Grabbing his tie that was on the nightstand he tied up her wrists and attached them to the bedpost.
"Untie me you brute."
"When I'm done with you," he laughed.
He kissed her hard, pushing her head back into the pillow, his hand touching her br**st. He moved his mouth from hers and wrapped it around one of her n**ples, his tongue licking and sucking on it, making her squirm. He then did the same to the other one. Moving down her stomach he parted her legs, his mouth then attacked her p**sy that was dripping wet.
"Oh my God," she cried out, his tongue was doing some new moves, his lips pressed so tightly into her she wondered how he could breathe. "Stop, no more," she whimpered after her second orgasm. She tried to move her arms but they were held by the tie. Her body was trembling, sweat coated her entire body. She felt as his c**k rubbed against her opening when he moved up, his lips going to her neck she moaned when his c**k found it's own way inside her and started moving up and down. Close to coming again as he moved faster, she begged him to f**k her.
He looked down at her, thrusting in and out, teasing her, knowing how bad she wanted it. "Tell me, who do you belong to?"
"No one," she said through ragged breaths.
"Wrong answer," he said, thr**ting in hard only to pull out before going back in. "I can do this for hours, now who do you belong to?" he asked, his breathing becoming hard.
She opened her eyes to look at him, knowing he could. "You, you bastard, I belong to you." She screamed out his name when he started pounding harder and faster, she heard his grunts and groans when their bodies shook with an orgasm that rocked them both to the core.
"You can untie me now," she said when he kissed her and rolled over onto his side.
"No, I like you this way, all tied up and helpless," he said, getting up threw on his pants.
"Where are you going?" she asked angrily.
"To start the sauce, I'm getting hungry."
"Ryan, please, don't leave me this way."
Smiling he went over and sat on the bed, his hand going to her br**sts started caressing them. "Oh, how I love these beauties," he said, letting his hand roam over her.
"I mean it, untie me or I'm really going to be pissed."
"Alright, I'm just teasing you," he said, untieing her. "Why don't you go take a nice bubble bath while I prepare dinner?"
She rubbed her wrists. "I never took you for a man who takes bubble baths," she said sarcastically.
He snickered. "I don't. When we were at the market and you were busy looking at something I bought a bottle of scented bubbles. I figured you could leave it here to use whenever you stayed over." Giving her a kiss left the room.
A smile crept up on her face when he left the room. She should be mad at him, he was so overly confident and arrogant. He was also becoming very possessive, which to be honest she found just a little bit sexy. He wasn't anything like the other men she had known who were weak, ones she could wrap around her little finger.
After a leisurely bubble bath, she dried and put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and smelling the aroma coming from the kitchen she headed that way. "Something sure smells good," she said, walking up behind him.
He turned to look at her, smiling he scooped up a spoonful of sauce, blowing on it to cool ."Taste this and tell me what you think".He held the spoon to her mouth a d watched as she swallowed.
She closed her eyes and moaned. "Oh my gosh, this is amazingly delicious, it's the best thing I've had in my mouth."
He made a frowny face. "Here I was thinking I was the best thing you've had in your mouth."
"Oh stop," she giggled, giving him a swat on the arm. "Can I do anything to help?"
"You could set the table and pour us some wine. It'll be a while yet before the sauce is ready so we can have a drink first."