to reach out and touch his flesh. To know the feel of his satin skin, the texture of his firm cock.
“Ivy.”
Through the moustache and goatee, Dec’s teeth flashed as he smiled at me. This was not a beguiling or seductive smile. This smile was gentle and calming to my tensed nerves. Slowly, Dec left the doorway and came to sit beside me on the bed. His hand, took hold of mine and carefully, almost reverently, he uncurled my clenched fingers.
“Ivy.”
“Yes.”
“Look at me.”
A simple command, given in a calm voice, and I find myself raising my gaze up to Dec’s green eyes. The warmth of his gaze, blazing bright as he devours me.
“Dec?”
“Ivy, let’s talk, okay?”
Instead of answering, I give a small nod of my head, my gaze now firmly focused on my knees.
“First, I’ll not do anything you don’t want Ivy and secondly. And it’s important that you understand this, Ivy, I’m going to worship your body.”
Once more, I nod my head. Now I’m desperate for his kiss. As though he has read my mind, Dec’s lips find mine. It wasn’t the hard contact of flesh against flesh, which I craved. Instead, it was a gentle brush of his lips, barely touching the flesh of my mouth.
When Dec pulls back, I finally give into temptation, and brush my hands over his shoulders, sliding my hands down his chest, to rest at the top of the towel.
When I went to tug at the edges, Dec grabbed my hands and I lifted my head up to his intent gaze.
“No Ivy, like I said we need to talk.”
Talk. Talk was the last thing I wanted. I was about to end a long dry spell. While my mouth opened, only to shut again, Dec rose from the bed and fetched his bag from the chest of drawers. From his bag, he withdrew several strips of cloth, and my heart rate speeded up before dropping to my stomach. I don’t know what was on my face. But whatever was showing caused Dec too gently brush his fingers over my flushed cheeks.
“Shush Ivy; it’s going to be fine.”
“That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one about to be tied up.”
“Ivy, by the time you cum. You’ll be begging me to do it again.”
Dec’s arrogance causes me to giggle. There are times when he is so sure of himself he is almost conceited.
“You think Dec. Remember; all I’m giving you is one night. It’s all I’m prepared to give you.”
There was that smile again. The one, which went directly to my toes, turning my knees to slush.
“Tonight Ivy, I want you to watch everything I do to your body. This time, there’ll be no blindfold. Neither will I gag you. However, I will bind you to the bed. Now be a good girl and raise your arms.”
I was aware when I agreed to this night with Dec, what I would be letting myself in for. Slowly, I do as Dec bids and raise my arms.
“What if I say no? What if I change my mind?”
“Then I stop. And we talk.”
Dec’s words were muffled as he pulled my top over my head. Shit, I wasn’t sure what I was more excited about. The fact, I was about to be laid, or that it was Dec I was getting down and dirty with.
“You are beautiful Ivy.”
Dec says this in awe, as he runs his hands soothingly over my flesh. His fingers dancing over the top of my tits. As he cups my breasts, he falls to his knees, settling his body between my legs.
“Lift your hips Baby Girl.”
Almost hypnotically, I comply with Dec’s bidding, and find my jeans and panties quickly removed. As I watch Dec throw my clothes to the floor, I come to the realization, he has already removed my bra. Damn the man is quick.
“Lie on the bed Ivy.”
I know if I tell Dec, I have changed my mind, he will stop. However, as I pull the bed sheet back, the realization came that I want this. I wanted Dec, and I’m eager for this experiment. Two years of lust and denial surfaced and my pussy was on fire, while my breast became heavy with arousal. With my newfound confidence, I lay on the bed just as Dec instructed.
“Okay Ivy, spread your legs and
Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child