I pushed back on the headboard and he spanked me again and again, moving his finger even faster.
As soon as his finger abandoned its post, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me as hard as he could. His fingers dug into my hips as he started fucking me.
His fingers were great. And his tongue was amazing. But nothing felt better than his thick cock, spreading me wide. I tightened my grip on the headboard and tried to push back, meeting each thrust.
He was being rough with me, but it didn't hurt at all. I was used to this now, and I loved it. I loved being tied up and blindfolded and fucked hard. But I suddenly wanted more.
"I want to see you, Rory."
He slammed into me hard and then slowly pulled out of me. I felt so empty without him inside of me. He grabbed my waist and flipped me over again. I spread my legs, inviting him back in.
But then nothing happened. Instead of pulling away my blindfold or thrusting back inside of me, he lightly touched the inside of my thigh, sending chills down my spine.
"Are you clean, Keira?"
Why does that matter? I needed him again. Was this just another way for him to punish me? A slow, torturous bath or something? "I showered last night."
"No. I mean have you been checked for..."
"Oh God." I felt myself blushing. "Yes, I'm clean."
"Are you on birth control?"
Oh my God. "Yes."
He pulled the tie off my eyes and let it fall around my neck.
"There aren't many firsts in the bedroom that I haven't already experienced." He pulled his condom off and tossed it onto the floor. "Let me do this for the first time with you."
I looked down at his enormous cock. I had never had unprotected sex before either. That was...intimate. It was a whole other level of intimacy. And he wanted that with me. "Are you clean?"
"Yes, I'm clean." He smiled at me.
He wanted to cum inside of me. Right after he had cum all over my breasts. He had said that every inch of me was his. This was the last part of me that he hadn't claimed. I found that unbelievably sexy.
"If you don't want..."
"No. I want that too. I've never done that either."
He leaned forward and unhooked my handcuffs. My head dropped back onto his pillow. He kissed each of my wrists where the metal had dug into my skin, and then slowly left a trail of kisses down the inside of my arm.
He didn't seem to know how to say that he loved me. But this had to be the closest thing. He stared into my eyes as he slowly slid his length back inside of me.
It was different, but better. Definitely better. He felt bigger somehow. I could see in his face that he thought it was better too.
He kissed me gently at first, his tongue matching his slow thrusts. I felt his hand drift to the small of my back and he rolled over, pulling me with him so that I was on top, straddling him.
This was a first for both of us. I wanted to make it as good as possible for him. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself and slowly gyrated my hips.
He groaned and grabbed my breasts.
He looked so sexy. His torso glistened with sweat, somehow making his muscles even more defined. And he looked like he had never felt anything so good in his life. I was doing that to him. I was pleasing him. I slowly guided his cock in and out of me and leaned down to kiss him.
His fingers gravitated to my nipples and he began to slowly massage them. I moved my hips faster, trying to show him how good it felt.
He groaned into my mouth and moved one of his hands to the back of my head, deepening our kiss. His other hand slid to my waist and he started guiding my hips.
I didn't want to come. I didn't want this to end. But I could feel myself losing control. "Rory, I'm going to come again."
He rolled back on top of me, pinning me against his mattress. "And I'm going to cum inside of you." He placed a kiss on my neck and moved one of his hands to my thigh. His fingertips dug into my skin as he began to move his hips faster. Each thrust pulled me higher and higher.
I buried my hands in his hair. "Cum, Rory. I want you to cum inside of me." I pulled his lips back to mine.
He groaned in my mouth and I felt his dick pulse inside of me. Warmth seemed to spread up into my stomach.
He lightly bit my bottom lip as his warm liquid continued to shoot into me. I had never experienced anything so good in my life. I felt myself clench around him.
"Rory," I moaned. My orgasm washed over me as he continued to fill me.
As soon as he was done, he collapsed on top of me. His torso pressed against mine and I could feel his heart beating rapidly. "That was amazing." He kissed my cheek. And then my forehead. He kissed the tip of my nose and then placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Now I'm exhausted," he said and pulled out of me. He rolled onto his back and sighed.
I didn't like the empty feeling. "Me too." I put my head on his chest. "It's hard to sleep when you're not beside me." Last night I had a fitful night of sleep. Dreams of him banging other women wasn't great for peaceful slumber. A nap seemed like the perfect idea.
He ran his fingers through my hair. "I feel the same way."
I sighed and closed my eyes. I was completely spent. And I was just so happy to have him back. My eyelids felt heavy.
He continued to run his fingers through my hair for several minutes. "I love you too," he whispered.
I knew he thought I was asleep, or else he wouldn't have said it. So I didn't say anything. He loves me too. I closed my eyes and easily fell asleep.
Chapter 36
The sound of buzzing woke me up. I yawned and grabbed my phone off Rory's nightstand. But it wasn't my phone that had woken me. It was Rory's. Before setting it back down, I glanced at the screen to see what time it was.
There was a text message from Tiffany Five Stars, and I couldn't seem to pull my eyes away from the small amount of the message that showed on his screen.
"I'm really glad you called..."
I swallowed hard. He called Tiffany Five Stars last night? I set the phone back down on his nightstand. Why had he called her last night?
I sat up. My stomach twisted into knots. There was only one reason to call a girl that was rated on your phone as five sex stars. I looked down at Rory sleeping peacefully. He cheated on me. I wanted to punch his stupid, beautiful face.
No. No, he said he just needed to sober up last night. He promised me that was it.
His words from last night came back to me. He had said he was glad I hadn't deleted all those women's numbers from his phone. Oh God, he definitely cheated on me.
Connor must have lied to Emily on the phone. There was no way he had found Rory last night. That's why he didn't come home in a few hours like Connor said he would. Because he was sobering up with his dick inside Tiffany. What the fuck?
I got out of bed and stared down at his phone. He wouldn't lie to me. He wouldn't come back here and apologize even though I was the one that messed up. But maybe he wasn't apologizing for walking out during our argument. Maybe he was apologizing for sleeping with someone else last night when he was mad at me.
But he had that paper from Connor. So he had to have seen Connor last night. And Connor promised me that he wouldn't let Rory sleep with anyone else.
I put my hand on my forehead. I was going insane. I'm a crazy person, fighting with myself. Rory groaned in his sleep and turned onto his side. His arm reached out for me, but he didn't seem fazed that I was no longer beside him.