Thank you, MasterRay5 (Ao3), for this prompt idea.
Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!
Serena smiled that her husband had really gotten into her role-playing idea, and he was enjoying it every bit as much as she was. When they saw a commercial for the latest Black Widow movie, he paused what they were watching, and they both looked at each other expectantly. "You'd look so hot tied to a chair, Serena."
"I bought handcuffs. I think that would work better."
He gave her a wicked grin, "It would. I would have to get a bit rougher with you in this role-play."
She scoffed, "You haven't gotten close to being rough with me yet, babe."
"The other day-"
"I can take more," she interrupted.
He swallowed hard, "Okay. Now, this spy I catch, how do we end up at sex?"
"You can offer me an alternative to being turned over to your boss. Sex or handing me over to be tortured."
Five minutes later, each of her hands was individually handcuffed behind her back to one of their kitchen chairs. He added the detail that her legs were each spread and tied to the chair's legs.
He raked his eyes over her body, she was wearing a tight black tank top and black bootie shorts, and by the way that her nipples were poking through her shirt, he knew she wasn't wearing a bra. He was wearing jeans and a white sleeveless undershirt. He was going for the tough guy look, so he also wore a gold chain and his biggest watch.
He smiled at her and lifted her chin up to look at him, "Care to tell me where the flash drive is that you stole?" He then raked his eyes slowly over her body. "I could search for it if you'd like."
She rolled her eyes at him, "I don't have it on me. I might have gotten caught, but I'm not stupid."
"How disappointing. I was looking forward to a thorough invasive search of your body." He then let go of her chin and added, "Now I just have to figure out what to do with you. My boss would love to get his hands on you."
She shrugged the best she could and said, "If you can hold onto me."
He grabbed her hair and tugged it, forcing her to look up at him. He didn't release the pressure, and he looked into her eyes and noticed they were dilated with desire. He then flicked his eyes to her very stiff nipples. "I think I have a very good hold of you right now."
"And you plan to pass me on to your boss?"
"I haven't decided yet. Like you said, the flash drive is already gone. I'm not sure what he could get out of you. Well, other than the pleasure of torturing you."
He then increased the pressure of his hold on her hair, "He's very good with a knife. It's said that he can make any man or woman beg for mercy. I could turn you over to him and have him get you to tell him where the flash drive is currently."
"I'd rather die!"
He laughed at her, "He can arrange that. However, I have a proposition for you." He then moved his other hand to her knee and ran it up her outer thigh. "I find myself less motivated to do his bidding lately. I've been burned by him, and now… Now, I find something in front of me that's more appealing than doing my job."
He released her completely and then tipped the chair back so it was resting on only two legs, and she was looking up at him. "Those pert breasts of yours, I find them oh so tempting." While he held the chair in place with one hand, the other went to one of her breasts and squeezed. He then pinched her nipple. "I find there is so much I want to take from you."
"What's the proposition, minion?"
He slid his hand up under her shirt and roughly grabbed her bare breast. "If I were a minion, you'd be on your way to be carved up right now." Without releasing her breast, he set the chair down quickly and fisted her hair again. He forced her to look at him and said, "The proposition is a night of hot, dirty sex, and I release you in the morning without telling anyone you took the flash drive. I get to fuck that hot body of yours, and you get away scot-free."
"And the part where you refrain from telling anyone who took the flash drive is your guarantee that I don't take off once you untie me?"
"Precisely." He then ran his finger over the crotch of her bootie shorts. "Then we both get what we want."
Serena moaned as he touched her and said, "Yes, one night of hot, dirty sex."
He moved to his knees, quickly untied her legs, and then kissed her inner thighs. Next, he moved and uncuffed her from the chair. Once she was standing, he pulled off her shirt and then her shorts. She wasn't wearing panties either.
"You don't get your clothes back until the morning. The rest of the night, the only thing you wear is my body."
He then picked her up and took her to the bedroom, but he didn't take her to the bed. He placed her on her feet in front of the dresser. "Hands and elbows, ass out," he demanded.
