“Go get it.” When she brings it back to me I tell her to take off her coat and turn around. “Now,” I say as I tie her wrists behind her back, “you are mine tonight. Understood?” She says yes as I double knot the silk scarf. “I will take you through the house and enjoy one part of your body in each room.”
“So you’ll only touch one part of my body at a time?”
“Yes, and I will also decide when you’ve had enough.”
She looks over her shoulder at me, her eyes full of fire. “Don’t I get a safe word or something?”
“What do you know about safe words?” I say. I hold her bound wrists in my hand.
“I see movies,” she says. “I read books.”
“That better be all,” I tell her. “What’s your safe word?”
“Umm,” she says, thinking, and frankly it’s adorable. This girl has definitely never been in a situation to use a safe word in her life. “How about…kitten?”
I smile. “Fine, but I guarantee you won’t need it. Now, Ms. Gilmour. You want a tour of my home? You’ll get it my way. Shall we begin?”
I lead her upstairs. With her hands tied behind her back, her hips really sway as she climbs the stairs. I want to reach out and grab her round ass but rules are rules, even if they are my own.
I hold her wrists as she goes and steer her down the long hallway to the door at the end.
“Another flight of stairs?” she says.
“I said I’d touch you from top to bottom,” I say. “The top is the roof.”
I open the door onto the roof deck.
“God, it’s so pretty,” she says, taking in the view.
I lead her over to the railing, which overlooks the pool. Behind us, high up in the hills, is the Hollywood sign.
I let Addison lean back against the railing. “Are you cold?” I ask.
“A little,” she says.
I take her face in both hands. “You feel warm,” I say. I run my thumbs across her cheeks as her lips part in anticipation.
At first, I kiss her gently, holding her lips on mine while stroking her face. I lick across her bottom lip and kiss her again. I open my mouth and she eagerly does the same, but when her tongue reaches for mine I hold back.
She pushes her face into mine, her tongue searching, but still I hold back. When we pull apart, Addison is practically whimpering. I push her back against the railing, her face still in my hands, and caress her plump lower lip with my thumb.
I tug on that lip and she opens up her pink little mouth to me, taking my thumb between her lips and pulling it into her mouth. She sucks my thumb like she sucks my cock. I push my thumb in deeper, watching her lips as her eyes stay focused on me. My dick is straining so hard I’m not sure how long this little tour will last.
When take my thumb out of her sweet mouth I kiss her, letting our tongues skate across one another. We each try to go deeper, take more of one another in until we can barely breathe. When I’m sure my dick is going to burst through my pants, I stop. Addison’s mouth is red, her lips swollen, overworked. I have a lot more of her I plan to take before I end this little game, so I decide to keep things moving.
Next I lead her back inside. As we enter the screening room, Sheldon has set up the movie for me—it’s rolling, the moving images and colors casting a certain sexy light through the room.
“Don’t worry,” I say. “We’re not here to watch the movie. Stand here.” I don’t even let her sit. I lean her back against the wall in the back of the room so that she’s facing the screen. The movie is a sexy thriller, and she can watch the actors get it on while I move a little lower on her body and take over her luscious tits.
She moves to kiss me but I pull back. “No, no, now. One body part at a time.”
She pouts. “But you already kissed my mouth. I want more.”
“You’ll get more,” I say.
I take in her tits with my eyes first, really staring at them with no shame or hesitation. They are such perfection, so full and round, her cleavage bursting and tight. My dick would love to pump through that channel right there.
I pull her dress from the shoulders down to her elbows. As nice as the black lace bra is beneath, I don’t want to waste my time with it. Thankfully it’s a front hook, and when I unclasp it I let it fall behind her, to her bound hands.
Seeing her full naked tits displayed in front of me makes me want to come in my pants.
Addison is arching her back slightly. She’s trying to push her tits to me, as if she’s offering them up to me, which is so fucking hot. I try to remember to fuck these tits later but there are still a million things I want to do to her body. I might need her to stay the entire weekend to get through it all.
Her rosy nipples are hard and eager, and even though I want to just suck them in my mouth, teasing her is a lot of fun. I let my finger graze across her nipple, just the slightest feather of a touch.
She sucks in her breath.
The way she’s moving her body in slow, incremental movements shows how impatient she’s getting. Her mouth hangs open as her breathing slows, her tits rising and falling, and I picture my thumb back in there, or my tongue or, Jesus, my dick. What was I thinking, starting this game with her? It’s as torturous for me as it is for her. But I’ve never quit, not once in my life, I don’t intend to start with Addison. So I brush her other nipple, and watch her suck her breath in again. Her eyes fall shut.
I flick her nipple with my finger. Her eyes fly open.
“Did that hurt?” I ask.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to do it again?”
“Yes.”
So I flick her other nipple, my finger just brushing the hard flesh. Addison lets out a cry, pushing her tits out to me again. The images from the screen behind me cast blue and gray light over her, making her look as if she’s in my dreams.
I lean over and spread my tongue flat over her tit, licking over her nipple. I lap at it again and again before finally closing my lips around it and sucking her. I flick her nipple with my tongue as Addison urges me, pumping her chest into my face, her heavy breathing the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.
I continue on, ravishing her other breast, one in my hand and one in my mouth. I’m licking and sucking and massaging her, going faster and more urgently with every passing second. My dick is begging for something more, almost painfully rigid in my pants but I won’t stop. I make sure I give each of Addison’s tits equal treatment, rolling one nipple in my fingers while sucking at the other, then back again. She fucking loves it.
I pull back from her abruptly. We stare each other down, panting. I run my hand over the front of my pants, feeling the rock of my straining dick.
“Cheater,” Addison says. She may be right, but I need just the slightest relief.
“Come on,” I say, taking her bound arm. “Next room.”
“Are you going to make me walk like this?” she asks, referring to her naked torso.
“Yes,” I say. “You’re too amazing to cover up.”
“As long as Sheldon is lurking around.”
“He knows how to stay out of sight,” I assure her.
“So where to next?”
“Massage room.”
“Is this a house or a hotel?”