Chapter 27: That night: Playtime

CHAPTER 27

EILIDH

THAT NIGHT – PLAYTIME

W hile I washed my hands, I checked myself in the mirror. My hair was mussed, lips were swollen, and the patch where Miki sucked and nibbled on my neck stood out bright and red.

The bugger marked me as his! I should be annoyed, but, instead, I grinned at the sight like a lovesick idiot.

Taking in the rest of my appearance, I looked, well frankly, I looked well fucked.

You certainly were! A little voice said, and I giggled, then frowned. I was not usually a giggler, except where Miki was concerned, it seemed. He made me feel and act like a horny teenager.

Everything he did to me set me on fire. The sex between us was amazing, but the connection I felt to my Mr Sexy Lips was even more. I would never have believed I could trust any guy enough to let them tie me up. Yet with Miki, not trusting him didn't even cross my mind.

It was odd that the sexy Russian made me feel so safe; he was definitely a dangerous criminal, so I shouldn't feel safe with him, yet I knew without a doubt that I was.

Things were moving so fast between us and with every second I spent with Miki, I fell further and further under his spell. And I loved it. All thoughts of caution flew out of my mind with each look, hug, kiss, and smile from that man.

Miki had looked great in his suit, and the silver-grey tie really brought out the colour of his eyes. I smiled. I'd never really taken much notice of what tie a man wore before. However, I didn't think I'd ever be able to look at one again without thinking about what we just did.

It had been so much fun, and I felt so sated now. Who knew tie play was my thing? Or, more likely, it was Miki that was my thing, and the tie play was just an added bonus. Anything Miki did to me made me hot, needy, and wet. Every time with him was fantastic, and it just kept getting better and better.

After finger combing my hair, I gave myself a quick wash under my arms and between my legs, ensuring I smelt nice and fresh again, ready for another round.

I hope Miki is too , I thought, giggling again.

Seriously, Eilidh, at least try for a bit of sophistication! I chided myself, shaking my head at my silly schoolgirl-like reaction. Lord, I needed to get a grip! I was acting like Miki was my first crush or something.

More like first love! That annoying little voice chimed in.

Love? I gulped. Yes, in such a short time, I had to admit, if this wasn't love; it was damn well close and it wouldn't take much for Miki to solidify the deal.

The idea filled me with mixed emotions.

For anything permanent to be between us, I knew I would need to leave the police force and perhaps compromise my morals.

While, after everything that had happened meant the former wouldn't be that difficult, the latter might. Although I guessed I'd already did just that when I broke into Mathieson's office. So, perhaps it wouldn't be as much of a problem for me after all.

The thought disturbed me, but didn't horrify me. It was strange how just a few days could not only turn your world upside down, but completely change your perspective of it.

A couple of weeks ago, I would have laughed at the absurdity of the idea that my colleagues were corrupt and I was falling for a criminal. Yet here it was happening.

A mix of disappointment, anger, and confusion at my situation threatened to overwhelm me. Closing my eyes, I sighed heavily and tampered down on the feeling. I didn't want to think about my life right now. There were more important things to deal with, like jumping my man again.

After that, I would help him plan our revenge and then I would resign from the police and decide what I was going to do about us. Because love or not, committing to a man like Miki was a huge thing and would likely mean a forever commitment. It wasn't something I could do lightly.

It was also not something I could do without a shift in our power dynamics. So far, Miki had been the one to control everything and if we were to be together, it needed to be an equal partnership.

That meant he needed to understand that while I didn't mind letting him dominate and control me in the bedroom sometimes, it wasn't something I would put up with in other areas of my life. It was time to turn the tables on my sexy Russian, and I knew just how to do it.

Grinning wickedly, I opened the door.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, Miki picked me up.

"Not finished with you yet, sweetheart!" he said, throwing me on the bed and looming over me.

And I'm not finished with you either, sweetheart !

Smirking mischievously, I pushed at him, licking my lips.

"My turn!"

Miki raised his eyebrows and smirked, allowing me to push him onto his back. He was still naked, and his cock hardened as I stared at it. Yum!

This was going to be so much fun. It was time to see how he enjoyed being at my mercy. I bit my lip to stop from cackling like an evil witch at the thought.

"Close your eyes, babe, and keep them closed," I said, and was pleased when he did so without protest.

Slipping off the bed, I walked over to his trousers, grabbed the belt, and then some of his ties, and hurried back to his side.

Grabbing his wrists, I secured them with his belt, and he chuckled.

"Relax, baby, you'll enjoy this," I whispered in his ear, repeating his comment to me earlier and making him chuckle again.

God, I loved that sound. It went straight to my core and my pussy gushed.

"No peeking!" I said as I pulled his arms above his head before tying them to the bed with his ties, just as he'd done to me.

When I'd finished tying the last knot, I saw that he'd opened his eyes to watch me and lay there grinning.

"Naughty! I didn't say you could look!" I tutted and pouted.

Chuckling, he closed his eyes again, but it was too late. He'd disobeyed me and he would need to pay for that later.

I took a step back to admire his gorgeous body spread out before me. What a view!

