Undone, Volume 3 (10 page)

Panting, moaning like a
wild animal, I wanted to claw at him, bite him, come and come again.
He devoured it, feasting on watching me struggle. He’d brought me
so close to the edge.

“You need to come,
don’t you?” he asked in a quiet, controlled voice.

“Yes,” I whined,
sounding pathetic I knew it, pleading with him. I’d do anything he
liked.

Then he grinned at me,
wicked. “This is just how I like you, Ana. Incoherent, begging me.
I’m going to keep you like this all night.”

Ash

You’d think I’d be
better with words. I wrote songs for a living, after all. But it
wasn’t the lyrics that I created, it was the music. My lyrics were
kind of stupid, if I had to be honest. Or a better way of describing
them might be basic. Fifth-grade-level.

One of my hits was “I’m
Outta” as in “I’m Outta Here.” That was about as
sophisticated as my lyrics got.

If I were good with
words, I’d try telling Ana what she meant to me. Seeing her
stripped completely naked in the kitchen, bent over and quivering for
my touch. I’d played a lot of games with a lot of women, but not
one of them had gotten to me anywhere near like Ana was.

She was so sweet, so
trusting, so raw and real. She hid nothing from me. I sensed she
couldn’t even if she wanted to. She wasn’t playing games, trying
to seduce me and turn me on with her sexiness. She was being herself,
completely honest in her responses, and as a result I was completely
out of my mind for her.

She had me so rock hard
I could barely walk as I led her into the bedroom. My cock throbbed
so stiff in my jeans it nearly felt painful. You’d think I hadn’t
already come twice that day, buried deep in her pussy then down her
throat. Fuck, the thought of that sent another deep pulse of blood
straight to my cock, swelling it more against the denim.

Ana might technically
be submitting to my dominance, but it was me that she owned. I had no
idea if she knew it. If I thought about it, really let myself
consider what that meant, it would scare the shit out of me.

So I didn’t think. I
did what I did best. It wasn’t fancy words, or drawn-out rational
thought processes. What I did best was with my hands, my body.
Expressing myself physically.

Standing by the bed, I
brought my hand to the back of Ana’s neck. She tilted back into my
touch, her neck outstretched, her lovely eyes half-closed in desire.
I reached down and took her lips with my own. So sweet, such a
succulent fruit. I licked and sucked, relishing her taste.

My hands drifted down
her body, so warm, so pliant, so supple. Her slim waist, her soft
creamy buttocks still pink and hot from her spanking. She’d taken
every last smack from my large rough palm, and it had made her so
wet. I couldn’t imagine a body more perfect, more welcoming. All I
wanted was to sink into her.

Licking along her
throat, her soft, sensitive skin, I murmured, “How are you
feeling?”

“Mmmmm,” she
managed, wrapping her hands around my shoulders. I knew her ass had
to sting. I’d given her a firm spanking. And she’d loved every
fucking second of it. I’d known that she would. The palm of my hand
had been itching for her plush ass from the second I met her, all the
more because I’d figured she’d have no idea she’d love it so
much. I got to be the one to introduce it to her, the pleasure of
submission.

“Are you ready for
more?” I turned her around and drew her body along the length of my
own, her back to my front. Pressing my hands to her hips, I thrust my
hips into her low back, letting her feel the full length of my thick,
full shaft. A groan broke from her lips, like the one she’d given
back in the kitchen. When I’d told her I could go bare in her, skin
to skin. Like I was going to do to her now.

“Can you take more,
baby?” Teasing, light, I brushed my fingertips along her skin.
Every inch of her was so alive to my touch, awake at the slightest
feather. She trembled, her breath coming in short pants. “I’d
like to tie you up again. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes,” she panted,
no hesitation.

“Would you like me to
tie you up? Would you like me to bind you and then fuck you?” I
asked, my voice husky and low. I loved feeling her response to this,
the deep thrill of her discovering her secret tendencies. Thank God
for snowstorms. There in that cabin, cut off from the world, Ana
could let go of all of her inhibitions. She didn’t have to worry at
all about being a good girl. She could show me just how naughty she
wanted to get.

