I take pity on her then and withdraw long enough to pant, “Come for me!” before my lips crash down on hers again, devouring her. At the same time, I grab her br**sts hard and squeeze them until I feel her body going slack in the throes of passion.
While she is still shaking with the aftermath of her release I stroke her tits softly, and watch the light cast by the candles flicker over her reddened flesh. She nuzzles into the crook of my neck, her breath still fast and hot on my skin, and we stay like that for a while. I smile down at her beautiful body before I start untying her, working slowly to give her limbs time to resume a more comfortable position. Bella only moans when the blood comes rushing back into her br**sts, the rope marks vivid against her skin even when the previously bound flesh has resumed its normal color again.
She smiles tiredly when I gather her even closer to me, and with my free hand I reach to douse the rest of the candles. For a moment we're in the dark before my eyes adjust, the moonlight streaming in through the skylights. I'm still not used to my playroom having a flat ceiling, but at least that element has remained the same.
Bella sighs contently as I get up with her in my arms and carry her across the hall into our bathroom where I set her onto her own feet again in the shower. We remain in the near darkness, just bathed in silver moon light, as we shower, kissing and touching each other lovingly while we take care of the residues of our evening entertainment.
A while later we lie snuggled against one another in our huge bed, Bella idly playing with the soft spattering of hair of what she calls my 'happy trail'.
I'm exhausted and about to drift off, but she has other intentions.
“You know, the wax was a lot less painful than I thought.” I don't even crack my eyes open, just answer her with a mumble that hopefully conveys just how tired I am.
“Told you so.”
“I know,” she sighs emphatically, sounding unnervingly awake. “I just thought it would be worse, you know? On my pu**y at least.” Her fingers skim up my body until she circles my nipple playfully, evidently still not ready to call it a night. Bella touching me playfully usually means she wants more. I try to evade that terrible fate of having to make love to my beautiful fiancée by turning onto my side and drawing her along until I'm spooning her with my body. She just sees that as an invitation and starts rubbing her ass against my crotch, and of course my traitorous c**k never sleeps.
I groan and try to pull my hips away from her, but she turns in my arms, and seconds later I find myself on my back, Bella straddling me.
“Do you really think you can get me that worked up and leave it at that three minutes of an excuse for f**king?” she taunts me as she grabs my c**k and slides it between her pu**y lips, teasing her clit before she pushes herself down on me. We both groan in unison, and I see that my quest for sleep is really to be abandoned.
“Excuse for f**king, huh?”
Her grin broadens.
“Come on, three minutes, what do you call that? I don't care if you're tired, if you don't satisfy my needs in the playroom, you better do it here!” God, I love it when she's all demanding, like now when she's smirking down at me and starting to roll her hips slowly against mine. My hands run over her thighs up to her waist, but she'll have none of that, grabbing my wrists and pushing them into the pillow next to my head as she leans over my body.
I grin up at her, not even trying to shake her off, and instead crane my neck so that I can suck her nipple into my mouth. Bella laughs throatily, then moans as she feels my teeth worrying her nipple slightly.
“I love it when you do that,” she tells me, but when I try to extricate my hands from hers, she just squeezes my wrists harder. “No, no, you had your fun tormenting my poor boobs! I'm still all tender, so you better be nice to them!”
I suck a little harder until she moans again before I let go and show her other nipple the same attention. Her sweet moans urge me on, and before long I'm pushing my hips up to meet hers, but letting her pick the pace. My lips then travel on as I kiss and lick every part of her chest that I can reach.
Bella shifts her body anew and I grunt when I can no longer nuzzle into the promised land of her tits, but then her lips find mine, and I don't care anymore. She lowers herself onto my chest until I'm carrying her whole weight, her tits pressed against me now. Her hands let go of my wrists and her fingers run through my hair, idly playing with my locks before she tugs on them hard. I groan in mock protest, before I reach down and slap her ass playfully. Bella grunts and deepens the kiss, making me forget what I wanted to do. My hands remain on her ass, pushing her against my thrusts, all tiredness swept away.
Then she goes rigid and throws her head back, letting me see the beatific look on her face as she climaxes, again. I let go, a few more thrusts into her and I come deep inside of her. Bella sags back down onto me and I hug her close as I kiss her jaw softly.
“Better now?” I finally break the silence.
She chuckles. “Somewhat.”
“Somewhat? Do I really have to get up and bend you over the living room couch and f**k you into oblivion?”
“Okay, you win, I'm satisfied. For now.”
I laugh as I hug her closer, then turn around to spoon her once again.
Maybe I’ll get lucky and she'll leave me be now.
I'm without a doubt the happiest man alive.
Chapter 3
Waking up with Bella next to me, still asleep with her mouth slightly open –