It wasn't heavy duty rope, but rope nonetheless. Nina's heartbeat sped up with anxiety of what was to come next. She'd never had anyone tie her up, and Phillip had never expressed the interest of it. Apparently there was some deep down.

"Tell me if this gets too tight Nina," his voice was soft as he grabbed one wrist. He tied her arms to the head board, but left enough slack for her to still move. Then he kissed her. He could tell she was unsure of the rope but he knew just how to calm her. "If it gets to be too much, just tell me and the rope is gone Nina."

"Ok," she replied with Broyles kissing his way down her body.

He admired her on the bed with white sheets. And began to wonder what she would look like in white. Putting the thought in the back of his mind for now, he teased her slightly by kissing her pussy. Just as she started to moan he stopped and moved to her feet. As he was readying to tie her feet, he decided against it and tossed the rope off to the side.

"Where's your purse Nina?"

"Over on the table," she paused. "Why? What's so important that's in my purse?"

"Calm down Nina, I'm not tying you up to steal your belongings."

When he returned to the bed he had the tube of lipstick that was actually a tiny vibrator. Spreading her legs apart Phillip kissed from her knees up her thighs. Her milky white skin inviting him every inch closer. He spread her lips apart and kissed everywhere but her clit. It wouldn't be often that Nina Sharp would be literally tied up and not be able to stop him from teasing her to his heart's content. And he knew it, and was taking full advantage of it.

"Phillip! Please for the love of god!"

He wouldn't give into her request, instead he moved lower to her opening. Lightly licking around the very outside he glanced up at her. She lifted her head off her pillow, watched him intently for a few seconds before sighing and putting her head back down.

"You just close your eyes and relax Nina."

He had finally got her to start shifting around on the bed before he gave in and sucked furiously on her clit. She was very sensitive and it wasn't long before he had her at her first orgasm of the day. But he was nowhere near done. He slid a single finger into her and set the vibrator on low against her. Still coming down from her first orgasm, the second one took a little more time, but Phillip was fine with the thought.

He slide another finger in her and started to pump them in and out slowly. As she started to show signs of climbing toward another orgasm he kissed the inner parts of her thighs. He wanted to get her come for him multiple times. He wanted her to wish she hadn't woken him up at three in the morning. And slowly but surely he was on his way to just that.

She moaned his name as she reached another. He loved it when she did that, her voice that was always so stern and collective would change entirely when they were in bed together.

He clicked the vibrator off and went back to sucking and licking on her clit. She moaned above him and begged him to fuck her. This was the feisty Nina he knew. The Nina that would rock his world over and over once he untied her of course.

"Oh, Phillip please, just please fuck me!" She pleaded over and over until she was on the verge of another orgasm. She went from begging and pleading to moaning. Each moan was louder than the last. The thought crossed Phillip's mind that he might make her scream today. that would be a first.

Phillip licked his lips and moved over her, kissing his way to her breasts. He put his weight on her, kissing and licking her nipples. He messaged her breasts, grinding his groin into her through his dress pants. There was nothing gentle about what he was doing to her body. He roughly played with her tits, kissing and nipping at her skin. Bite marks would show up on her later, but later was later. He could take care of her when the time arose.

Unzipping his pants, Phillip got just as nude as she was. She licked her lips at the sight of his erect cock. He returned to being on top of her, kissing her lips. Taking deep breaths, Nina started to calm down. She hoped for a slight break, not being as young as she once was. Years ago she could have gone over and over until the cows came home but now she tired after a few rounds. But something told her that Phillip Broyles would not let her sleep until he was done with her.

"Oh Nina you smell spectacular," he groaned into her neck. His lips brushed against the skin along her shoulder and down to her breast again.

"Oh Phillip, you know just how to get me off, don't you?"

"Not to brag, but yes," he murmured as he entered her to the hilt. She gasped from the sudden fullness and let the feelings rush over her. She let herself become breathless and excited again. "I think I'm pretty good at getting off my Nina."

He thrusted into her again and again both reaching toward their own pleasure. Nina, who'd still been edge from before came much faster and harder than Phillip. She closed her eyes, moaning his name. And when he got close to his he thrust into her harder and faster, causing her orgasm to continue into a larger one.

There had only been a few times when Phillip Broyles had made any woman pass out from pleasure, but he could spot the signs well. Usually it took a while, but neither Nina nor Phillip were spring chickens anymore. And he could tell that Nina would soon blackout.

Forgetting about his own climax, Phillip kept on thrusting into Nina as she came one time after another. And soon, it was one steady orgasm. Her body shook from them. The bed squeaked louder with each passing minute. Nina's breaths came shorter and more shallow until she was hardly breathing, but moaned and begged for more. Phillip's hands moved under her shoulder blades and gripped her shoulders like an anchor. He pounded into her, starting to reach his own climax again.

