I just smiled at him and held my hands out to him. Now wasn’t the time for words. It was the time to show him I was ready for this.

He pulled off my bra before looping one of the torn pieces of sheet around my wrist, tying it loosely before wrapping it around the bedpost. His fingers trailed down my arm and across my chest, pausing so he could tease my nipples before he moved to do the same to my other wrist. He gently nudged me so that I moved down the bed a little, laid bare and vulnerable beneath him. Sitting on his knees, he looked down at me, one fingertip running lightly across my skin, sending goose bumps everywhere it touched.

He leaned down to whisper hotly in my ear. “I swear to God, I’m going to make this good for you, sweetheart.”

“I have no doubt about that, Jackson.”

His slipped his fingers into the sides of my panties as he tugged them down my body. Once they were off, he held my ankle as he moved one of my legs to the side as he looped another piece of sheet around it so he could tie it to the bedpost at the foot of the bed. He ran his palm up the inside of that leg, lifting it slightly so that he barely touched my pussy as he crossed to the other side to run it down that leg on his way to secure it to the other post. I had expected to be uncomfortable lying naked and spread out before him with no way to move or cover myself. But it wasn’t uncomfortable at all. Instead, I felt powerful, which was a very strange thing considering I’d put myself at his mercy for now.

His eyes flared passionately as he looked at my body. “Fuck, Kaylie. You have no idea how beautiful you look like this. It’s even better than I imagined when I pictured it in my mind. Are you comfortable?”

I shook my head at him. “No, Jackson. I’m not.”

He gave me a concerned look. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Is it too tight?” he asked worriedly.

“Not too tight. Too slow. Please, I need you now. Don’t make me wait,” I pleaded.

A relieved expression crossed his face before he flashed me his smug smirk. “Naughty girl. I should make you wait after scaring me like that. I could, too, and there wouldn’t be anything you could do about it, would there?”

He didn’t really expect an answer to that question, but I still found myself shaking my head in response. His cocky attitude was turning me on so much. He always enjoyed himself in bed with me, but he seemed really playful right now. And it was making me so wet. I wiggled my hips a little, testing to see how much I could move. It was just enough that I could lift my body off the bed slightly.

“Does my Kaylie need me to touch her?” he murmured as he reached out to stroke the inside of my legs with the palms of his hands. If they hadn’t been tied up right now, I swear I would have tightened my legs on him so they’d be trapped. I really did need him to touch me, and I looked up at him pleadingly.

He must have seen the desperation in my gaze because he swiftly moved into action, stroking and touching me everywhere he could reach. He paid particular attention to my breasts, knowing full well how much he could turn me on by playing with them. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed gently before pushing them closer together so he could easily move between my nipples, flicking them with his tongue and sucking them into his mouth. The puckered tips were practically begging for more as he switched his attention back and forth between them, the cold air hardening them further each time his mouth abandoned one. I didn’t think he left an inch of my skin untouched by the time he’d worked his way down my body before he finally turned his attention to my drenched pussy. By this point, I was desperate to come.

“Oh, God,” I whispered, incredibly turned on by the whole experience. I’d had no idea I’d love the feeling of being under his control so much or I would have agreed to try this much sooner.

“Let’s see how many times I can get you to say that tonight,” he teased before kissing down my stomach. He stopped to swirl his tongue at my belly button while his hands wrapped around my inside thighs, resting right at the seam where they met my body. I knew he could feel how incredibly wet I was for him when his grin flashed triumphantly across his face. “I bet I can get one out of you right now, couldn’t I?” he asked as his thumbs inched towards each other. He slid the tips of both thumbs just inside me, teasing me by not moving fully inside. I tried to move, but I couldn’t go far enough to drive them any deeper.

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Please what, Kaylie? You need more?”

“Yes,” I hissed out.

“I don’t think you do,” he said before wrapping his lips around my clit and sucking it into his mouth.