Page 57 of Burn With Me

I backed away from the bed, moved around the room, and loved that whether she noticed or not, her head tracked my movement.

“I think we need some music. Don’t you, Firebug?”

She was back to nodding, but we were taking steps forward, not back.

“Answer me, Vi.”

“Music is fine,” she said and shrugged, the chains rattling slightly.

“No moving,” I said as her body wiggled a little more. “Don’t think I didn’t see that. I see everything.”

“Asher…I…,” she said a hint of panic in her voice.

“Shh, Firebug. Just relax.” I flicked on the sound system, and a dark but soothing song filled the room. “Calm your racing heart and listen to my voice. Don’t let the fear control you.” I returned to the bed, staring down at her body.

For the first time, I was more tempted to come inside Vi rather than on her. The thought was so strong that I had to squeeze my cock to help calm my body. Nearing release too quickly was not an option.

Her muscles quivered as she forced herself to remain compliant. I was more excited than I’d ever been in my life to end the scene and fuck her now. It was unnerving to feel even a little out of control. It had been a very long time since I’d been immature enough that I couldn’t handle hours of play before finally taking my final release. Vi did something strange to my perfectly controlled system right from the first moment we met.

I knew she hadn’t heard me return to the side of the bed, and it was confirmed as I trailed my finger along her leg.

“Oh god,” Vi mumbled as goosebumps rose where I touched.

She moaned, and I could imagine her heart pounding hard inside her chest with the way her pulse was jumping in the side of her neck. Inch by inch, my finger moved closer to where I knew she really wanted me. Vi opened her mouth, but I placed a finger against her lips.

“Shh, remember you need to remain quiet. You’ll get what you want soon enough.”

My fingers trailed around her nipples and down her stomach until I was able to give her clit the same attention. Her stomach flexed, and I knew that it was taking every ounce of control she had not to move or make a sound. My finger slid lower, and her reaction was like a decadent dessert. Her hands clenched into fists. This was her first time, and she was new to all the sensations bombarding her body, so I let her get away with it.

I made sure to interchange between rubbing small circles along her hard little clit and giving it a subtle squeeze. Vi’s mouth dropped open, and she sucked in a deep breath before snapping her mouth shut and biting her lip. I was eating it up. No, I was eating her up.

Slipping a finger into her body, she yanked hard on the restraints, a loud gasp escaping her mouth, and I knew she was getting close to losing control. The question was, did I allow her to release and start the build-up all over again, or did I make her hold off longer? Both ideas were equally tantalizing.

Studying her like a cat would study its prey, I pressed her a little more as my finger smoothly slid in and out of her body and decided that she was too wrung out. Leaning close to her, I blew a cool stream of air on her nipple, and she whimpered under my touch.

“You’ve been a very good girl. Do you know what you get,” I asked, picking up the pace of my hand and pressing a little harder to find her G-spot. “You can answer,” I said when she didn’t speak.

“No,” she breathed out.

I whispered close to her ear and loved that she shivered. “I want you to come for me. Don’t fight it. Let yourself go. Allow yourself to feel the pleasure coursing through your body.”

I added a second digit to her hot pussy while still using my thumb to stimulate her clit.

“I know you want to come for me.” Quickening my pace, I purposely breathed a little heavier in her ear, and I could feel her walls start to tighten around my finger.

I stopped moving, and as I knew she would, Vi whimpered and wiggled her bottom, trying to get me to continue.

“Tell me what you want, Vi,” I said and smoothed the soft blonde hair away from her face.

Her body trembled while she continued to try and win the challenge I’d tossed down. It was like watching a perfectly crafted puzzle slowly coming apart. She gave the restraints another small tug, desperate to touch herself.

“Tell me, my little Firebug. Say the words, and I’ll make it happen. Just say the words.” I kissed the jumping pulse on the side of her neck.

She groaned a deep sound of pure need as my tongue traced a line down to her nipple. My eyes locked on her face, a smirk pulling at my lips as I sucked her nipple into my mouth.

“Please,” Vi yelled and arched up.

“Please, what,” I asked, breaking the contact only for a second before twirling my tongue around her areola. She was as sweet as I imagined.