Free Hindrance by Angelica Chase

him. I felt his length harden further as a burst of pre-cum invaded my mouth, and it spurred me on. I let my eyes water, taking him deep, but never closing them so he could see my apology. He pulled himself out of my mouth as I dove back in, trying to recapture him. Standing me up, he gripped my throat then pushed me onto his nightstand, my back knocking off the lamp. He invaded me without pause, thrusting into me furiously as I screamed out his name. He stopped briefly to throw the lamp on the bed, using the cord to bind my wrists over my head, securing them around the post. I heard the thump of the lamp behind me as it hit the headboard with each solid push of his hips. The sharp end of the stand bit into the top of my back as he filled me over and over. He lifted my legs and hooked them over his shoulders as he fisted my breasts painfully. I lifted my hips to match his movement, unbelieving of the build behind it. Feeling the orgasm start around his cock, I shuddered with pleasure just as he robbed me of it by pulling out. I cried out a loud “No!” as I lost the sensation. He gripped himself, bringing it back to my mouth, I opened wide as he shot into me, unforgiving. His eyes told me not to protest as I licked the last of him and took it inside. He unplugged the lamp, untied my wrists then pulled me to his chest. I couldn’t hide my disappointment as he laughed at me openly.
    “Wow, you are such a sore loser,” he said, grinning down at me. “You might want to let that loss sit a little better. I have the rest of my punishment to dish out.”
    I looked up at him with wide eyes. “You can’t be serious.”
    “Oh, you thought punishment meant pleasure. Well, that’s the point, isn’t it, naughty girl? You see, I’m in charge of your pleasure. It’s time you learned that. Get on the floor, all fours.”

    Hours later, I was out of my mind as Aiden tortured me with his cock, his lips, and fingers. I was aroused beyond repair and still he hadn’t freed me, knowing exactly when I was on the verge and taking it away as soon as I was close. He’d slapped my hands hard every time I tried to touch myself.
    “You haven’t earned it!”
    Frustration rolled off me with every knowing smirk he gave. I would never ask Aiden to punish me again.
    We lay in his bed a tangled mess as he chuckled at me pouting into his chest. My face was on fire with heat and need, and I couldn’t stop moving. I tried my best to get away from him, but he knew exactly what I would do. I was a broken mess, turned on to the point of tears as he held me tightly to him. I looked up in anger as he continued his endless release of humor at my expense. When I caught his eyes, he was back. My Aiden was back and suddenly it didn’t matter what state I was in.
    “Hi,” I said, holding him tighter to me, kissing the underside of his tattoo, slowing my kiss at his nipple, biting it softly with my teeth.
    “Hi,” he said, catching on. I felt his forgiveness as he looked down at me. We spent the rest of the night talking as he kept me from leaving the bed until I fell asleep.

    I woke with my legs parted and Aiden’s tongue bathing me. I smiled down at him as his fiery eyes turned my greeting into begging.
    “Jesus, Aiden, please let me come.” I gripped his blonde hair in an attempt to keep his mouth where it was as he chuckled, slightly sucking on my folds before pulling away.
    “We’ll see.” I let out a loud frustrated groan as he licked and sipped on my swollen pussy until I was at that point and pulled away.
    “Fuck, fuck, no, Aiden, please. I’m begging you!”
    “And you will continue to until I see fit.” I slapped at his chest, my frustration getting the best of me as I wriggled beneath his huge muscled frame, the sight of him hard and ready only angering me further. He pinned me beneath him, sucking my nipples as he taunted me with his cock playing between my legs.
    “Stop, please. I can’t take it anymore.” Closing my eyes