“What do you think you’re doing? I was about to come,” I complained.
“Exactly.”
“Exactly, what?’
“Your orgasms are saved for me and no one else.”
“Oh is that right? I don’t remember selling all my orgasms to you.”
There was a loud smack to my ass, sending me reeling from the pleasure that ran through my nerves. Jett must have noticed because he laughed as he walked up the stairs to the third floor. My mind was so confused, from the slapping of my ass, to the almost-orgasm I had, to the fact that I was so disturbingly turned on by the way that Jett went all ape-man on me, that I had no clue what to do other than enjoy the ride.
Chapter Twenty Seven
“Sail”
Jett
I planned for Francy and Tootse to get Goldie all worked up, but I never imagined Goldie to get me to the point of coming in my pants while watching her touch herself. I had never seen anything so erotic in my life and I had seen many erotic things in my life…many. There was something about Goldie that was different, she weakened me and I was a very strong man, but she had the ability to lower me to my knees and beg for her go to the Bourbon Room with me.
Luckily, I didn’t have to beg; she gave in to my demands, which only satisfied me even more. She was a feisty little thing who kept me on my toes, so when she so easily submitted to my demands, I was an extremely happy man.
Goldie went still as I carried her up the stairs and I just prayed that she didn’t pass out on me. I placed her on the upholstered table and looked into her eyes. Definitely not passed out, but beyond horny and ready. I smiled, knowing I was about to give her what she wanted.
I closed the door to the Bourbon Room as she sat on the table, waiting nervously. I pulled my shirt off and walked toward her. The drool-worthy look she gave me as she took in the expanse of my chest made my pride surge through the roof.
“Ah hell…” she mumbled, as I stood in front of her gorgeously naked body.
“Something wrong?”
“You’re just…it’s not fair. I mean, God, look at you.”
“I would rather look at you.”
She nodded and smiled. “Nice line.”
“It’s not a line when it’s true.”
“You write the rule book on that?”
“You either have something to say to me right now, or I can take you back down to your room and this time, I will leave you.” Not wanting to play around with her banter anymore, I tested her.
Her face twisted in confusion, making me want to caress her cute little button nose, but I refrained.
“Uh…something about submitting right?” she asked with hopeful eyes.
I hated to admit it but the fucker, Kace was right, she was going to be a hellion to train, but damn it all to hell if I wasn’t going to enjoy doing it.
I nodded, letting her know she was right and just stood there, waiting for her to let me know she was ready.
A smile spread across her face at being right. “Okay, umm…I am ready to submit to you?” she said, in a question again, like the first time.
“Is that a question or a statement?” I asked rather harshly between my teeth. It was time she knew I meant business.
“Statement.”
“Then say it.”
She took a deep breath, lifted her chest and said, “I am ready to submit to you.”
“Good girl.” I laid her down and placed her hands above her head. “I am going to tie your hands back behind your head. Since this is your first time, I am asking if that is okay. If you say yes, then from here on out, I know that you are okay with that unless you say your safe word.”
She nodded.
“Good and what is your safe word?”
“Alligator.”
I nodded and pulled her dainty wrists down so they were close to the ties. I watched as her full breasts fell to the side, making my dick surge against my jeans. All in good time, I told myself.
I wrapped the silk ties that came out of the table around her wrists and bound them properly so they wouldn’t cut into her skin.
“Does that feel okay?” I asked, making her she wasn’t at all uncomfortable.
“Yes…” she said breathlessly.
I moved down to her feet and puller her down so her butt was at the edge of the table and her legs were spread to the sides, giving me the perfect view of her arousal.
“I am going to tie your feet, same deal with your hands, please let me know if this is okay.
She nodded her head and pride swam through my body, knowing she was fully giving herself to me. She trusted me. How I earned that trust, I had no clue, but I did.
Once she was tied down to the table that I specifically designed for my pleasure, I leaned down and started playing with the music.
“Like I told you before, I prefer to have music in the background to heighten the sensations you will experience. There are speakers in this table with the bass completely turned up so every low beat you hear, will vibrate through your body. The music won’t be too loud, because I also like to hear the pleasure I give you.”
She nodded and I took a glance up at her arousal, she was so ready, I was just hoping we would make it thirty seconds into the song.
I pressed play, pulled out the knee rest from the table and kneeled right in front of her. Her eyes went wide as I lowered my head. The minute the low beat of “Sail” by AWOLNATION played, I dove my tongue into her very exposed, wet folds.
Her back arched from the stroke of my tongue that coincided with the rhythm vibrating through the speakers. I knew the effect I was having on her. I tested out the vibration once from the speakers and understood the impact it was having on her body as I matched my tongue to the beat. One long swipe and six shorts ones, one long swipe, six short ones. I continued to follow along with the beat as I made my little one writhe and scream on the table.
I never put down enough long pressure on her clit to make her combust, only continued to tease her with a long deep swipe followed by six short ones. The first time I heard the song, I knew what I was going to do with it, but I never tried it out until I saw Goldie and I was right, she would fall apart on my tongue from the melodic sounds coming from the speakers.
Her arms twisted against the restraints and her feet begged to be released, but I did a good job restraining her, so she was unable to release herself.
“Fuck me, fuck me…” she wailed, as her body thrashed about, looking for release.
I just smiled to myself and continued to follow along with the music. I got lost in her, in her scent, in her cries, in the way her body so ravenously thrashed about, looking for that moment of utter bliss. My cock pressed painfully against my jeans as I continued to taste her pleasure on my tongue. I was fucking lost, completely lost in the way she tasted, the way she moved against my tongue and the way she moaned while thrusting her tits in the air. Fuck, I was going to combust.
She was responsive in a way I had never seen, as if she completely surrendered every last inch of her body to me. With Babs and Pepper, there was always a slight hesitation when it came to me pleasing them. They came to the Bourbon Room to please me and seek pleasure, but it was never quite enough. They were always holding back something, but not Goldie. She left her heart out on the floor, which terrified me because I could so easily smash it into a million pieces.
Kace warned me and I didn’t listen. I still didn’t listen as I watched her completely fall apart on my tongue. She screamed my name as her orgasm took over her body, making her thrash about on the table. If I hadn’t tied her down, I definitely would have been knocked in the eye by an over-excited knee.
When she was no longer able to move, I pulled my face out from between her legs and looked up at her. At that moment, I realized my dick was so hard it was about to poke through my zipper. I hadn’t had a release in a while and as I looked down at my little one, I realized it would be another long night. She was completely spent.