Page 26 of Blow Me Away
“Maybe,” she responded, tilting her head back to look up at him through her lashes. “Why don’t I take you upstairs and show you just what these handcuffs can do?”
Cooper immediately grabbed her hand, leading her back towards the house as she laughed at his eagerness. He led her upstairs and to his room, making sure to lock the door behind them so they didn’t get interrupted like they had the first time.
Elliott leaned against his desk, eyeing him as he moved to stand in front of her. “I think it’s about time I remind you that you’re not the only one who likes being in charge. Don’t you agree?”
“Yes,” he responded, a smile threatening to pull at the corner of his mouth.
“And wouldn’t you agree that an inmate must do whatever it is they are told by their officer?” She continued, pushing herself away from the desk and taking a small step closer to him.
He nodded in response, and waited for her to continue. “So that means you’re going to do everything I tell you to, correct?”
“Yes,” he answered again, eyeing her carefully as she took another step closer to him.
“Then here’s what I want from you,” she told him, placing a hand on his chest now. “I want you to strip down so I can see that body of yours. And then I want you to beg. I want you to beg for me to allow you to fuck me. I want you to beg to have your cock sucked, and I want you to beg to come. I want you to remember that I have control over you, too, Cooper. You’re not the only one here who holds all the cards.”
He had never been more turned on by his woman before. He had missed this—missed her taking control. Missed the way her confidence soared in times like these. He hadn’t realized how much until this very moment.
I need to let her take control more often.
“Elliott, will you please—”
“It’s Officer Stevens to you,” she said, and his cock grew impossibly harder in his boxers.
He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “Officer Stevens, will you please let me fuck you? Let me fuck you until you scream.”
“If you were begging,” she told him, the two of them now chest to chest. “You’d be on your knees.”
“Fuck,” he mumbled, turned on more than he thought possible as he fell to his knees. “Please, please use me as you wish. I am at your mercy. Tell me what you want.”
She loved seeing him like this—so ready and eager to beg. Ready to beg forher.
And she knew he’d beg for her everyday.
“Strip,” she told him as she backed away, moving to lean against his desk once more.
Cooper pushed himself to his feet, never breaking eye contact for the entirety that he removed his clothes—and even after that. She felt her pussy getting more wet by the minute, and she knew she needed him.
“Come over here,” she said, gesturing towards herself with a finger. Cooper strutted over to her in all of his naked glory, eager to see what her first demand was going to be. “Take off my pants.” He fell to his knees and helped her out of the jeggings, and his face heated in anticipation as he realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. Again. “I want you to lick my pussy until I come.”
He didn’t hesitate as he hoisted her up so she was sitting on the desk. He grabbed her right leg and rested it over his shoulder. His face immediately found itself between her legs, his tongue sliding up her slit and her head fell back instantly.
“That’s it,” she praised, her hand going to his hair and gripping it tightly as he sucked on her clit. “Just like that, baby. Don’t you dare stop.”
Cooper did as he was told, continuing to lick and suck on her clit. He sunk slightly lower, slipping his tongue inside of her wet cunt, and a loud moan escaped her throat as he ate her out with precise strokes. She felt her climax drawing nearer.
“Finger me,” she demanded, lifting her head so she could look at him, watch him. “Suck my clit and finger me. Now.”
And he did just that. Slipping two fingers into her cunt, his mouth found its way to her clit. She was trying her best to keep the cuss words and moans at bay, but she couldn’t help it—he made her feel so good, and no one had ever made her come as quickly as he seemed to.
Her orgasm ripped through her, her legs squeezed on either side of Cooper’s head as her body shook, her grip on his hair unrelenting. As she came down from her high, he slowed his speed before carefully sliding his fingers out of her. He brought them up to his mouth and licked them clean as Elliott watched.
“On the bed,” she said now, sitting up as he pushed himself to his feet. Cooper walked over and stood against the side, waiting for her next order. “Lay on the bed,” she told him, sliding off the desk as he laid down. She stripped from her shirt, tossing it on the floor so she was now naked along with him.
She walked over to him and grabbed one of his hands, connecting one of the handcuffs to his wrist. She smiled as she noticed how his body language changed, showing her just how much he was going to like this. Once she had both hands in the cuffs, she walked over to his drawer and grabbed a rope he had taken from her place.
“Don’t think I didn’t notice one of my ropes was missing,” she told him, moving so she was straddling him closer to his chest. “Stealing is a serious offense, Mr. Hearst. One that requires addressing.”
Elliott looped the rope around the cuffs before she leaned forward, wrapping the rope around one of the spokes of his metal headboard, tying it securely so his hands were forced to stay above his head. She slowly slid down so she was straddling his waist, his dick perfectly lined up in her slit. She began to move her hips, rubbing herself against the underside of his cock as his eyes fell closed for a moment.
