1st (Love For Sale) by Michelle Hughes Page A

joking, but the seriousness in his bedroom blue eyes told me he wasn’t kidding.
    My heart slammed against my ribcage at his words, and I dropped my head to his chest.  All I could was nod, because I swear it felt like the air had been pushed right out of my lungs.
    “Not good enough, kitten.  Tell me.” He grabbed my chin again, pulling it up roughly.  “Are you mine?  Because I promise if you say yes, tying you up is going to look like child’s play before I’m done.”
    “Yes, I’m yours.” The words escaped before I had time to think about what I was saying.  The man turned me on in ways I couldn’t explain.  “But it scares the hell out of me to know I’m willing to let you do those things to me.”
    “A little fear makes the passion even sweeter, kitten.”  His lips found mine again and I was completely lost. He continued kissing me while maneuvering my body to rest on my back, only then did he break contact and that was to quickly pull off his pants before resting over me on his arms.  His muscled thighs inched my legs apart, and his cock grazed over my sex. 
    My core drenched and he growled softly, embedding his large, mushroom-shaped head only.  “That’s so hot kitten, already wet for me.” He slowly pushed forward until he was seated as deeply inside me as possible. 
    When he remained completely still, balancing his weight above me with his strong arms I rotated my hips encouraging him to move.  He shook his head no and the look in his eyes was so playful, I marveled.  Granted I was hungry for the pleasure I knew he could bring, and a little frustrated at him remaining still.
    “I like tying you down this way, too.”  His hips pressed mine more firmly into the mattress, almost touching my womb, as his hands moved under my ass, pressing upward to make the sensation feel even deeper. 
    Taking a quick deep breath at feeling completely impaled, I grasped his shoulders. His smirk of superiority should have made me angry, but in truth it made me want more than he was giving, so I rotated my hips.  The sensation was just enough to give me the friction I needed and I moaned.
    “Such a naughty little kitten.” His smirk intensified. “I’ll have to find a way to keep you still.”
    I didn’t want to be still. He felt so good inside me that all I truly wanted was him to love me with abandon again, so again I rotated my hips.  Instead of giving in to my subtle suggestion, he pulled out with agonizing slowness and slid out of the bed.
    “No.” I sighed petulantly and was gifted with a soft chuckle.
    “So very greedy.”  Seth shook his head, and was still smiling when he reached down and lifted a strap from underneath his bed.  “I keep these here for bad little girls who need to be taught patience.”  He walked to the end of the bed, reaching down to find a strap then to the other side pulling out two more.
    I groaned at the realization that he was going to tie me up again.  It was apparent how turned on he was, because I didn’t think it was possible to sport a hard on like his without being aroused.  His soft chuckle was almost aggravating since I now was desperate for what he was denying, and I rolled my eyes at his playful banter.
    “Rebellious, too, I see.”  He wagged his finger, reminding me of a nagging mother figure before quickly making his rounds, securing my wrists and ankles to the straps of his bed.  “I wonder how to take care of that attitude?”
    He climbed on the bed, and all I could think of was that he would now love me.  I was about to be taught not to expect things with Seth, because instead of climbing between my thighs, he straddled my face.  When I understood his intentions, and it wasn’t hard since his cock tapped against my lips, my mouth fell open in surprise.
    “So willing to be taught.” He pressed the head of his cock to my lips, and I forced my mouth wider to accommodate him.  He pressed forward, until I felt his length bump the