“Yes,” she moaned,
swaying back into me as my hand found her breasts. So full, so lovely
and round on her slender frame. I couldn’t wait to sink into her,
deep, but I wanted to take my time. Make it good for her. See what I
could do about heightening the sensation of getting properly fucked,
bare, for the first time.

“Lie down, near the
edge here.” I patted the bed, speaking gently to her. I wanted her
to know that though I was going to tie her up and fuck her like an
animal, I wasn’t after causing her pain. This was all for her
pleasure.

She moved languidly,
spellbound by desire. Bringing my hand to her upper back, I guided
her down to the bed. The feel of her surrendering under my hand,
letting me push her down before me gave me an even stronger charge. I
needed to bury myself in her, hear her screams, feel her coming
around my cock. But first, she needed to be bound.

In the closet, I
withdrew the scarlet silk ties I’d used that morning. They seemed
to do nicely, holding her tight without causing any real discomfort.
I slid one around her wrist, caressing her skin.

“I’m going to bind
you, Anika.” As I spoke, I drew her arm down by her side. Then I
pushed her leg up, bent at the knee, and brought her wrist to her
ankle. Tied like that on both sides, she’d be forced up and open,
made to offer herself to me. She’d be completely under my control
as I sank my full cock deep into her slick hole, pounding her again
and again.

“I’m tying your
wrist to your ankle. Can you open like that for me?” She moaned as
she spread her thighs wider, bringing her knee up to her side and her
arm down right into position. I could see her pussy gleaming, slick
with juices. She liked this very much.

Wrapping her with silk,
over her wrist, around her ankle and back again, I fastened her
there. Not so tight as to cause real discomfort, but enough to
completely assert my dominance. I worked her other side in the same
fashion, until I had both her legs up and bound by either side.

I stood up to survey my
handiwork. She lay there, helpless and trembling, her pussy out
swollen and wet. I could see her breathing hard, her soft pants
letting me know she felt a mingled sense of vulnerability and
arousal. “You look so beautiful like this, Anika. Displayed for
me.”

I leaned over her,
tracing my tongue along her earlobe, sucking and gently nibbling on
her sensitive lobe. Whispering in her ear so she’d feel safe
confessing everything to me, I asked, “Do you like submitting to
me, Anika?”

“Yes,” she
whispered back.

“Are you mine?” I
asked.

“Yes,” she sighed
as she said it, as if it came from a place deep inside of her.

“I’m going to fuck
you now, Ana. I’m going to sink into you bare and fuck you hard.
Are you ready?”

“Yes!” That yes was
a cry of need, an urgent plea. I couldn’t wait any longer. I ripped
off my jeans and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, her pussy
at exactly the right height and angle. The bed was high so I could
stand and have her exactly where I wanted her.

My cock stood out so
engorged I didn’t think I’d ever seen it that big. Veins bulged
down its thick shaft. Ana was so wet and she’d taken me in entirely
before, but as I stood there with my swollen mushroom head at her
entrance, I wondered for a second how she was going to do it. She was
so much smaller than me and I was so huge. But she’d take me in. I
knew she wanted to do it, every inch. She’d have to work to do it,
but I wouldn’t rest until I got to sink all the way into her.

I pressed my crown into
her entrance, sliding into her, spreading her wide. She was bound,
fastened open, and she needed to be that wide to accommodate my size.

“Fuck!” I cried
out. The feel of her wet, slick pussy closing tight around the tip of
my bare cock just about did me in. I wanted to plunge straight into
her, but for a second I worried I was going to come right then, blow
it all, send my hot seed all over her pussy. I could picture it
dripping out, and I could smooth it all over her, coat her sore ass
with it, slick.

Damn it. I closed my
eyes and told myself to focus. Breathe. I needed to control myself.
She whimpered beneath me, partially I’m sure due to the feel of my
filling her, stretching her entrance, but also from need. She needed
this, too. She needed me to fuck her.

Slowly, going so slowly
it nearly killed me, I eased my way into her. “Fuck, Ana!” I
cried out as I eased into her tight hole. I kept going and going,
inch by inch, eyes closed, until I buried myself into her all the way
to the hilt. There, I stopped, overcome with the intensity of it, her
hot, quivering pussy clenched slick and tight around my massive cock.
If I died right then, I’d die a happy man.

