Chapter Twentyfive

"I see you brought your toiletry bag with you"

"Oh this? No it doesn't have toiletries in it Piers."

He looked puzzled.

"You'll find out later. Now kiss me Piers."

He kissed her and she parted her lips to allow him access to her mouth. As he explored her mouth she pushed herself against him making her intentions clear and she felt him stir against her stomach.

As he kissed her she raked her nails gently up and down his back reacting to every twitch he made when she found an area that required more attention. The back of his neck was particularly sensitive and she twirled the ends of his hair through her fingers as he ran his hands up and under her flimsy pyjama top. When he found her breasts he ran his hands under their curve and then around them taking in their fullness until he reached her nipples which he lavished attention on until they were pebbled and she was moaning into his mouth.

He gently manoeuvred her until the backs of her knees were against the bed but she turned him around so that his knees were against the bed and she pushed him down on to it and followed him turning her attention from his back to his chest.

She twirled his chest hair in her fingers and then grazed each of his nipples until they were hard and erect. Pulling away from him she asked him, "Do you trust me?"

He nodded.

"Will you let me… play with you?"

Looking puzzled he repeated her words, "Play with me?"

"Yes I have some… toys."

"Ohhh, I see. Yes Susan you may 'play with me.'"

She slid off him and retrieved her bag. Taking out four pairs of handcuffs she attached two of them to his hands and secured them to his headboard. Straddling him she worked on his ears, neck and chest until he was clearly visible, standing erect and pushing the material of his pyjama bottoms away from his waist.

She lowered his waist band and eased it over his throbbing cock before grasping it firmly in her hand. She ran her thumb across his tip as he shuddered beneath her. She lowered his pyjamas until he was completely naked and she secured each of his ankles to the baseboard of his bed.

She stood and surveyed him before sashaying to his en suite bathroom where she stepped out of her pyjamas and returned to him as naked as he was. He moaned audibly when he saw her and she asked him, "You like it? I've seen you looking!"

"Yes Susan I like it. I like it very much."

She moved to the bed and straddled him again teasing and sucking at his lips until she plunged her tongue deep in his mouth and tasted him. He returned her actions and their tongues danced intricate patterns around their mouths until he groaned, "Take me Susan" in to her ear.

"Patience Piers" she breathed back at him.

She turned herself around until her back was facing him and took his shaft deep in her mouth; he arched his back as she rolled both her lips and her teeth up and down him and he tried to get more of himself inside her mouth. She tasted his pre cum and lifted off him and again left the room.

When she returned he asked her hoarsely, "Do we need precautions?"

"I have that covered Piers but you will be wearing one of these as well tonight."

"Why?"

"You may have practised safe sex in your youth but you're still a player and I wonder if you were going to wear one with the bimbo."

"Susan, I've apologised."

"I know but for now for my peace of mind we use one of these or I go back to my room."

"You came to me."

"And I can just as easily leave if you like?"

"No! We can use the sheath."

"You're sure?"

"Yes! Please hurry!"

She opened the sheath, moved towards him and unrolled it down his throbbing cock. She straddled him and again ran her hands down his body until his breath was coming in short gasps, "Susan please!"

She could feel him at her entrance and he was arching his back in an effort to gain access to her depths. Deciding to put him out of his misery she moved forwards and took him inside her.

She paused allowing his width to fill her before raising and lowering her body on him as slowly as she could. She knew he was close to release and she wanted him to last as long as he could but she also knew she had teased his senses until he was ready to explode.

She could feel her own body coiling in anticipation and when he managed to spit out "Faster!" in a strangled voice she obliged him. He was bucking underneath her as much as his bonds would allow and he was shouting now, "Yes, yes, yes, oh sweet Jesus YES!"

Screaming and moving faster on him now she felt her muscles spasm delightfully around him as he explosively filled his sheath inside her. Red faced and grunting with exertion he fell back on to his pillows, she followed him and fell on his chest breathing heavily but thoroughly sated and satisfied.

When she had restored her breathing to a semblance of normality she asked, "Glad I stayed now?"

"Oh God yes. You going to release me?"

"When I'm ready."

"But if you keep making me wear a sheath how are we going to make babies?"

She sat up and rose off him before calling, "be right back," over her shoulder as she went to see to herself in his en suite. She was feeling tearful; he had asked her how 'they' would make babies. Did that mean he wanted children with her or was it just a glib question? She cleaned herself and splashed her face with water before returning to him and unlocking the handcuffs.

He then rose and used his en suite to dispose of the sheath. Looking at himself in the mirror he remembered the feel of his Susan, HIS Susan, that had a nice ring to it. Susan Pomfrey? Mrs Susan Pomfrey? Mrs Piers Pomfrey? He chuckled to himself; as if she'd agree to that! She might even want to hyphenate their names or even keep her own. Whatever she decided he would be happy, if she would just agree to be his.

When he returned to his bedroom Susan was facing away from him and he slipped in to bed behind her and asked her if she was warm enough. She had replied in a strange nasally voice.

"Susan? What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No, no, you didn't not at all."

"You sound upset?"

"You asked how we could make babies; do you want babies with me?"

"Susan I want everything with you, babies, children, teenagers, gap year kids, uni student kids and Grandkids all with you."

She rolled over and faced him; he could see tears shining in her eyes and he brushed the tears that had fallen on her cheeks away with his thumb before she said,

"Piers Pomfrey, I love you."