Page 87 of Fighting Shadows

“Are you ready, goddess?” the nickname for her when she’s like this slips from my mouth easily. I want to worship her, to kneel at her feet and pray for her to love me forever and to look at me the way she does until we are old and grey.

She has the unique ability to make me feel like nothing else exists but us in this moment, when her eyes track over me, I want to puff out my chest like a damn caveman and to take her over and over again until we merge into one.

Autumn nods her head, tracking my every moment as I stride towards her with measured steps. The silky black rope in my hand is a reminder as to why I’m doing this.

“Arms up, Goddess,” I say, unraveling the rope just enough for me to bind her wrists together, “I need you to keep your arms above your head. Don’t move, or I’ll stop.”

I wrap the bindings around her wrist only tightly enough that the silky fabric rubs gently against her wrists but not enough to mark it. She’s had enough of those for a lifetime.

When I’m satisfied with my work, I step back and remove my shirt. Autumn’s eyes flare with lust, and her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip, “Do you like what you see, Goddess?” I ask her, unbuttoning my jeans and letting them hang loosely on my hips as I stroll over to her. My groin is at eye level with her, and she stares at the bulge in my pants hungrily, “I do,” she says softly.

“Color?” I ask, tugging on the binds of her wrist.

Autumn gasps, “I thought you weren’t my Sir tonight.”

“I’m not, but it won’t stop me from turning your pretty little ass red if you keep sassing me. I’m not your sir tonight, Autumn, butI’m still your boyfriend, and I’m still going to check in with you. It’s how I know you’re safe.” I run the back of my hand over her arm, goosebumps following the path I’m making, “I won’t ask again, Autumn. Color?”

“Green.” She says.

An idea pops into my head, and I lower myself to my knees between her legs on the mattress.

“What do you want me to do, Autumn? I’m yours to command tonight.”

Autumn lifts her head, looking at me for a moment; when she says nothing, I shuffle nervously.

Did I make the wrong decision?

“Make it all go away, Zander,” she says after a moment.

I breathe out in relief and cover her body with mine. Her arms start to come down, circling my neck, but I pull away and stare down at her with a smile. “What did I say, goddess?”

Her arms snap back up, a rueful smile on her face, “Sorry.”

“I think you know what you’re doing, Goddess. You know that I will lay anything you wanted at your feet as long as I got to worship you at the end of it.”

Autumn gasps as I toy with her clit, the swollen nub already sensitive, and I’ve not even touched her yet, “I don’t,” she gasps out between panting. Her eyes roll to the back of her head as I push a finger deep into her pussy.

“Do you not? So you don’t understand the lengths we would all go to for you just to see you smile? Or to see those cheeks turn the pretty rosy pink color we all love so much?” I mutter, lowering myself down and blowing cold air onto her clit, then I attack it like a shark in a frenzy. Lapping at her pussy like my life depends on it.

I circle her clit with my tongue loving how she gasps and pants, her body arching off of the bed as pleasure rolls over her.

“Zander.” She says my name like it’s a plea, and I take pity on her because she won’t be going to bed until I’ve fucked her to sleep.

Every part of me needs to be ingrained in her, my cum filling her sweet little pussy and my cock plugging it in there as I rock into her as she drifts off.

Even the idea of it has my cock weeping inside of my boxers, straining against the fabric painfully.

Autumn screams my name, her voice hoarse, but she doesn’t move her arms. I see the slight wince on her face as she twists her wrists against the binding, and I worry for a moment that I made them too tight.

“Color?”

“Green,” she pants.

“What do you want now, goddess?” I ask her, pulling my fingers from her soaked pussy.

“I need you to make love to me,” she says, her bottom lip disappearing between her teeth, her eyes hooded.

Shucking off my boxers quickly, I move back into position between her legs. Wrapping my hand around my cock, I line myself up with her entrance and push into her slowly, keeping my eyes locked on hers.

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