Page 28 of No Promises
Christo grinned widely. “Pleasure to meet you, Miss Taylor. I’m Christofalo, and I, too, am crazy about you.” His accent was flawless, and Noosh gaped at him. Christosmirked.
“Chip, chip,chipper.”
Noosh made a mock-disappointed face. “You ruinedit.”
“I took it toofar?”
“Youdid.”
Christo sighed. “Perhaps, then, some sort of punishment is probably inorder.”
Noosh squirmed in excitement. “For me oryou?”
Although they had talked about experimenting with BDSM, they had yet to try it, reveling instead in making love as often as they could between talking and getting to know each other. Now, though, Noosh was excited about the thought of being bound by him, whipped or paddled, or doing the same to him. She wanted to explore everything that made himhappy.
Christo’s smile widened. “Well, I’ll flip you for it, but the beauty of being a switch is that you can change your mind like that.” He clicked his fingers, but then his smile faded. He leaned forward and took her hands. “But if you say stop, we stop. That’s what a safe word is for, baby. I hope you trust me to stop if you ask, but I will always insist on the safe word. It removes anydoubt.”
“I have no doubts about you, Christo. Not one.” Her voice, already a whisper, shook a little, and she was afraid he’d think she was scared, but instead he pressed his lips tohers.
“We take this slow, baby, so you can get a feel for what you like, or what youdon’t.”
She swept a hand through his curls. “What do we startwith?”
“Some light bondage? I could simply tie your hands behind you to start, bend you over the window ledge of our bedroom, fuck you frombehind.”
Noosh felt her sex tighten with excitement. “Maybe you could use a crop on me? On mybum?”
“You are adorable. Yes, I will use a crop on your…bum…if youlike.”
Noosh looked sheepish. “Bum isn’t a sexy word, is it? How about if I tell you to ream my cunt so hard that I scream your name so loud the people of Greece will hearit.”
Christo looked impressed. “Wow, you really changed it upthere.”
“Does it work foryou?”
He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his rock-hard cock. “What do youthink?”
Noosh squeezed his cock through his pants. “I think we should stop talking about it and getbusy.”
Christo offered her his hand. “One last thing – the safeword.”
Noosh thought for a second. “Dragonfly.”
Christo nodded approvingly. “Nice. Remember, if you’re ever scared and you need me to stop, or need my help, just say it. I want you to enjoy what we’re going todo.”
Noosh pressed her lips to his. “Yes…sir.”
Christo grinned and began to unbutton her dress. Exposing her breast, he dipped his head and began to suck on her nipple, flicking his tongue around the nub. His hands slid up her thighs, encountering bare skin. He looked up and his mouth curved up into a smile. Nooshgrinned.
“I thought, why bother withpanties?”
“Why indeed. Straddle me,gorgeous.”
She did ask he asked and he supported her as he pushed her dress up. “Your cunt is the most beautiful thing,” he said, “so pink and lush.” His voice was gravelly with desire, and he slipped two fingers inside her and began to rub, searching for her g-spot. She cupped his face, but he shook his head, smiling. “I’m doing all the touching, babygirl.”
Noosh made a face, but the laughed softly. Christo’s thumb was stroking a rhythm over her clit, and his eyes were fixed on hers. Noosh felt the power of his machismo, of his control over her, and when he suddenly pinched her clit hard, she gasped and came, giggling at the surprise of it. Her cunt flooded with arousal and Christo pressed hard on her g-spot, making her orgasm again in quicksuccession.
She recovered, panting. “God, you’reincredible.”
