“How was your day?”
He grabs my waist when he sees me waiting for him by the door.
I wrap my arms around his neck as he spins me around.
“Good. I missed you though…” I pout, as I playfully nip the skin of his neck.
Immediately, I know I’ve gotten myself in trouble, when I feel his fingers dig into my hips.
“Care to show me how much you’ve missed me?” His voice turns deeper, his eyes scanning over my clothes, trying to see how fast he could get my jeans off and my panties stuffed in my mouth.
Usually, his look is enough to make me drop on my knees and do whatever he wants, but today, I’m here to play a game.
I pull myself away from his grip and only give him a coy smile.
“Only a bit, just enough to remember your existence.”
I wink and turn around to go back to my phone on the couch.
Turning my back to him was my first mistake.
The second was moaning when he grabbed me by the hair and pushed me down on the couch.
“Don’t play coy Hanna. You know you want this just as much as I do. Your body betrays you.”
His hands wrap in my hair as he slowly lowers himself down on me, pushing my legs open with his right knee.
I bite back a moan and try to play it cool, concentrating on my breathing and trying to ignore the warm tingling starting to spread in my pussy.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I whisper in his ear, trying to sound confident.
That was all that was necessary to push him over the edge.
His hands let go of my hair, only for one of them to wrap tightly around my wrists, pushing them over my head and pinning them, making me surrender to him.
His other hand slowly caressed my body, softly lowering himself from my cheek to my breasts.
He hovers over them, barely grazing them through the fabric of my blouse, teasing me softly.
I squirm under his grip and try to wiggle my chest towards his hand, desperate for more, which he of course knows.
“Haven’t I taught you to be patient, my dear?” He tuts, removing his hand from my body.
When I don’t answer, he grins and I try to hide my smile.
We both know what’s coming next.
He pulls me up from the couch and carries me to the bedroom.
“Henry, put me down!” I try to protest, struggling against his grip. He doesn’t even care to answer, only throwing me on the bed in response.
He doesn’t give me a chance to escape, pushing me down with one hand and toying with the buttons on my jeans with the other.
“Henry…” I begin, flushed.
“Shut up before you regret it.”
Henry clasps a hand over my mouth and pulls my jeans down, his hand squeezing my thighs.
As a last attempt, I try prying his hand off my mouth with mine, but my strength is nothing compared to his.
He chuckles softly. “You’re cute when you try to resist… If you’re a good girl, I might reward you later tonight.”
The last feeling of resistance I felt disappears with this promise and we both know it as my grip weakens.
He doesn’t waste a second, releasing my mouth and pushing my arms up to the headboard, masterfully attaching them to the rope that has hung there ever since he took me for the first time.
I try the strength of the knots while he slides one of the bedside table’s drawers open. The last thing I see before he covers my eyes, is the ring gag waiting for me.
This is the part I like the least, the waiting for him to do what he wants with me, until I find my own release.
I feel him softly kissing my neck, a hand unbuttoning my blouse, loosening the buttons one by one, followed by his mouth, playing, nipping.
I let out a gasp as he suddenly bites down, sucking on my breasts, leaving his mark. I feel his tongue sliding over my nipple, followed by his teeth, torturing me softly but delicately.
As he leaves his mark on my breast, his hands travel down slowly, between my legs. He slips a finger up and down, finding my clitoris and laughs.
“Are you turned on baby? Don’t lie, your wet pussy is enough proof.”
His hands leave my body as I struggle for words to show him how much I love what he does to me, when I feel the familiar feeling of the gag ring buckling around my head, the silicone ring nestling itself between my teeth.
“Take a deep breath, baby. Breathe while you can…” He whispers in my ear, before carefully penetrating my mouth with his hard dick.
My lips try to close around him, licking and sucking his head. I pull at the ropes that still tie me up, trying to get him closer to me, deeper inside me, but he only laughs at my futile attempts.
“I get to decide how it goes tonight babe…”
He grabs the back of my head and softly guides me through his movements, up and down, going deeper and deeper, until he finally hits the back of my throat.
I softly groan and try to hold him there as long as possible, gasping for breath when he slowly pulls back. I take a deep breathe and barely have the time to swallow when he’s back in me again, this time fucking my face harder with each thrust. Even though I can’t breathe, I can feel his cock in the back of my throat, pushing to get inside me and my eyes roll back in pleasure, even though he can’t see it underneath the blindfold.
With a soft groan, he speeds up and then pulls my head against him, his balls bouncing against my chin. I feel his cock twitch inside me and I feel his hot cum coating the inside of my throat. I guzzle everything down, thirsty for more when it’s over.
Henry collapses on the bed next to me and unties my wrists, kissing them over and over.
I slide the blindfold off and remove the gag ring, before turning to Henry, who is recovering next to me.
“My turn…” I whisper.
He smirks, his cock springing back to life again, as I mount him.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xrb0yr/i_missed_you_just_enough_to_want_to_be_fucked