BelleBehindBars (3 page)

“The restraint system was too small for my king-size bed so
I thought the guestroom would do.” He pointed at her panties. “Take those off.
But leave the shoes on.”

The way he skimmed his eyes over her legs made her feel like
the sexiest woman in the world. She rolled her panties down her legs and
stepped out of them.

He closed the distance between them then threaded his
fingers through her hair and cupped her head possessively. His stare was
hypnotic, undeniable. Covering her lips with his, he thrashed his tongue
against hers, plundered every inch of her mouth until she was drowning in lust.

Without warning, he swept her off her feet and into his
arms, carried her across the room then set her down on the middle of the bed.
He took one of her wrists and moved it to a cuff at her side then strapped it
closed. Then he repeated the process with the other arm and after that he
secured her ankles at the bottom of the bed.

She’d never felt so utterly exposed or vulnerable.

I’m in heaven
.

Ram stood over her, looking taller and more powerful than
ever. He toed off his shoes then opened his belt and pulled it free. Staring at
it a moment as if trying to conjure up some wicked use for it, he said, “Hmm.”
But then he just set it on the night table. Climbing onto the bed, he straddled
her thighs. “Now I have you exactly where I want you. And you enjoy being my
slave, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do.” It was true. Knowing that every inch of her
belonged to him was unspeakably hot. She squirmed against the rush of need.

He cupped her breasts, kneaded them and roughly tugged on
the sensitive points. She bit her lip to keep from crying out at the pain
because the pleasure that always bloomed immediately after was more than worth
it. He suckled one nipple as he slid his groin over her. She wished he’d strip
off his jeans so she could see his erection rather than only feel it sliding
over her legs. It wasn’t like she was in a position to make any demands,
though.

Ram moved his attention lower, sliding his tongue down her
stomach. She squirmed, lifted her hips, desperate for him to touch her pussy.

He tilted his head back and grinned at her. “You, my dear,
are a very bad girl with exceedingly naughty desires.”

The deep timbre of his voice only made the carnal ache
inside her worse. “I want you to touch me. Everywhere.” Her voice broke on the
last word.

“You’ll have to be patient, Belle. Tonight you’re completely
at my mercy.”

“Yes.” Her pussy ached to have him inside her. “Please.”

“Please what?” Even in the dim light, he couldn’t hide the
arousal in his eyes. He was just as turned-on as she.

“Please fuck me.” She rocked her hips against his denim-clad
hard-on, hungry for relief.

“I told you, you’ll have to be patient. I like teasing you.”
With that, he moved farther down the bed toward her feet. A savage growl
rumbled in his chest as he stared at her exposed slit. He dragged a finger
along her intimate lips.

She bit back a gasp as he dipped that finger inside her
crease.

“You’re drenched. I can’t wait to taste you.” He stretched
out alongside her and propped himself up on one elbow. With his free hand, he
continued teasing her, tormenting her with way-too-slow strokes. He spread her
lips wider, rolled her clit between his thumb and index finger as powerful
cravings shook her to her core. She whimpered with helpless need.

“I can’t take any more. I need to come.” She fought the tethers,
bucked her hips.

“In good time. I see I’m going to have to teach you
patience.” He slipped his fingers inside her. Her body reacted like a lit
firecracker, shaking wildly. She was on the edge of bliss and she yearned to
climb over the top and fall in if he’d only let her.

Stilling her with a hand on her belly, he drew his tongue
along her folds, swirling around her sensitized bud. Just when she thought she
was about to come, he pulled away, leaving her desperate for relief. She tried
to break free of her bindings but it was futile.

“You don’t really want to be set free yet, do you, Belle?”
His breath gusted over her neck. Then his mouth was on her breast and he nipped
at her peaked point for a moment. “Do you?”

She shook her head. Why would she want to stop the most
intense pleasure she’d ever experienced?

“Say it,” he commanded.

“Please don’t set me free, Master. I enjoy being at your
mercy. Immensely.”

He rewarded her with a smile. And more. He moved his hand to
her mound.

Oh God, she was so close.

