Boundless Desires (His Dirty Secret Book 4) (7 page)

“My pet is so hot and wet. Are you ready for me, slut? Is this what you want?” He slid his fingers in and out of her pussy, slamming them as deep as he could before pulling them out and doing it again.

Isobel nodded frantically. “Yes! I mean, no!” she moaned. “I don’t know!” Isobel was so hungry to be fucked by him, and while his fingers felt good, they weren’t his cock, and that was what she craved more than anything.

“Tell me what you want, slut?” his voice commanded.

She whimpered again as he hooked his fingers and touched her G-spot. “I w-want you to f-fuck me!” She was trying to push back and into him, but her restraints wouldn’t let her move enough. “Please, Sir!”

Tyler chuckled again. “Horny little bitch.” He moved his fingers again and she could feel her orgasm starting to build. Between him fucking her mouth while he used the cane on her, and then him talking about two men fucking her at once, she was almost desperate to come. But he wasn’t ready to let her. Yet.

He pulled his fingers out of her and then positioned himself between her legs. Isobel gave a sigh of anticipation as she felt the head of his cock brush up against her lips. Tyler bent over her prone body and removed the blindfold from her eyes, and as she squinted and blinked against the sudden light of the room, he pushed against her puckered asshole.

Isobel held her breath as she felt her ass start to stretch as he pushed. And then he stopped and just rested his cock against her opening while he reached underneath her and found her clit with his finger. “Oh, God! That feels so good!” She gasped as he rubbed her harder and faster. His cock was almost forgotten as he brought her to the brink again, but as her climax hit her he slid his length into her ass with a grunt.

“Fuck! You’re so tight!” He moaned in pleasure as he pushed his cock up to its hilt inside her. His finger continued to roll over her clit and her orgasm carried on and fell into the next without any thought of pain or being uncomfortable. All she could think about was how much he filled her and how good it felt.

Tyler pulled out until only his knob was inside her, and then slammed back in, once again burying himself up to the hilt. The air was knocked out of Isobel’s lungs with the force of his thrust, and when he did it again she howled in response. “Yes! Just like that, Tyler!”

Tyler could feel his balls starting to shift and tighten as he fucked her ass, and Isobel could feel them slapping up against her clit every time he slammed into her. He put a hand on each hip and pulled her back onto him as he thrust forwards. “Like this, little slut?” he panted.

“Yes! Fuck, yes, Sir.” Isobel could hardly catch her breath as another orgasm loomed closer. She was desperate to raise herself up on her knees and reach for her clit, but the restraints wouldn’t let her and she felt like crying with the frustration of wanting, but not having, what she needed.

Almost as though he could read her mind, Tyler pulled out of her and quickly undid the ankle and wrist cuffs. Not bothering to remove the ropes, he positioned himself between her legs again and let her pull her own arms and legs free as he slid back into her ass.

Immediately, Isobel brought her legs up and under her, her ass rising up even further as she pushed back into him. She reached a hand between her legs and found her clit, rolling over the top of it hard before slipping a couple of fingers inside her sopping pussy. She pounded herself, her fingers sliding in and out of her wetness as Tyler continued to slam into her from behind, but it still wasn’t enough.

“Please! I need…” She couldn’t finish what she was trying to say, but once again he instinctively knew.

He paused for a second and reached for something that she couldn’t quite see. “Here. Use this, my pet.”

Isobel felt a moment of triumph as her hand closed around a dildo and she quickly positioned it between her legs and shoved it inside her with a grateful sigh. As Tyler resumed pounding into her abused ass, she started to fuck herself with the toy, pushing it as deep as it could possibly go with one hand while rubbing frantically at her clit with the fingers of the other.

“Don’t you dare come until you’ve asked my permission, slut.” Tyler’s voice was breathless with exertion, but he didn’t lose his stride once; he just kept pumping away at her aching asshole as though his life depended on it.

“No, Sir.” Isobel’s voice was equally as breathless, and she furiously fucked herself to the edge of her climax, holding onto control just barely.

Reaching around her body, Tyler found her nipple and gave it a hard pinch, making her squeal as the pain flew through her and brought her orgasm even closer. Leaning down over her, he whispered close to her ear. “Does it feel like you have a cock in your cunt and one in your ass right now, slut?”

Isobel moaned again, his words making her clench around his cock like a velvet fist squeezing him.

“Well? Does it?” He was persistent in wanting her to answer him.

“I don’t know. I t-think s-so.”

