Chapter 3

Nick had been waiting for a chance to try out the new anal toy. He'd hidden it underneath everything else in the drawer, so she wouldn't see it, and it was clear it had taken her entirely off guard. She was practically writhing on the bed. Her ass flexed and rippled as she tensed around the vibrating intruder. He cleaned his hands with wet wipes while he watched the show.

Katie always had such strong reactions to anything anal. She obviously loved the sensations, but it also made her squirm with humiliation. It hadn't taken him long to realize that embarrassment was a major turn on for her, which meant adding any kind of anal play into their scenes guaranteed he could expect powerful responses.

His cock was aching with the need to be sheathed inside of her. He was tempted just to do it now, to plunge into her wet heat and fuck her while the vibrations drove them both insane. But… he wanted to draw things out, to make her wait for her pleasure.

They had all night.

But she wasn't going to last long if he left her at that setting. Her moans and whimpers were already getting desperate. He thumbed the controller, turning it all the way down to the faintest hum, and reminded her again that she wasn't allowed to come.

Not that he expected her to have much control over that. He enjoyed edging her and he did it a lot, so she'd learned how to hold back, but this was a new experience. He wouldn't be too hard on her if she failed, but it would fuck up his plans, so he needed to pull her back from the edge a little.

First the clamp. It was her first time having a clamp on her swollen little clit, so he didn't want to leave it on too long anyway. He retrieved the chain and gave it another gentle tug. She jerked and whined, but he ignored it. "Take a deep breath, Katiegirl."

That was all the warning she got before he squeezed both sides and popped it off in one quick movement. Then, as the blood rushed back in and she went into sensory overload, he began to spank the back of her thighs hard and fast.

Her frustrated whine said it all. One second, she was on the verge of an explosive climax… the next, the pain was dragging her back from the edge. But her disappointment was overshadowed by the unexpected pain, and she yelped and struggled as his hard palm peppered her upper thighs.

He didn't ignore her ass either, but concentrated a nice brisk set of spanks to the base, leaving red splotches where she'd feel it when she sat down. He made sure to get in some upward swats that would jiggle the plug inside of her, and even a few lighter slaps to her pussy—since it was so nicely on display for him.

The mix of pleasure and pain left her a panting mess. Her legs trembling as she strained against the ropes and tried to close them. Her hands, bound as they were, had tried to cover her ass, but she couldn't get them down far enough without hurting her shoulders.

Rope was such a useful tool for keeping a lady right where he wanted her.

"Think you'll be able to avoid coming for a while, if I stop now, darlin'?"

"Yes! Yes, I promise I won't." The answer was rushed and desperate, aided by the fact that he hadn't yet stopped spanking.

"You sure? If you think you need a little more to damp down that excitement, I can—"

"No! No, Daddy. I'm good. Barely even turned on now," she said, obviously lying.

He gave her pussy a stinging spank for that one and then smeared the evidence of her lie across her ass in a wet line. "Doesn't feel like that to me."

She groaned and buried her face in the blankets, muttering.

He doubted it was complimentary. "You better be sure, sweetheart. If you come early and fuck up my blow job, I'm not going to be too happy with you."

"I won't," she assured him. "Let me prove it, Daddy. Let me suck your cock right now!" It was almost a demand. Her eagerness to show him was hot, and if he dragged things out much longer, he'd be the one coming too soon.

Nick didn't waste any time stripping off his jeans. He left her tied as she was. She didn't need her hands for this, and the way she was bent over the bottom of the bed left plenty of room for him to settle in front of her. It just took a little shifting to get the positioning right.

With his legs on either side of her, and his hard length bobbing right there in front of her face, he settled back on a stack of pillows and got comfortable, but not too comfortable. Nick wasn't going to be lying there passively, while she used her mouth on him. Oh no, he was going to keep driving the excitement.

He had a long crop in his left hand, and the control for the egg in his right. Both could be used to encourage her enthusiasm, or just for his own enjoyment. Because he would definitely be enjoying this.

"Alright, darlin', let's see if you can use your mouth for good, as well as evil."

When her lips sank down over the tip, he let out a long low groan of pleasure. Katie hadn't been a virgin before him, and she'd had the basic skills needed to please him with her mouth, but in the past few months she'd gotten a lot more practice. She was nearly an expert now at driving him over the edge. Of course, she usually also had the use of her hands, but he had faith in her.

Her tongue swirled around the head, curling underneath to catch all the sensitive nerves, and after just a little of that treatment, his ass was trying to lift off the bed from the overwhelming sensations. "Not too much, sweetheart," he warned her in a rough voice. A little of that was nice, but too much was going to make him go off like a rocket.