Once she was in the position leaning on the dresser with her ass sticking out, he ran his finger through the folds of her wet pussy. "Good, you're ready for me. Tonight I'm going to fuck you for my pleasure." He then pulled down his pants and thrust his hard cock deep into her as he slapped her ass. She arched her back and screamed out in pleasure.
He then locked eyes with her in the mirror over the dresser and said, "You're a tight little thing, aren't you? And look at those big boobs you have. I like looking at them." He then thrust into her hard, and her boobs bounced. "Yea, this is going to be so good."
He then fucked her hard. He remembered what she said about him being rough, so he grabbed her hair again and pulled, arching her back and slamming into her. He was relieved to hear her screaming his name out in pleasure. The other hand ran over her body, cupping her breasts and caressing her ass as he took her. He focused on the feel of his cock fucking her tight cunt and what he would say in his role next. "Flick your own clit, spy. Once I finish inside of you, I don't care if you orgasm."
He watched her play with her own clit in the mirror, and he almost came just from the pleasure of the sight.
He kept driving himself into her, and she frantically worked her clit. He felt her orgasm, and as her walls fluttered powerfully, it got him off, and he came deep inside of her.
His wife was on birth control, and the spy he was fucking was going to have to deal with his seed. He liked the idea of it running down her leg.
He pulled out of her and, using her hair, had her stand and face him. "Don't clean up. Go lay in the bed and wait for further instructions."
As she did as he said, he went and cleaned up. With the door closed to the bathroom, he leaned on the counter afterward and tried to get his head on straight. He was really getting into the role-play, and he wanted to calm down a bit and get back in his right mind.
At the moment, he pictured making her hold his dick in her mouth until it could get hard again. Could he actually do that? Would that freak her out?
He left the bathroom and walked to the bed, and she was laughing at him. "You're overthinking again. I could hear your brain in overdrive from here."
"Can you… can I make you have my cock in your mouth until I hit my recovery?"
"Cock warming. Yea."
"Why do you know all the sex words I don't know?"
She shrugged playfully, "You're not as smart as me?"
He laughed and climbed into bed. He then laid on his back and demanded, "I'm not ready to go again. Cock warm me with that perfect mouth of yours until I'm ready to go again. Once you can tell I'm hard enough, ride me."
"Yes, sir."
She then took his soft cock in her mouth and held it there. He loved the feeling of her warm wet mouth engulfing his whole cock. She then opened her jaw wider and took his balls in her mouth too. She couldn't keep them in there very long. His cock began to stiffen a bit, and she couldn't keep it all in her mouth.
She then began to work his slowly stiffening cock with her tongue and mouth. He groaned as she sucked in her cheeks, and he felt himself grow harder. "I think you just shortened my recovery time considerably." Her answer was to moan low and long, and his cock twitched with pleasure.
Once she worked him up until he was incredibly hard, she slid his cock out of her mouth and sheathed him. He watched as she began riding him, her back was arched, her breasts were full, and her nipples were so hard they could cut glass.
"Ride me, baby, until I cum deep inside of you. You're so tight and such a great fuck. Give it to me hard. I want to see you wild."
She screamed out as she rode him and grabbed her own breasts, and his cock twitched deep inside of her at the sight. She then pinched her own nipples. She was driving him wild. He surged up and flipped her on her back. He then thrust his cock in her hard and latched onto her breast with his mouth, sucking a hickey on her breast and grunting out over and over again. He had no rhythm or thought in his mind. All he could do was fuck her over and over again. He drove himself into her hard. He wanted to imprint himself on her and mark her. He then sucked a deep hickey on her neck. He wasn't even paying attention to where it was, just that he needed to mark her again. He took her so fast he was holding his breath and trying to drive himself into her core. He orgasmed so hard his world went dark and then he saw stars.
He collapsed on her and was panting out harsh breaths. When he could finally breathe and think at all, he looked at her in concern. "Are you okay? I've never been incoherent before. I completely lost myself there."
He groaned when he saw the hickey he had visibly left on her neck. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't! You were finally rough with me, and I loved every second of it. You have no idea how much I want to play the spy again."