“But you’d like to know for sure, wouldn’t you?” He picked up the pace and thrust even harder into her.

“Y-yes!”

“Yes what?” He pinched her other nipple and she felt her pussy spasm around him as her juices coated her upper thighs and his balls.

“Yes, Sir!” she gasped. “I’d really l-like to find o-out, Sir!”  She knew that she was rapidly approaching the point of no return. “Please, Sir! Please m-may I come?” she begged.

He groaned at her words, always loving it when she pleaded with him for release. “Not yet!” Isobel moaned again and Tyler fucked her harder and faster, making her teeth clack together as the air was pushed out of her lungs.

A few thrusts later he was giving her a totally different command. “Now, Isobel! Come for me now, my little slut!”

She wouldn’t have been able to refuse him even if she had wanted to. It was as though her body could only function at his command, and she felt her pussy give one last squeeze of the dildo before her climax hit her and her body thrashed and bucked beneath him. “Fuck! Oh, God! Fuck!” She had no clue what she was saying, or even that she was saying anything.

As her pussy pulsated around the toy he had given her to use, her ass tightened around his cock, holding on to him with a vice-like grip that sent him racing towards his own climax. Tyler quickly pulled out of her and wrapped his fist around his length, tightening his grip as he finished himself off. He stayed kneeling between her legs and his cock rubbed up against her ass as he jerked, leaving a trail of pre-cum on her shuddering milky-white skin.

Tyler looked down at her shaking body and felt a wave of lust run through him that was so intense that he ejaculated before he could control himself, shooting streams of hot liquid over her back and between her ass cheeks. “Jesus! Fuck yes!” His guttural voice triggered another mini orgasm from Isobel’s weak body and she whimpered and moaned as it trickled through her, her juices mingling with his as they dripped from her pussy and his cock to mix together on her trembling and spent body.

Out of breath and out of stamina, Tyler collapsed down on top of her, whispering hoarse endearments in her ear and trailing kisses along the back of her neck and shoulders. “You’re such a good girl. My beautiful little pet.”

Isobel couldn’t answer. She didn’t have enough breath or energy left in her. But she smiled into the pillow and gave a contented little mewling sound that almost sounded like a purr. Tyler chuckled softly and rolled over onto his side, pulling her with him as he draped an arm over her exhausted body.

“Are you okay?” he asked, as always her well being being of the utmost importance to him.

“Uh huh.” Her answer was a mere whisper. “I’m more than okay.” She slowly stretched and turned herself over onto her back so that she could look at him. “Are you?” It wasn’t something that she usually asked him, but for some reason it felt right to ask him it now.

“Absolutely.” She smiled at the huge grin he had on his face. “In fact I don’t think I’ve ever felt better.”

Tyley was still grinning like a Cheshire cat, and Isobel scowled prettily at him. “What’s so funny?” she asked, curiosity killing her.

“Oh, nothing really.” The grin was still firmly in place.

“So why are you grinning? Do I have cum in my hair or something?” Her hand automatically went up to her head and he burst out laughing.

“No, you silly thing. You don’t have anything in your hair. I promise.” His grin turned teasing. “I was just thinking about something. Well, a few something’s, actually.”

Turning to face him, Isobel raised herself up on an elbow, resting her head on her hand. “And are you going to share?”

“I could, but you’re going to get pissed when I make you blush.” He grinned again at her outraged expression. “Okay, I’ll tell you. The first thing is that I was wondering how serious you were about wanting to be fucked by two men at once.” He interrupted her before she could answer. “We’ll talk about it more some other time, so relax.”

He took a deep breath and his expression turned serious. Isobel felt her stomach do a little flip-flop and for some reason she was unexpectedly nervous about whatever was coming next. “And the second thing?” she prompted.

“I was wondering if you would consider moving in with me.” His voice had turned soft and he had an almost nervous boyish uncertainty on his face.

Isobel forgot to breathe. She didn’t know what she’d been expecting, but it wasn’t that. “Seriously?”

He nodded his head and leaned down to claim her lips in a soft kiss. “I’m very serious, Isobel. I can think of nothing I’d like more.” He grinned again. “Of course, it means that we would have a lot more time to play and discover new things about each other.”

“It would be a little bit silly to say no then, wouldn’t it?” Isobel felt a smile spread across her face as she replied, and she reached up to return his kiss.

As they both lay there side by side, they were each lost in their own thoughts, each wondering what the future held for them, and both of them looking forward to finding out…

Evelyn Troy