She rolled her eyes up to meet his, without stopping what she was doing. Somehow, she managed to look sassy, even with her mouthful. He could tell she was going to keep it up. Luckily, he was prepared for that.

Nick let her tease just a little more, before he thumbed the controller all the way up to high and added a pulsing beat to it.

Katie's eyes went wide with shock and her mouth fell open, releasing the head of his cock. It was as if she'd forgotten he had control over the toy in her ass. Her whole body stiffened, as a panicked expression crossed her face. Teasing was one thing, but climaxing after he'd explicitly said no would have gotten her in trouble.

He generously pulled her back from that disobedience… by using the crop on her ass. The handle was long enough that it only took a slight adjustment for him to be able to land a series of stinging slaps with the wide leather flap on the end.

"Ow! Ow, Daddy, wait!" She yelped and squirmed as much as the ropes would allow, trying desperately to move her ass from side to side to avoid the burning leather.

"What am I waiting for?" His tone was calm, amused even.

"I…" It took her a second to figure out an answer, and the whole time he continued to whip the crop down, painting her ass red. "I-I meant please stop spanking me," she blurted.

The desperate pleading expression on her face didn't do much for him. He narrowed his eyes. "Aren't you supposed to be using that pretty little mouth of yours right now? I suggest you get busy with that."

"While you're hitting me with the crop?" She stared at him, gaping like a fish.

"Yep. Maybe if you do a good enough job, I'll get distracted and stop," he suggested. It could happen. Maybe.

She hesitated and then started to dip her head to take him into her mouth again. Her lips brushed across the soft flesh. As his cock strained to reach her, she paused. "Can you at least turn down the vibrator?"

Judging by the raggedness of her breathing, it probably was a bit much to expect her to focus with all of that going on. He turned the dial down several notches. "Better?" One eyebrow rose in question.

"Yes!"

He locked eyes with her and bumped the level up again.

It took her a second to understand and then she quickly corrected herself. "I mean yes, thank you, Daddy."

The words were so rushed that they were practically indecipherable, but he gave her a pass. "Good girl. Now, get going, otherwise I might be too tired to see to you after." It was a valid warning. Nick could feel the tired creeping up on him, and while Katie was enough aphrodisiac for any man… he did need a little time to recover.

There were no more delays after that. She attacked his cock like it was a popsicle on a hot summer day, slurping and sucking until he did get distracted and stopped raining leather down on her ass. At that point she really didn't need the encouragement anyway, she was in her zone.

Some women hated giving oral and they only did it to get it in return—quid pro quo. Other women were fine with it, but it wasn't their favorite activity. Katie was… something else. When she was in the right mood, and apparently she was now, it was like being devoured.

She hollowed her cheeks, collapsing her mouth around his hard length, and let the slightest hint of teeth graze his sensitive flesh as she bobbed her head. Each time she took him a little deeper until the tip was nudging her tonsils, and then she began swallowing rhythmically around him. It didn't take long after that.

Electricity seemed to roll through his body, lighting up every nerve ending as it washed over him. He could feel the tightening that started deep inside and then seemed to pull at his balls. They contracted, drawing up closer to his body and he knew the wave was about to hit. He had just enough time to force out a warning. "Fuck, I'm about to come—Ahhhh, fuck!"

The last words burst from him in a strangled shout, and he fought to hold out just a few more seconds. The world flew apart, or maybe it was him who shattered. His head fell back on the pillows and the crop and controller both dropped from his hands as he came.

She didn't stop. Her head continued to bob up and down as his hips jerked. When he started to spill into her mouth she began to swallow frantically, clearing her mouth as soon as he filled it.

Nick wished he could freeze time like that. With his cock deep in her mouth. Her throat rhythmically massaging the tip, as his balls did their best to empty. It was maybe three or four seconds of pure unadulterated pleasure.

And then it was gone and instead he was left with overwhelming sensations. The way her throat stroked him was too much stimulation and he struggled to sit up, panting raggedly. "Enough, Katie," he growled. His heart thundered in his ears.

She often took advantage of this moment of weakness, but tonight she stopped and let him slide from her mouth, still half-hard. Her eyes were watery, and her face flushed, but her lips curved up into a pleased smile when she saw the state she'd put him in.

"Good girl." His voice was low and rough with pleasure.

"Thank you, Daddy." She swallowed and licked the taste of him from her lips. "I don't mean to rush you, but I'm not sure how much longer I can…" She trailed off.

Right. The vibrator. He grabbed for the controller and turned it off. That would give him some time, so he could gather enough strength to get up without falling on his face. "One minute, sweetheart."

It took more than one, but eventually he was able to roll to the edge of the bed and get up on shaky legs. He moved behind her and checked her wrists. Her hands were warm, and the ropes weren't pressing too deeply into her flesh so he left them tied.

