the pillow to bite on the silk cover when the last set impacted followed by his tongue against her skin. It was sensation overload, making too many neurons fire but then he leaned over her and whispered against her ear, “Behave better and concentrate when I tell you. But, my sweet little one, you’re trying very nicely to please me.”

He unclasped her wrists and helped her turn over but took the pillows from beneath her now much heated ass before he re-clasped her wrists again above her head. Balancing his weight on his elbows, he kissed her passionately, dueling his tongue with hers before he eased off the bed. Daniel looked down into her wide, nearly purple eyes and whispered, “Do you trust me, Abigail, completely trust me?”

She nodded her head before saying softly, looking up into his intense gaze, “I wouldn’t have come here if I didn’t, Daniel.”

“Good,” he whispered before he lowered a blindfold over her eyes, plunging her into darkness. She could hear him rummaging through a chest at the end of the bed but didn’t know what he was choosing for their continued play session. First, she felt his breath against her collarbone as he kissed on her shoulder and then whispered against her skin, “Relax, Abigail, and just feel. Don’t think too much or fear me at all because I care for you.”

He watched as she relaxed against the silk sheets and lulled her head against the pillow while her dark strawberry stained lips parted and she visibly sighed softly when he kissed the column of her neck, running his tongue and teeth against her tingling skin. His mouth found hers for a protracted moment, kissing her deeply, drinking in her response before his thumb and forefinger pinched and twisted her nipples simultaneously until she gasped and then moaned in protest. Next she felt the bite of the clamp against her left nipple followed by the right with the attached chain landing in the valley between.

She breathed deep and slow trying to control the pinch caused by those clamps now straining mercilessly as his gloved hands traveled down the sides of her body causing even more tingles and goosebumps against her heated skin. She could feel the bed give way to his weight as he climbed back up at the end. He traced the inside of both sides of her thighs as he opened them as wide as he could. Then he threw both her legs over his shoulders as he laid between her legs, tracing just the tip of his tongue from just above her knee north. The silky feel of his tongue against her skin made her moan and arch her back until he stopped just short of reaching the apex, turned and sucked savagely on her inner thigh until a deep purple mark formed under his persistent mouth. After he formed the mark, he turned and blew softly against her labia and clitoris before spreading the lips apart with his fingers. With her clitoris, clearly exposed, she expected him to use that silky tongue again as she tried to stay still waiting for his sensual play against her most intimate area but she was wrong. Roughly, his gloved palm hit against her ultra-sensitive, now throbbing center and she bucked in surprise due to the intense sting. He held her still to prevent further movement and warned darkly, “Stop squirming, Abigail, or I’ll tie your legs down too.”