With my hand on the doorknob, I pause. I know he is on the other side of that door. Waiting for me. And I still want my revenge. I think of the many, many ways in which I could make him pay. But I know what he is like… And what I am like when I'm around him. All he has to do is look at me with those big brown eyes, and I'm his to do with as he pleases.

I speak to myself firmly. No mercy! Avoid the eyes! What ever you do, DO NOT look into the eyes! Just focus on… the nose? Awww… He has such a cute nose… Not the nose, not the nose! Just… look away, I guess that's safest. I take a deep breath, open the door and step into the apartment.

I chance a quick glance around the apartment. He's not there. That can't be right. I take another look. Definitely not there. I feel my shoulders slump with disappointment. I was really looking forward to this. Then I notice the bedroom door is slightly ajar. I have a bad feeling about this… I open the door further while keeping my eyes firmly on the ground. I look up. The blinds are closed and my eyes need time to adjust to the darkness. Then the lamp on the nightstand is suddenly switched on.

'Christian'

Guh!

Mind-Gone-Blank.

I was wrong. It wasn't the eyes. I haven't even seen the eyes yet. He is sprawled on the bed in luscious nakedness. His tanned, glowing skin contrasting with the crisp white cotton sheets. I notice one of his wrists is tied loosely to the headboard, using one of the two silk ties he made me bring. I did wonder why he wanted me to bring those…

'Christian, can you give me a hand here?'

Finally I look into his eyes. I see excitement, laced with a little nervousness in them. He motions to his other wrist, the second tie already bound around it. He's never let me do this before. My hands shake as I take his wrist. Before I am able to tie him to the bed, he quickly turns around on his stomach. I hesitate. Then he lifts his head, and gives me this challenging look over his right shoulder.

I fumble with the tie. Mentally shaking myself, I force myself to calm down. Breathe. I can do this. I know I can do this. I want to do this. He wants me to do this. I can do this. Turns out, I can.

I step back from the bed. The sight of him has my ears ringing, my blood racing through my veins. I feel like I can't breathe. I feel suffocated, entrapped. I rip off the little amount of clothes I'm wearing.

'Well?'

He is still looking at me, expectantly. Nervously. Excitedly. He is waiting for me to take control. So I do.

I get on the bed. I sit on my knees, my legs on either side of his thighs. Then I lean forward and kiss him. Slowly. Sensuously. Softly. He kisses me back hungrily, but I force him to slow down. My tongue has entered his mouth with authority. There will be no fighting for dominance today. He complies with a shivering sigh.

I lower myself to straddle him, my ass resting on his thighs. I push my throbbing cock against his ass and let him feel the entire length. He gasps and tries to push himself up against me. With my thighs, I pin him down.

'Don't move'.

I can hear him hold his breath.

'Now tell me'.

'Tell you what?'

'Tell me what you want me to do'.

'I…'

'Tell me', I command.

'Kiss me'.

'Where?'

'Down my back'

'Here?' I kiss the spot between his shoulder blades.

'Yes' he breaths.

'Or here?' I press a wet kiss slightly below the last one.

'Oh god yes…'

I trace his spine with my tongue, pausing to press little kisses along the way. He is purring with pleasure and he tries to arch his back.

'I told you not to move'

He freezes underneath me.

'Sorry'.

'Do you want me to continue?'

'Yes…'

'Then do-not-move unless I tell you to. Promise?'

'I promise. Please Christian…'

I crawl off the bed and grab a pillow.

'Lift your hips off the bed', I order.

He does what I ask, and I slip the pillow underneath him. His ass is now enticingly lifted off the bed. I get back on the bed, hovering over him on hands and knees. I continue my path of licking and kissing very slowly. He moans underneath me, but his body stays perfectly still. When I reach his waist, I pause.

'Do you want me to continue?'

A shiver runs down his spine. I can feel him fight the urge to move.

'Syed? Do You want me to stop?'

'No…'. His answer is muffled by the pillow he has buried his face in. I know he is blushing. I lick and kiss my way further down. Then I reach the point where his back ends and his delectable ass begins.

'Sy… Look at me'.

He lifts his head to look back at me. His hair is a wonderful, shaggy mess. His skin flushed with desire. His eyes brimful of lust. His mouth slightly open, his breath erratic. He is stunning. Breathtakingly stunning.

'Do you want me to go on?'

'I don't think I can stick to the no-moving rule if you go much further'

I smile.

'That didn't answer my question', I insist. 'Do you want me to go further down?'

He nods. His eyes are staring at me hard.

I lie down on top of him, my head hovering over his ass, one of my legs pushed in between his, my trembling erection pressed firmly against his leg. I lower my mouth and taste him. He throws his head back and cries out my name.

'Christian!'

I use my mouth to drive him crazy. I lick him, kiss him, bite him. I can hear the groans and grunts coming from his lips. He is moving restlessly beneath me now, and I let him. Thrusting his cock into the pillow. Pushing his arse up higher to urge me on. His arms straining against the silk trapping them.

I can't keep still either. I am rubbing my aching cock shamelessly against his leg. My hands, restlessly trying to touch every part of his body I can reach. My tongue, still licking him, circling him, thrusting inside him. I don't know how long I can keep this up. The urgency is building up inside me like a tornado gathering speed. The sounds that are coming from me, from him, growing more and more desperate for release.

'Fuck me. Christian please… I can't take this anymore. I need you to fuck me, now!'

I tear myself away from his body and kneel between his legs. I grab his hips, lift his ass off the bed and bend his knees.

'Grab hold of the headboard', I order him.

Without waiting for him to comply, I push my straining cock against his arse. I cannot wait a second longer. I keep pushing, watching him take my cock deep inside him. I feel his muscles straining around me. And then I start to move. Deep, slow thrusts.

'Look at me'

Obediently, he looks at me. His eyes are huge, dark, shining. His chest heaving with shallow breaths. He half closes his eyes, I know he's about to come, so I thrust harder now, deeper, quicker. With a scream, he releases, taking me with him.

'Untie me please Christian. Please, I need to touch you, hold you', he begs of me. He's still panting and his body is shivering with the last remnants of his climax. I untie both his wrists, pressing kisses on his wrist as I uncover them.

He turns me on my side and presses his body against my back, his arms hugging me tight, his knees bending mine. He kisses my shoulder and lets out a contented sigh.

'So, you want to head off to that Gaudi Park now?' I ask innocently.

'Shut up'.