Her ankles were fine too. It suited his purposes to leave her legs spread and trapped for now, so his hand could press between her thighs easily. He parted her folds to find her still dripping with excitement. His fingers went to her clit and kneaded it between them.

A long shuddering gasp rolled from her, and she pushed back into his hand. "Yes, yes, please, Daddy," she said in a low husky voice.

Just the sound of it made his cock twitch, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he'd be ready to go again, but first he was going to provide her with a little release. One finger circled her entrance, teasing, before he slowly dipped in with a shallow thrust.

She whimpered, trembling as she strained against the ropes. "Pleaseeeee."

He didn't make her wait any longer. He began to work two fingers in and out of her, and there was nothing slow about it. The heel of his palm smacked against her pussy every time he drove into the slippery heat.

The sounds she made started to rise in pitch and volume, but he wasn't quite ready for her to come just yet. He paused to swirl his other hand between her dripping folds, gathering up her juices so he could wrap slick wet fingers around his cock. He fingered her while he stroked himself back to full hardness.

It didn't take much. With Katie it never did.

He could feel her creeping closer to climax. The way she tightened around his fingers, clutching at them each time they withdrew, was a dead giveaway. He curled the tips, and let them slide right across that roughened place with several fast strokes. It was enough.

She threw her head back. A loud gasping cry burst from her, as he pressed the pads of his fingers there and massaged. A gush of fluid soaked his hand. When his fingers began to move again, she clenched around them, hips dipping as she rode them.

He could feel that pulse deep inside of her, as steady as her heartbeat normally was. When he pulled his hand free, she whimpered. Her body was slumped there, but still twitching from the aftershocks.

Katie probably thought they were done when he began to untie her legs. He took a second to massage her ankles, and make sure everything was okay. But it wasn't over yet.

His cock was hard again, and as much as he loved this other stuff—it was foreplay. He wasn't going to be happy until he was balls deep inside of her, but her bed was a little low for his height and it required a small adjustment.

"Pull your knees up on the bed, Katie," he said, patting her flank to get her attention.

She made a half-hearted effort. The languid moans and soft little contented noises pouring from her showed she was pretty out of it. He chuckled and helped her lift her legs up, settling her on her knees, with her ass up in the air.

Her upper body was still flat to the bed; with her wrists tied, nothing else was really possible. But that was exactly how he wanted her. There was nothing as satisfying as taking her from behind, watching that beautiful round ass, as his cock split her.

And he was more than ready for it.

He lined himself up. The head of his cock nudging against her entrance as he positioned himself, and then, with one thrust, he sheathed himself in her. All the waiting and build up had been worth it. Her body took him easily, welcoming him home, despite the toy in her ass, which made her tighter than usual.

Katie snapped back to reality with a loud gasp and then a whimpered curse, as he pushed her over the edge into another orgasm she hadn't been expecting. "Fuck, oh yeah… that's perfect, Daddy. Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard!"

Her rippling insides clenched so tightly around him, that it was lucky her mouth had already taken the edge off. If he hadn't already come, she might have yanked him across right there with just a few strokes in—but his desperate need had been sated enough to give him time.

"That's the idea, sweetheart." He laughed and gripped her hips as he dragged his cock back, almost leaving her body… only to slam forward again. The force of it rocked her and the bed too.

He wanted to go slow and enjoy the velvet heat caressing his cock as he slid in and out, but the way she squirmed and moaned was too much for him. His hips began to snap faster, and there was a meaty sound of flesh meeting flesh each time their bodies slapped together.

It felt so fucking good.

But he could make it even better.

He paused, just for a second, to lean over and grab the control for the egg. It had been off, waiting, but now he turned it back on.

It only took a second for her to notice. She gasped and clenched around it, and him. "Oh fuck…" She trailed off into a groan. "That's—it's …" She gave up trying to find the words.

Nick didn't blame her. He was pretty speechless too. He felt the buzzing toy as if it was being pressed right against his cock, causing an exciting undulation that wasn't too different from when she came while he was inside her—except it was much faster and more intense.

So much more intense.

Any expectations he'd had of making this a long, slow fuck went right out the window. His hips began to move again, and he plowed into her as if he was trying to split her open. He couldn't make it last, but he could make it hard and fast like she'd wanted.

"That's it, darlin'. Take it all," he demanded as he slapped her ass. "That's my girl."

The way she bucked made him laugh. He took her by the hips again, yanking her back as he thrust forward, so that he hit the end of her each time. It worked into a nice rhythm that kept things building until the room was filled with the sounds of grunting and panting.

Katie's moans turned into a continuous keening cry as things started to build inside of her again. He could feel it coming. Her movements under him grew more frantic and her inner muscles were clenching and stroking him every time he moved.

