I haven't wrote anything in awhile so here's a short one shot to see what everyone's reactions are. If they are good I'll do more stories but longer ones.
Here we are doing his favorite scenario yet again except this time instead of just being a kidnap victim I've been tied up and left in the dark. I can't see him but I can feel his presence lurking so I know I'm not alone. His lighter flares in front of my face lighting a cigarette. I struggle to free my hands wanting to reach out and touch him. "Now Bella you know what happens when you struggle." he whispers. I bite back a whimper knowing the less noise I make the sooner he'll touch me and let me touch him. He snuffs out the cigarette and I'm back to being in the dark.
Finally after what seems like an eternity my good behavior is rewarding. My favorite flogger is being trailed up and down my bare side. *CRACK* My ass stings from where he just hit me but oh how I love the feeling. I can't help but feel smug knowing he's not going to tease me too much tonight before giving me what I crave most. With a yank of my hair he pulls my head back and growls in my ear "I'm going to untie your hands and bend you over so I can fuck you hard. Can you handle that Bella or do you want me to be soft. ANSWER ME!"
"Please Edward I want it hard. You know how I love it fast and rough."
He releases my hands from their bonds and bends me so they are resting on a table that I didn't even know was there. His fingers trail down my back, grasping at my ass cheeks. A slick thumb enters my ass as his middle finger enters my dripping center. I moan and rock myself back on his fingers. He loves it when I fuck myself with his fingers. As his breathing gets heavier I prepare myself for what's coming next.
In one fast motion his fingers are gone and his cock is buried deep inside me. He's gripping my hips so hard I know I'll have a bruise but to me they are just medals I wear proudly. I try muffling my moans embarrassed at how loud they are this time but he won't have any of that. Forcing my head back Wyatt tells me to say his name. "Edward. Oh fuck Edward you feel so good. Only you can make me feel like this." On and on I go not capable of stopping because it really does feel that damn good.
His thrusting gets faster and more erratic so I'm gripping the table as if my life depending on it. Needing him to go just a little deeper for me to get my release I grab my right leg and pull it up so I'm balancing on just my left. It has the effect I wanted. As my walls clamp down around him he can't hold it in any longer and finds his own release.
Slumped on the table I let out a little laugh. "Told you having the room pitch black would make things interesting." I mumble. He let's out a laugh of his own and says "Babe if you think we're done for the night you're sadly mistaken."