29

Love Me Like You Do

Amelia

There is tingling all over my body and It's difficult to control my breathing. I have never been so desperate for him to touch me.

“Don’t forget, only come when I give permission!” Ben’s eyes are dark and fiery.

I nod, unable to find my voice. Asking Ben to tie me up like this is a big step. It means completely surrendering to him. But the trust I feel for him now erases any and all my fears. My heart thuds in my chest and my breath comes a little faster. It's not fear, it's the anticipation of letting someone else take charge. The knowledge that he’s in control just makes everything so much more intense.

He leans down and kisses me gently on the lips before standing up and walking over to the wardrobe.

"Where are you going?" I ask, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.

He turns and looks at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I'm just going to get something from the drawer."

My heart skips a beat as I watch him reaching for something. My eyes don’t leave him as he rummages around in the drawer for a moment before pulling out... a feather.

I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding as he walks back over to me, trailing the feather lightly over my skin.

He kneels down next to me and smiles.

"Don't worry," he says softly. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"I know," I moan.

He leans down and kisses me again before trailing the feather slowly over my body, starting at my neck and working down to my toes.

It tickles like crazy and I squirm against the restraints, laughing.

"Someone's ticklish," he teases. "Should we do that again?"

I try to glare at him but it's hard when I'm giggling so much.

He continues to run the feather over my skin, focusing on my most ticklish spots. I giggle and try to get away from it, but there's nowhere to go. He has me completely at his mercy and he knows it.

The feather continues its torturous journey down my body until it finally reaches its destination―the space between my legs.

I gasp as he trails the feather lightly over my clit, sending tremors of pleasure coursing through me.

"Like that?" he asks with a smirk.

I can't even form words at this point so I just nod and bite my lip, trying not to moan too loudly.

He chuckles softly and puts the feather aside before leaning down and kissing me again. His lips are soft and gentle against mine as his tongue explores my mouth. I kiss him back eagerly, losing myself in the sensation of his lips on mine.

His hands roam over my body, touching me everywhere except where I want him most. It's frustrating as hell but incredibly arousing. By the time his fingers finally find their way between my legs I'm practically dripping with need.

He teases me for what feels like an eternity before sliding two fingers inside me. I moan into his mouth as he pumps them in and out, curling them slightly to hit that sweet spot deep inside me.

I'm so lost in pleasure that I almost don't notice when he adds a third finger. It stretches me deliciously as he fucks me with them, bringing me closer and closer to the edge with each thrust.

Just when I think I can't take it anymore Ben pulls away from me completely. I groan in frustration but am silenced by a stern look from him.

"Not yet," he says firmly. "You'll come on my cock."

"Yes sir," I reply obediently and a flash of lust passes over his face at my words.

I watch him intently as he grabs a condom before climbing back onto the bed. His cock is hard and throbbing, glistening with pre-come.

He rolls on the condom and positions himself between my legs. He takes hold of his cock, rubbing the head against my entrance teasingly. I moan loudly, desperate for him to fill me completely.

But instead of thrusting into me he moves his hand to the back of my knee and lifts my leg up, hooking it over his shoulder. He does the same with my other leg before he finally pushes into me.

I gasp as he stretches me open, filling me completely. He starts to move slowly at first, his hips rocking against mine in a gentle and languid rhythm.

Each thrust hits that spot deep inside me perfectly sending sparks of pleasure through my body. I'm already so close to the edge that it doesn't take long for pressure to start building again.

He picks up the pace gradually, each thrust harder and faster than the last. I cling onto the scarf desperately as he fucks me senseless.

My moans fill the room as I get closer and closer to my release. Ben's grip on my legs tightens as he pounds into me relentlessly.

Finally I can't hold back any longer.

“I need to come, sir.” I fight the orgasm desperately. I don’t want to let him down.

“Soon,” he replies before moving faster.

Oh god, he’s going to kill me if he doesn’t let me come.

“Eyes on me, Amelia,” Ben demands. I hadn’t even realised that I’d closed them. “I’ll count down from ten and then you can come. Do you think you can hold on that long?”

“Okay,” I moan.

“Ten… nine… eight.” I can see on his face that this is torture for him too. I suck the air deep into my lungs in the hope that this will stop the orgasm. “Seven… six… five… four.”

Just before he gets to three, he moves one of his hands and starts circling my clit. I cry out, but just about can hold off my climax.

“Three… two… one… Come for me,” he calls out.

The pressure inside me explodes like a supernova sending bolts of lightening through every nerve ending in my body.

I scream his name as the orgasm sets me alight, rendering me completely helpless and at his mercy.

Ben's movements become erratic as he chases his own release. He thrusts into me a few more times before stilling completely and groaning loudly.

We lie there for a few moments, our bodies still joined together. Eventually Ben leans down and kisses me softly on the lips before reaching for the scarf. He unties my wrists, takes off the condom and then slides his arms around me.