She hit her peak. Her whole body stiffened, and her walls closed in on his cock so tightly he could barely move. Which increased the sensations of the pulsing and vibrating that caressed his length. It was too much for him to hold back and suddenly he was there, spilling inside of her without warning.

His hips snapped a few more times on autopilot, but then he fell forward, bracing his hands on the bed as he covered her back, still inside of her.

Heart racing, blood pounding, whole body twitching, but the vibrations continued, and he remembered the toy. He snatched up the remote to turn it off, and accidentally spun it all the way up instead.

Katie let out a panicked screech as she stiffened and came again. "P-please s-shut it off. Pleasepleaseplease," she said, babbling the words frantically.

Nick was trying to do just that, but the hypersensitivity had sent his body into shock. His hands fumbled and it took a couple of tries, before he got it. "Hooooo leeee shit." The drawled words were ragged and rough.

He pulled the egg out of her first, just in case. He thought any more mistakes with the controller might kill them both. Then he unfastened the ropes to release her wrists. It took longer than he would have liked because his fingers didn't want to work right, but finally her hands were free. "You okay, darlin'?"

"No, you fucking killed me," she said, moaning as she slowly moved her arms in front of her and rolled her shoulders. She turned over on her side carefully so she could see him. "That was the most…I've never felt anything like that before." There was a hint of accusation in her tone.

"Didn't like it?" He knew the answer before he asked.

"Hell no, I loved it. I'm going to be thinking about this night for weeks. I don't know how we'll ever top it."

Since he knew there were a lot of amazing experiences out there that she hadn't tried yet, he was pretty sure they'd find something. But for all his experience, there'd been a few new highlights there for him too. "Guess the egg's a keeper then."

"Uh-huh!"

He helped her off the bed, and into his arms. They were both a little shaky, but it had been worth it. "How do you feel?"

"Sore inside and out. Messy. Tired. I don't think I'll have any trouble sleeping tonight." Just saying it made her yawn.

Nick echoed it. "Yeah, I'm about ready for some shuteye myself. You steady enough to hit the bathroom on your own?"

She rolled her eyes. "Of course." After a second, she added, "I'm starving. I haven't eaten in hours, and after all that exercise…" Her stomach growled on cue.

His mouth twitched up at one side and he laughed. "Okay, you take the bathroom first and I'll fix us something."

She flashedhim a grateful smile and headed to the bathroom. He wasn't surprised when he heard the shower turn on. Between the lube, the sweat, and the mixed fluids leaking down her leg, she needed it.

He could use one himself. He'd showered before he left the ranch, as he did every Friday night, but his skin was tacky with sweat now, and he could smell the musky odor coming off him. He'd take his turn when she was done.

Nick knew his way around her house by now. He'd spent enough time there not to feel awkward about digging through the fridge for lunchmeat and cheese. She didn't have enough bread for the large stack of sandwiches he made, but he made do with some taco wraps. That and a couple of beers would tide them over until the morning.

Katie was out of the shower already and sitting on the bed wrapped in a towel, when he came in with a tray. Her eyes widened at the tower of sandwiches. "How many people you feeding, cowboy?"

He snorted. "Like you said, there was a lot of exercise. I figured we could manage them between us. It's only a few each."

She shook her head, but he noticed she'd munched her way through more than half of them, while he took his turn in the shower. That probably meant she'd skipped dinner entirely, but it wasn't his place to comment on it, so he didn't.

One of these days she'd get over her hesitation about submitting fully, and then they might set some rules about healthy living, but for now he simply raised an eyebrow. "Guess you were pretty hungry."

"I was… sorry. I ate one of yours too." She looked a little guilty about it.

Nick laughed as he dried off and hung the towel on the closet doorknob. "No worries, sweetheart. Two will do me fine. I had something at the bar earlier."

After he finished off the sandwiches, with the cold beer to wash them down, he helped her straighten the bed. The blankets and sheets had gotten twisted with their activities, and it had to be remade before they could finally crawl in and get comfortable.

Relaxing in bed with her after sex was his favorite part of their nights together. The kink was hot. The sex was mind blowing. But lying there, holding her in his arms, was the best feeling in the world.

It was just cuddling and talking, but it was everything.

He'd tell her about his day on the ranch. She'd tell him funny stories she'd heard from customers. Sometimes, before they drifted off to sleep, the topics would go deeper, and they'd talk about their pasts, or their future together until they fell asleep.

Tonight neither of them had the energy to stay awake for long, but they both made an effort, just to grab a few minutes of companionship. It was a reminder that they were more than casual.

They were a couple.

And the longer they were together, the harder it was for Nick to picture his life without her.