But I didn’t die. I
opened my eyes and saw my cock buried in the woman I loved, quivering
and wet and bound beneath me, submitting to my dominance. Grabbing
onto her hips, I eased my shaft out, then thrust into her all the way
again.

“Ah!” she screamed,
deep and throaty, and I could feel her pussy clenching and quivering
around my cock.

“You need to come,
baby?” I grunted out, sensing her deep, deep urge. She’d been so
close from her spanking and then I’d made take herself even closer
under my watchful eye in the kitchen. Now, with the feel of my
possessing her, bare and raw, the way I filled her, she couldn’t
take it. I knew that. I knew what she needed.

“Come!” I roared
out, shoving my thick, fat, long cock deep into her wet hole, filling
her completely. “Come on my cock!”

She did as she was
told, good girl, screaming and shuddering, her pussy clenching and
milking my cock as she came long and hard.

“Yeah, like that.”
I fisted my hand in her hair and gave her a tug, letting her know who
was riding her, who was fucking her. I was her man and I was giving
it to her hard. I didn’t let her rest after her orgasm. I didn’t
give her a second to catch her breath. I was a relentless man and I
had needs. Just then, I needed to feel her come again.

“How’s that feel,
my cock in you, bare? You like that?” I started fucking her hard
and fast, wet and getting sweaty, my balls slapping against her clit
as I pounded into her.

“Ugh! Uh!” Her
guttural grunts were all I got in response. Her hands and ankles tied
together, she couldn’t grab at me or kiss me. I towered over her,
fucking her relentlessly, and she took it, every inch.

I’d never felt
anything so good. If someone had asked me my name right then, I
wouldn’t have known it. All I knew was Ana, her scent, her sounds,
the way she fit me so perfect, the way I could feel the tension
building, mounting, rising within me. How it would feel to let go,
spill my seed deep inside of her, filling her up the way I’d wanted
to do from the second I’d met her.

“I’m going to come
in you!” I roared, pulling on her hair, grasping her hip hard with
my fingers. I knew I was being rough with her, but she needed to feel
it, how much I owned her, how much I possessed her. How much she
belonged to me. How she always would.

“Are you going to
take my come?”

“Yes! Yes!” she
screamed, begging for my come deep inside of her. I came in one long,
strong thrust, gushing hot come so deep inside of her it felt like my
world came apart. Her screams mingled with my roars and I felt her
come again, her shudders and slick juices blending with my pulses as
my come shot out again and again.

“Ah! Fuck!” I
couldn’t stand up any more, my knees buckled and I braced myself on
the bed, folding over her, my chest to hers. I wanted her like that,
like a cave man, I wanted to stand over her and hold her to me naked
in our snowed-in shelter.

Somehow, I found the
coherence to reach down and untie her restraints. First one side,
then the other, then I drew her to me tight, bringing us both up to
the top of the bed. We sank down onto the pillows, not even bothering
with covers. We were too heated up, anyway, slick with sweat and our
own fluids, panting and completely spent.

I think Ana might have
fallen asleep before her head touched the pillow. I’d heard that
expression before, but never seen it in action. She pretty much
passed out, but I will say that she had an extremely satisfied smile
on her face. I’d fucked my woman good.

I drew her to me,
scooping her softness against my hardness, my eyes closing as well.
Because she was asleep, I could whisper my confession to her.
Something I didn’t think I’d said once in my adult life. Seemed
like a good place to start, with the other party fast asleep. She
couldn’t hear me. So, lying in the darkness, the snowstorm raging
outside, I could tell her.

“I love you,” I
whispered into her hair just before I joined her in sound sleep.

§

The next day, I woke to
Ana’s soft ass pressing into my thigh. Yeah, that was a good way to
wake up. Lazy, I circled my arm around her waist, drawing her closer
to me. She sighed in her sleep, and we dozed off again for who knows
how long.

Later on, we both
opened our eyes and had no idea what time it was. Ana’s stomach let
out a loud growl.

“Sorry!” She burst
out laughing, bringing her hands down to her stomach.