Chapter 23 - 23

The minute his finger touched my clit again I screamed and climaxed unable to stop myself.

When I came floating back down, I heard a tsking noise and realized I was in trouble. I heard a rustling sound and felt the bed dip right near my head, I wanted to look but was too terrified to do so.

"Mia, you have been very naughty," he whispered into my ear.

I blushed. "I'm sorry, Sir. I couldn't help it."

"Since you took your pleasure without my permission, I shall do the same."

He rolled off the bed and grabbed his pants, I saw him reach into the back pocket and I noticed a foiled wrapper before he tore it open rolling its contents down over his bulging erection. He crawled between my legs swiftly as if he could not handle another second of waiting to bury himself deep inside me. My eyes were glued to his cock which was huge just like the rest of him and I felt a streak of fear ride up my spine having a virginal moment of fear wondering if he would fit.

I felt him chuckle as he caught the look of concern in my eyes as I stared at him.

"Everything will be fine, pet. Believe me, you are so wet, I will slide into you nice and easy.”

He put the head of his erection right up against my soaking slit and slowly pushed in, my eyes drifted shut as I felt him stretch my sensitive muscles inside. After two mind-blowing orgasms, every movement of his cock sent a sensual shock wave right through me. I heard him groan and couldn't help opening my eyes so I could watch his face as he pushed inside. I could tell by the strain on it that he was concentrating hard as if he was holding himself in check for me. I realized that I had caused him to hit the brink of his self-control and I knew a moment of pride at that.

I lifted my hips slightly forcing him to set himself fully inside me and we both groaned as we joined together. My hips jerked on their own accord forcing him to grab them in a firm grip to keep me still.

"DO NOT MOVE," he ground out between clenched teeth.

Reed took a couple of deep breaths and it seemed like an eternity passed before he slowly began to move. He was so big that I felt every movement, every bump and curve on him as he moved his cock in and out. His hands were keeping a death grip on my hips controlling my movement, so I was unable to hurry him. He was forcing me to just lay there and feel as he thrust deeply until he was at the very core of me only to slowly slide back out and torture me further.

"Fuck," he cursed between clenched teeth. "You are so fucking tight and wet. I'm going to come fast.”

His words sent another wave of heat driving through me and I unintentionally clenched around him. He cursed again and began to slam into me harder and faster causing me to scream and jerk against the ropes that were binding me to my bed. Soon my panting turned into cries of intense delight as I felt the pleasure building up inside me.

"You're about to come, aren't you?" he growled.

His thrusts immediately slowed down again and became tortuously slow. I could tell the movement cost him as sweat broke out across his brow and he gritted his teeth to the point I thought they might shatter. I wanted to curse and slap him for leaving me hanging on the edge of this peak. However, I knew that would just encourage him to torment me even more.

"Please, Sir. Please, please," I began to beg feeling tears of pent-up frustration run down my face.

"Come on, you can do better than that. Tell me why I should let you come? You took your pleasure earlier without permission," he whispered hoarsely.

He shoved deep into me, thrusting harder this time, and causing the tip of his erection to rub against that spot inside me that had me screaming in excitement and jerking against my ropes again.

"Please, I'll do anything. Please, Sir."

I tried hard to twist against him trying to drive him over the edge so I could have my own release, but with my hands tied and his holding my hips tightly, my movements were futile. I could not believe he was able to do all this, I knew by how enormous he felt in me right now he was just as close as I was and the idea that he was holding on so well for so long made me slightly envious.

"Anything?" he groaned as he slammed hard into me once again.

"Yes!" I cried frantically.

"Call me Master, I want to hear my name come from your sweet sexy lips," he whispered into my ear as he leaned down causing his position inside me to change, making him swell impossibly bigger deep inside me.

"Master! Master Reed please!"I cried.

"Good girl," he whispered and bit my ear.

He pushed himself back up and grabbed my nipples twisting them hard as he slammed into me one last time.

"Come now. Mia!"

I exploded and came with his name being torn harshly from my lips, his strong hands continuing to hold me down so I couldn't do anything but lay there and ride out my orgasm completely at his mercy. I felt him stiffen and knew that he too was coming, my name like a prayer as he chanted it. He leaned over me his hands positioned right next to my ears as we were lost in our own little worlds of pleasure for a while both of us panting and struggling to catch our breath.

He finally took a deep breath, gathering the strength to move, and pulled out of me slowly causing us both to moan, with pleasure or loss I wasn't sure which. I laid there listening to my heart pound as he discreetly got up and went across the hall into the bathroom where I heard him run water. He came back in and quickly untied me then wrapped me in my big fluffy comforter and that is when I realized I was shaking like a leaf.

He pulled me close, draping me across his chest, and began to massage my wrists which I hadn't even realize were aching. It felt so wonderful being close to him and hearing his heartbeat. It was still beating a little fast, but it seemed to match the rhythm of my own. As I dropped off to sleep, my last thought was ah, aftercare.. It is a beautiful thing.