The man was a living god. Total perfection in every dip and curve of him. From the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. Geez, I thought no man could have such sexy looking feet.

Taking another tie, I covered his eyes like he had done mine, but didn't bother tying up his legs. I knew Miki could easily break out of the bonds if he wished, so there was little point. He would either remain tied up for me or not. His choice.

It all depended on how much he was willing to give up some of his control to me. It was a little test, and we both knew it.

"Looking sexy all tied up," I whispered, and he chuckled as I kissed him lightly on the lips.

Straddling his hips, I studied him. I truly loved his body. It was big with hard muscles and made me feel delicate and so small in comparison. Placing my hands on his pecs, I slowly and lightly dragged them down and over his abs, watching with excitement as his body shuddered under my touch. I loved I could make him react like this.

Feeling powerful at turning the tables on my sexy Russian, I slowly tortured him with kisses as he had done me. Kissing and licking, I nibbled my way around his body, avoiding his rigid length, which was now standing proudly erect again.

Miki groaned and grunted with pleasure as I rubbed my boobs against him. My nipples were so hard and sensitive that every movement caused sweet sensations to shoot directly to my core, making my pussy wetter and wetter.

Oh my, even with him at my mercy, the man made me almost lose control. And he hadn't even touched me.

Like I did when he had his boxers on, I rubbed my soaking wet pussy against his cock, moving slowly up and down his length, drenching him in my juices. Fuck, he felt so good! I longed to have that length buried deep inside me, but I was determined to hold off for now, needing him to beg me the way I had him.

Miki had to know he needed me as much as I needed him. If we were going to have a future together, I had to show him I was strong enough to stand by his side and match him in everything. That included sex!

So, I continued with my slow rhythm, rubbing my pussy over the length of his cock, teasing and kissing him. Our tongues danced and fought for dominance. Every time he thought he was taking back control through our kiss, I pulled away. He moaned in frustration, and I smirked. Uh, uh, lover, my turn to be in control !

Miki was a man who was used to being in command. So, for him to give up control, even this little, couldn't be easy for him. I knew that, but I wanted more. For us to have an equal partnership, Miki had to give me everything, just like I knew he would demand of me. The only way to know if he could do that was to push his boundaries and see how far he would let me in.

Nipping the side of his neck, I sucked his skin, marking him just like he had done to me. He laughed when he realised what I was doing. It pleased me he didn't stop me. I was pretty sure him sporting a hickey around the guys would get him the ribbing of a lifetime and the fact that he would endure that for me made my heart swell.

When I was sure that he would have a mark to rival my own, I gave it a last lick and pulled back.

Time to make him beg!

Still rubbing against his length, my need building, I braced my hands on his chest and positioned myself, so my pussy sat against the head of his cock, but I didn't sink down onto it. Instead, I circled my hips, letting his cockhead slip teasingly in and out of my folds.

"Eilidh," he growled in a warning tone.

Playing innocent, I whispered in his ear, "Do you want me, Miki?"

"Yes!" he said through gritted teeth, obviously trying to hold back from losing control and ripping away his restraints.

"Are you sure?" I asked innocently.

"Fuck! Hell, yes!" he cried.

"You need to beg me! If you want me to ride you, you need to beg me to!" I murmured, letting him hear in my voice how much I was enjoying the sensation of his cock playing through my folds.

"Okay baby, ride me!" he said in a commanding voice, obviously thinking that qualified as begging.

It certainly didn't. Nope! Not at all!

"That's not begging, Miki," I chided, leaning down and nipped his nipple, making him grunt in protest at the slight pain.

Upping my game, I allowed my pussy to sink down a little further onto his cock.

"Yes!" he gasped out before I pulled off him completely.

"Beg me, babe," I whispered in his ear again.

"Eilidh! Please, I need you!" he cried.

This time, I heard the pleading in his voice. It made me feel sexy and powerful and it was all I could do not to come right then. I lifted over his cock and impaled myself in one quick movement.

He grunted.

"God, that feels so good!"

It did. It felt bloody amazing!

Slowly I rode his cock, rocking up and down his hard length, then picking up the pace. Our gasps rang out as our release built into a frenzy. My breasts bounced, and my heart pounded as I slammed down on him repeatedly.

"Ride me, babe, ride me! I need you!" he pleaded, over and over until the words became incoherent.

Miki had relinquished full control to me, and that was my undoing.

Slamming down hard one last time, I came with a cry before slumping over him, exhausted.

But he wasn't done yet. Growling loudly, he yanked his arms free from his restraints, ripped off the blindfold, grabbed my hips, and took back control.

Thrusting me up and down his length until he, too, cried out, coming hard and shooting his cum deep inside me.

"Oh, fuck!" he shouted, and I couldn't stop myself from coming again.

Dear god, the things this man did to me!

Falling on top of him again, we stayed like that, with me lying over him, unable to move my limbs, his cock still inside me as we gasped for breath until he softened completely.

Eventually, he shifted me off him, chuckling as he tucked me into his side and kissed my forehead. Still unable to move and completely drained of energy, I fell into an exhausted sleep.