Okay, this is a repost, and I have to rant first.
ONE: DO NOT report this story because you didn't like the graphic stuff. YOU READ THIS STORY AT YOUR OWN RISK AND YOU OBVIOUSLY WEREN'T LOOKING FOR A CUTE, FLUFFY STORY ABOUT PUPPIES NAPPING.
TWO: If M Rated fanfics are against the guidelines (WHICH I HAVE READ MORE THAN ONCE) THEN WHY IS THERE M AS A RATING OPTION? HM? SO I MUST HAVE THE RIGHT TO POST AN M RATED FIC? I THINK SO.
Okay, done.
WARNING: Somewhat graphic, so if you're not into that, I suggest you stop reading now.
Disclaimer: I don't own How to Rock
"No, Zander. It's a terrible idea," Stevie pouts, crossing her arms. Zander, her boyfriend of almost three years now—everyone's still shocked they aren't married yet—kisses her neck, and against her skin she can feel him smirking.
His dirty thoughts.
"On the contrary, it's a very good idea. Arousing. My little Steviekins all tied up and helpless," he whispers against her neck.
The tone of his voice as he announces his thoughts to her sends an arousing chill down her spine. So, maybe it's not an incredibly bad idea….
"If you'll let me, baby, I can show you," he says in a husky whisper. He begins to hickey her neck and his fingers work on the buttons of her shirt.
"Zander—" she begins to protest, but he silences her with his lips.
When he gets to the last button of her shirt, he undoes it and then runs his hands over her now-exposed skin. She shivers a little.
Zander runs his tongue over the seam of her lips, and when she parts them, he slips his tongue into her mouth, battling hers. She moans a little at the feeling.
Zander gently pushes Stevie onto her back so that she's lying beneath him on the bed. He holds her wrists above her head, refusing to release her—no matter how much she struggles to free herself. He continues to kiss her, and she can't deny anymore that she doesn't want this to happen.
He pushes her knees apart with his own, still kissing her, and when she finally relaxes against him, he slowly rubs his throbbing member against her. The fact that they're both mostly clothed, is driving Stevie nuts.
She makes a small, impatient sound, and Zander smirks against her lips.
He pulls away, but doesn't let go of her wrists. He holds them down with just one hand, and uses his other to grab the handcuffs from the nightstand. Oh how long he's been waiting to use them.
He fastens them around her wrists quickly, and then to the bedposts, making it difficult to move her arms very much. But Stevie's a stubborn girl, and so something like handcuffs isn't enough to stop her from trying.
She bites her lip as she realizes that Zander has full control now. The thought makes her grow wet. Wetter than she already is.
She moans impatiently again.
Zander begins to kiss as much of her as he can, starting from her lips, down her body. She arcs her back against him—the cuffs making this a little difficult. He slips his fingers under the waistband of her shorts and discards them quickly.
The air around the room hits her wet panties and she gasps a little. Zander winks at her, and she blushes. This is a completely different side of Zander. Dominant. But damn does she love it.
Zander decides to have a little more fun before giving her what she wants. He kisses from the top of her left thigh down to her ankle, and then back up. And he does the same with her right leg, driving her crazy. She makes an impatient noise, and Zander takes his time, repeating the action.
Stevie stops struggling against the cuffs. "Zander," she whimpers. She can't take the teasing anymore.
"Yes?" he smirks. Impatiently, she arcs her back again, and so he responds, "Patience, baby." His voice is huskier now, and the aching in her core is becoming unbearable.
The impatience painfully obvious on her face doesn't go unnoticed.
Sexy, he thinks.
He's so hard it hurts, but teasing Stevie is too much fun, and he couldn't care less about satisfying himself at the moment.
He begins to place feather-light kisses down her stomach to the waistband of her panties. He ignores kissing any lower, and kisses back up. She whimpers much louder this time.
He slowly removes the small article from her body, and she gasps as the cool air grazes her skin. "Zander!" she cries, her impatience at an all-time high.
He smirks at her before burying his tongue deep into her wet folds. She cries out loudly, and despite the restrictions the handcuffs enforce, she arcs her back.
The pleasure is too much, but even if she wasn't cuffed, she can't find the strength to squirm away. Zander continues to suck on her clit, and as he does so, he slips two fingers into her opening.
"Zander! Oh God!" she cries, biting her lip roughly to keep from being too loud.
Tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes as the pleasure becomes far too much. Zander continues to lick her clit and thrust his fingers in and out of her, determined to hear how loud she can be.
He knows she's holding back, and unfortunately for her, he just won't have it.
He quickens his pace, and she cries out as loud as she can as the agonizing pleasure in her core takes over. Her orgasm is more powerful than she's ever experienced, and as Zander licks her clean, she tries to move away, but the cuffs forbid it.
When Zander finishes, he undoes her cuffs, and holds her close to him. The tears that had been in her eyes not long ago have already fallen, and she wipes the tracks away with shaky hands. She can still feel the pleasure in her core, but her breathing's gone back to normal.
Zander wraps his arms around her and whispers, "Told you handcuffs are fun, Steviekins."
A/N: So….review? c: Just want to know if you love it, or hate it really. Thank you everyone!