When he started rubbing her cleft she exploded in ecstasy.
Moaning and shaking and twisting, she screamed as her climax went on and on and
on. Waves of pleasure continued to rack her body.

Ram slid higher then kissed a trail along her neck to her
ear then pulled the lobe between his teeth before releasing it. “You’re a sexy
woman, Belle. I knew that under that uniform and behind those glasses, there
was a hot vixen waiting to come out and play.”

She wondered why he hadn’t asked her out after his divorce
was final a couple years ago. But that was water under the bridge. Important
thing was she was here and this was turning into one of the best nights of her
life.

Ram dipped his fingers inside her again and all thoughts
evaporated from her mind—everything but the lush sensations of his strokes. Her
pussy clenched around him and tendrils of delight shot through her system.

How did he know exactly how to touch her?

He slid his tongue along the valley between her breasts then
licked one taut bud. Her breath hitched when he bit her pebbled nipple, hard
enough to hurt, but only for a moment. A rush of erotic joy nudged her fading
orgasm back to life. Little shock waves started in her core and grew more
intense.

Ram circled her engorged bud with skillful fingers, then rolled
it against his calloused thumb. She surrendered to her bliss. Her body
convulsed with a pounding intensity. He rubbed and stroked, nibbled and licked
relentlessly until she stilled beside him.

When her rhapsody eased, Ram moved off the bed, which suddenly
felt awfully cold. He started opening her shackles and she wondered what he was
up to.

“That was…amazing.” She flexed her stiff hands after he
released them.

“Don’t think I’m through with you.” He moved to the end of
the bed and started working the buckle at her left foot.

What else did he have in mind?

After he’d set her free, he disappeared from the room for a
minute then returned holding a long piece of black fabric and a box of condoms.
Her heartbeat kicked up a notch as she contemplated the possibilities. Sitting
on the edge of the bed, she watched him take his belt from the night table.

He met her stare. The longing she saw in his eyes nearly
knocked the wind out of her. He set everything down on the bed next to her.
“It’s getting hotter in here.” Without releasing her gaze, he opened the snap
at the waistband of his jeans then gradually lowered the zipper. He freed his
cock, huge and ready, with a heart-shaped head.

Just the sight of his perfect shaft made her mouth water.
She reached out to touch it but he batted her hand away.

“Not until I tell you to touch it.” He stepped closer,
grasped the root and stroked her breast with the engorged head.

The notion of having hard length of masculine flesh inside
her made her mouth water.

He rubbed his erection over both her nipples in turn then
threaded his fingers through her hair and pulled her head toward the tip.

She licked a pearl of his seed from the slit. The salty
taste of his lust made her hungry for more. His fingers tightened in her hair
and he let out a gasp. She swirled her tongue over the crown and went to wrap
her hand around his length. Before she could, he released her head and pulled
away.

“No. Not yet.” He pushed his jeans down and took them off,
giving Belle a view of his glorious body in the nude.

She drank in his perfectly muscled calves and thighs. He
turned around and picked up his pants from the floor. Her breath caught at the
sight of his drool-worthy backside and the sexy vee from his broad shoulders to
his narrow waist.

Returning to the bed, he picked up the black cloth and used
it to blindfold her. Not being able to see what he was doing added another
dimension to her submission.

“That’s not too tight, is it?” he asked.

She inwardly smiled at the idea that he didn’t want her to
be uncomfortable. Even though he might inflict more pain, she was sure it would
only be in the interest of pleasure. He was anything but cruel.

She could sense him moving, shifting things around. Her
stomach clenched with a mix of fear and excitement.

Grasping her arms, he pulled up so she stood facing him. He
cupped her cheek and gave her a slow, tasting kiss. Then he turned her around.
Her thighs bumped into the mattress.

Taking her wrists, he held them together behind her. Then he
bound them with a heavy cloth. No, leather.
His belt
.
She forced
back a sigh. He skimmed his hands down her sides, over her hips, gave her
backside a hard whack. And another. She bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning
aloud.

She was completely at his mercy and the feeling of utter
helplessness was the most powerful aphrodisiac she’d ever experienced. Her sex
clenched in anticipation of whatever misdeeds he had in mind.