He kissed her pale shoulder and chest as he exploded inside of her. Keeping up his pace for her to reach another orgasm, she closed her eyes and stopped moaning instantaneously. Almost afraid she'd had a heart attack, he stopped, making sure she was still breathing. She was, a calmer breath came as Phillip collapsed next to her.

He was spent like he'd never been spent before. Propping himself up on his elbow, he admired her body. Seriously debating buying her something white, he wondered what she would look like in anything not black. She'd looked amazing in her red bra earlier.

But would buying her clothing be too much for their so called sporadic fling? He wondered on it.

Before he could think too much on it, Nina gasped and her eyes flew open. She jolted upright, as far as she could go before laying back on the pillow.

"Phillip, what happened?"

"You passed out from pleasure Nina." A smile spread across his face again.

"No way." Those icy blue eyes doubled in size.

Phillip nodded, his fingertips tracing her curves.

"Could you please untie me now?" There was some strain in her voice, Phillip knew it wasn't a good strain either. He grabbed in the plastic bag again and pulled out an army knife. He cut the ropes well above her wrists and each arm fell. The rope came off around her wrist easily with his help. A little chafing on the delicate wrists was nothing a few tender kisses couldn't fix.

"Now, let's go back to bed, like normal people do at," he turned to look at the clock. "Five thirty in the morning."

Phillip Broyles pulled the thick blanket over them and Nina toward him. The red hair sprawled out over his chest as she got comfortable. Broyles pulled her even closer, the scent of her hair spray flooded his nostrils. As she ran her hands over his chest and kissed him there, he squeezed her tight kissing her hair.

"Nina," he whispered. From across the room, he uncovered the plates of eggs and sausages. Glasses of orange juice and milk sat next to them, ready to be drank. "Nina," he coaxed again. This time he crossed over to the bed to wake her. They'd slept through lunch and partially through supper. An unexpected turn in his plan to be the sexual dominant, but a variable he would have to deal with nonetheless.

Still she slept. With the curtains partially opened, a stream of sunlight covered part of the bed. And Nina Sharp lay under a pile of white comforters pulled up under her arms. Her hair was a mess and her shoulders were covered in barely there bite marks.

Phillip leaned over her, sexually satisfied and starving. Gently he shook her shoulder until she stirred awake. Stretching out she glanced around the room, half expecting Phillip to be curled up next to her.

"Good evening Miss Sharp, I trust you slept well?" With a yawn she smiled and nodded.

"I did, but I think you have evening mixed up with morning Phillip."

"No Nina, it's six in the evening. I woke up about twenty minutes ago and ordered us breakfast. We've been sleeping all day."

"Really? That's not good, I have to call the office and see how my projects are going. I need to make sure that they are on track," she grabbed the comforter, wrapping it around herself and Phillip got his answer.

Nina Sharp in white was almost as spectacular as she was in black.

"Nina Sharp," Phillip's voice was stern and demanding. "You will eat some food first."

She cocked an eyebrow before she smelled the food. And when she saw it, she realized how hungry she was.

"Thank you, Phillip, this looks amazing." She grabbed her cell phone and sat down at the food. She munched into a piece of toast as her assistant answered.

Sitting at the table next to her, Phillip watched her. She ate her toast quickly and started to dig into the sausage while single handedly running Massive Dynamic from her cell phone. There were times when Nina would become Stern Nina, when she was running the company. There were times when she would be Happy Nina, the only time that Phillip had seen her like that was the look on her face when she woke up. Phillip had unfortunately seen Angry Nina, a version of Nina that could stop a man's heart with a single glare.

"Ok, thank you Melanie." She hung the phone up and finished the sausage she was working on.

"So is Massive Dynamic crumbling around itself in your absence?"

"Ha, ha, ha, no Phillip. It's not. Everything is right on schedule. If you keep the employees happy at what they're doing, they'll be happy to stay on your schedule." She propped her feet up on his thigh.

"You know Nina, I've never seen you like this."

"Like what?"

"So relaxed and calm, you've even been joking with me. Do you know how many times you've done that with me or anyone else for that matter?"

"No, but I'm guessing you know. Do enlighten me Phillip."

"Well, this morning you've joked with me and yesterday, so I've seen you joke around with people twice."

"I haven't seen you joke with many people either," she cut into the sunny side up egg style he'd chosen for her.

"Touché, are the eggs ok?"

"Yes, just right, thank you for ordering food. I'm starving." They ate in silence for a few minutes. Broyles ate much slower than Nina. By the time he'd ate his three eggs, Nina had finished her sausage, eggs, and was half way through her bacon.

"Did you want your juice Nina?" He asked with a piece of bacon at hand.

"Yes, please. And water, lots of water. I'm thirsty too Phillip."

"You must have gotten a lot more worn out than I thought," he added with a spattering of triumph sprinkled on top.

"I've never had that many orgasms. Never. Phillip, last night was amazing."

"Yes it was, I wasn't the only one working though."

"Yeah, I'm a little sore already."

"Don't worry, I'll help you get cleaned up after we finish."

Nina smiled up at him as she snuck a piece of his toast.