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He moved his arms to her shoulders and pressed her against the door. His hands slid down and wrapped around her wrists, locking them above her head as he kissed hungrily down her neck. She melted against his skin, too proud to beg for more, she tried loosening her wrists but his grip was steel.
"Not tonight." He growled against her skin. He kissed along her collarbone, nipping with his teeth and tongue along to her cleavage. A low moan made its way out of her throat before she could think better of it. He grinned at the sound and moved his lips back up her neck until they found hers again. Her tongue forced through his lips and began exploring his mouth, taking in his taste of sunshine and citrus. After a moment he released her hands and moved his down to her hips, holding her against him. Her hands fell to his shoulders and in a less than graceful move, she pulled herself up, locking her ankles behind his waste. His hands fell from her hips to petite rear in an attempt to steady and support her. Swiftly, he turned from the door carrying her over to her bed and gently placed her down.
First it was her jumper, then her top and she was left in a plain, strapless bra and her leggings. He allowed his tongue to roam over her stomach down to that one rune and back up to her cleavage. He leapt from the bed then and found a scarf dangling over her wardrobe. He instructed her to hold out her hands and she knew where this night was going to go. She took his memories and she was going to be punished. He tied it gently around her hands and then around the bed head. At the moment it was a solid wood finish with vertical slats. After she was secured he resumed his place above her, kissing every inch of skin that she was currently offering. He kissed down her stomach and tugged gently on her leggings, trying to ease them off separate to her underwear. After he succeeded he placed gentle kisses along the inner side of her thigh up to her underwear. When he reached the blue fabric he took it in his teeth and pulled it back down her legs, discarding them on the floor. He repeated the trail of kisses but this time he didn't stop. He moved to her central area and began to work kisses along her folds and moved his tongue purposefully along her little nerve-filled bump. Waves of pleasure coursed through her and soon her hips were rising to meet him. One hand moved up to her stomach to steady her while the other remained on the bed for balance. His tongue moved down to her entrance and began teasing the flesh around it. After a few moments it all became too much and the pleasure over took her, her breathing hitched and her body twitched in ecstasy.
She soon recovered from her high and he moved his attention up her body. He stopped at her bra and moved his left hand behind her, unclasping it on the first try. Her breasts sprang free and were enveloped by his mouth. He moved gently against it, kissing and stroking her nipple with his tongue while one hand worked the flesh of the other. She gasped and writhed in pleasure under him, riding out wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. His mouth eventually moved back to hers and their tongues danced in each other's mouths. After a while he stood and discarded his own shirt before standing and instructing her to turn over. She obliged, unknowing of what he had planned. He stripped off his jeans and boxers so that he was as bare as she was. With one hand on his own body, the other began kneading the flesh of her behind. Up the gentle curves of her rear to the curves of her waist. He couldn't bear it any further, he needed her. He lined himself up and entered, a long, low moan escaping her lips. It was not a moan of pain, but one of pleasure. He began thrusting slowly but his pace quickened after a moment. His hand continued grabbing at her flesh while the other had reached around her front for stability. He thrust into her for a long time, each one gaining in intensity and pleasure. Sweat began to cover them both as he neared his high and he reached around to bring her with him. On one hand, his fingers worked her nerves and the other continued grasping at the flesh it could reach. Her moans of pleasure filled the room with his and before long the rode out their highs together, in a pure state of bliss. He removed himself from her and balanced himself over her untying her hands and checking for any marks he left on her skin. They collapsed together in a tangle of limbs and sweat trailing gentle kisses over each other's lips before succumbing to the abyss of sleep, her last thoughts leaving an impression in her mind.
If that was being punished, maybe I should misbehave more often.