Free Bottom's Up by Eliza Gayle

flew free. He’d fuck her day and night just to hear that, to know he’d taken her there.
    On every stroke in or out, she tightened on him and squeezed his cock until she damn near took his breath away. They had so much to look forward to and so much more to explore, and tonight was all about convincing her to stay.
    “If you ask me nice, I’ll let you come.” With his balls tight and aching, they’d come together. He and Jenn would feed the needs of each other at the same time.
    “Please, Riley, please make me come.”
    The dam he’d been holding onto broke apart at her words. He flexed his hips and quickened the pace, building a dangerous and delicious friction that threatened them both. Her pleas turned to sharp cries, and the tingling at the base of his spine built to a full-blown electrical charge.
    Seconds later, she cried out his name, a litany of curses and screams following closely behind. The clasp of her pussy tightened on his cock, strong pulses of muscles demanding his release.
    The pressure of cum building in his balls would not be controlled. White-hot pleasure sizzled in his brain, taking his breath away. He buried his hands in Jenn’s hair and gripped the side of her head, locking her gaze to his when the fury of release broke free. Hard spasms rocketed through them both as he emptied inside her in a series of spurts that stunned him.
    This woman. This night. Everything cleared. She would be his…forever.
    * * * *
    Riley opened his eyes to the sound of the shower running and an open suitcase at the foot of the bed. She’d packed her bags. What the hell?
    He threw off the covers and stormed into the bathroom. Warm heat and sweet smelling woman enveloped him the moment he opened the door. She was scrubbing her hair and humming a tune he didn’t recognize. He needed to think about this before he opened his mouth and demanded she stay.
    If getting ready to go home made her this happy, maybe he had no business trying to force her to bend to his will. The water shut off, and he slipped out the door. He had an idea. If she was going to go home today, he’d leave her with a final reminder of what she’d miss. His stomach roiled, and his head pounded. He loved her too much to let her simply walk out of his life after two short days of incredible exploration.
    He hurried to the media room and grabbed a few supplies. His goody bag sat on the floor right where they’d left it the day before and instead of searching for what he needed he hooked the handles and rushed back to his bedroom. The sound of her muffled humming drifted through the door as he located the things he would need when she emerged. He pushed everything under the pillow and moved a small chair into the middle of the floor.
    “Oh, you’re awake.” She skidded to a stop, towel in hand and rubbing her hair dry.
    “And you’re packing.” He struggled to bite back the sarcasm.
    “Yeah, my flight leaves in a few hours so I figured I better get my lazy butt in gear.” The wide smile on her face tore at his gut. How could she be so nonchalant when the acid churning in his belly threatened to eat him alive?
    “We should have discussed this. Worked something out.”
    She opened her mouth to protest, and his hand clamped over it.
    “No, the time for talking passed when you started packing your bags without even talking to me. Now, you have to do things my way.”
    He pulled Jenn to the waiting chair and pushed her into it.
    “But, Riley—”
    “No talking. If you have any hope of making that flight, you need to stop fighting and be still. In fact, I have a couple of items to help you with that.” He pulled out the rope and the extra special something he’d planned to save for next time, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
    “Close your eyes and open your mouth,” he demanded.
    Her eyes widened before she relented and closed them, her mouth opening wide. Riley popped the ball of the gag into her mouth and fastened the