Ram cupped his hand over her butt and she braced for the
sting of another slap, but his touch was gentle now, soothing. His arms went
around her and caught her breasts. Her blood heated when she felt his erection
press against her backside.

He released one of her breasts as he tweaked the sensitive
point of the other. Long, possessive fingers parted her labia and she couldn’t
hold back a whimper. He brushed a thick finger over her bud. Her pussy vibrated
with longing.

He started rubbing her cleft in slow and teasing strokes. He
knew how to make her come and he brought her to the precipice again then
stopped. She held her breath, praying he’d let her climax.

But instead, he patted her mound. “Not until I say so.” His
breath was warm on her shoulder.

“Please. I want to come again.”

Ram would let her come again, but not until he’d buried
himself inside her. He turned her around to face him, looked her over. Need
tightened inside him at the sight of her, naked and blindfolded, totally under
his command. “Get on your knees.” He helped her kneel in front of him.

She leaned her head back, blind and helpless and he knew he
had her right where he wanted her—deliciously desperate.

Grasping his shaft, he touched the tip to her lips again.
She opened her mouth and licked a circle around the head. Pleasure raced
through him as her tongue flicked and swirled over his cock.

He tangled his fingers in her silky hair and held her head
to him. Her teeth abraded his flesh as she took him inside the hot, warm and
wet confines of her mouth. Her pussy would feel even sweeter.

She made little moaning sounds that vibrated against his
skin, heightening his enjoyment. When he felt himself growing closer, he
withdrew his cock and lifted his balls to her mouth. Her velvet tongue slid
over them, sucked gently on them, just the right amount of heat and pressure.

He studied her face. Even with the mask covering her eyes,
he could detect the joy in her expression. He heard it in her blissful sighs.
She liked this as much as he did. The woman called to his most torrid
fantasies.

He had to fuck her. Withdrawing from her mouth, he petted
her hair. “I’m going to help you stand.” With that, he pulled her up then bent
her facedown over the side of the bed. He hesitated only long enough to slide
on a condom as he anticipated what it would feel like to breach her glistening
red folds.

Moving behind her, he pushed a finger into her wet pussy,
she moaned hungrily, like a caged animal ready to spring. “Please, Master,
please.”

“You want me to fuck you, Belle, don’t you?”

“I need you to fuck me so hard.” Her voice was hoarse and
desperate.

Hanging on to the razor-thin shreds of his control, he
thrust into her, easing himself inside her tightness. She clenched around him
in welcome, sheathing him perfectly as he advanced deeper and deeper in her
channel. He started thrusting, gripping her waist.

She rolled her hips, rocked against him. “Yes, oh God, yes.
Thank you, Master.”

He withdrew a moment, gave her ass a hard slap before
stroking into her again.

She rewarded him with a joyful moan. “Thank you.”

He clutched her hips, sank his fingers into her flesh,
slamming into her with all his might. His balls constricted as he rode her
relentlessly.

Christ, he was so close. His head swam in pleasure as he
detonated in a white-hot blast. He thrust hard into her pussy, ecstasy swamping
his entire body. When he finally stilled, he rubbed his hands over her back,
felt the waves of satisfaction rolling off her damp skin. “You okay?”

“Oh, yes.” She shuddered a sigh. “That was…the best.”

He bent to kiss her back.

Belle shivered as his lips grazed her skin. Then he untied
the blindfold and released her hands, pulled her into a comforting embrace. Her
body felt totally used, as if she’d had a perfect workout. And completely
satisfied. She’d never come so much or so hard her whole life.

Ram rubbed her stiff arms then turned her around to face him.
His eyes were half-glazed and his skin glistened with sweat. “Would you stay
the night?”

Her heart double-timed. “Sure.”

He led her into the master bedroom and pulled back a velvety
comforter on a huge bed. “Bathroom’s right there.” He gestured to a closed door
behind him. “Feel free to use my robe. It’s hanging on the back of the door.
Although you look…” His gaze caressed her nude body. “Great just like that.”