HighonYou by Sky Robinson Page A

badly. She needed to keep Blake for
as long as possible.
    Crystal slid her body against his, molding herself to his
solid length, tilting her lips up for a kiss.
    He grinned but then hesitated, letting her know he was the
one in charge. And hell, she didn’t care, because when he was in control it
felt damn good.
    “What do you think about being tied up again?” he asked.
    “I’d like that,” she purred, knowing exactly how good it was
going to feel.
    Blake dug the rope out of his bag and slowly unraveled it. Her
eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the room and while she couldn’t see much
in the way of colors, she could see everything he was doing.
    “This rope is turning out to be one of the best investments
I’ve ever made.” Blake grinned but then his eyes narrowed, focused on her.
“Take your clothes off for me. Nice and slow.”
    She didn’t say anything but did as he said, first kicking
off her sandals then slipping her shorts down to the floor.
    “Um-hmm.” The word was a low growl and sent heat straight to
her pussy.
    Crystal continued with her shirt and then unclasped her bra,
setting her breasts free in the cool of the air-conditioned room. Blake’s eyes
remained on her the whole time. Watching. Wanting.
    She pushed her panties to the floor and stood, letting him
take in every inch of her, loving the way his eyes narrowed with lust and
loving the way his breath hitched and being the cause of it.
    Crystal didn’t move but her entire body tingled as she
waited for Blake’s next command.
    “I want you to touch yourself, get your own cream on your
finger.”
    A rush of wetness dampened her pussy at the words.
    Crystal moved her hand down her stomach, pressed against the
front of her sex and then she dipped one finger into the heat and wetness of
her pussy. Her walls clenched around it, needing more, needing Blake’s cock in
there.
    “Now take your finger out and circle your nipple, get it wet
so I can taste your sex when I suck on it.”
    She did as he asked, rubbed the warm wetness around one
nipple and then dipped her finger in for more before she circled the other
nipple. The cool air of the room mingled with the heat from inside her and
caused both her nipples to tighten into stiff peaks.
    Playing his games was a fun, sweet torment.
    “Put your arms in front of you.”
    She did as he said, put her hands together in front of her
belly, the action causing her breasts to squeeze together and push up.
    “Very nice.”
    Blake grinned and grasped both her wrists in one hand as he
moved his head down to suck on a nipple, licking lightly at first, circling it
and then sucking it hard into his mouth. The mixture of pleasure and pain had
her pussy throbbing for more.
    He gave her other breast the same torment, lightly circling
and licking and sucking this one even harder, letting his teeth scrape against
it and the intense sensations were taking her right to the edge of orgasm.
    “Blake…I need you,” Crystal moaned.
    He chuckled, letting her know he wasn’t done with her yet,
letting her know he was in full control. “Patience.”
    Blake grabbed the rope again and wrapped it around her
wrists, circling one and then the other until he had an intricate pattern. Then
he wrapped it around her back and to the front again and then finally tied the
rope.
    “Is it too tight?”
    She shook her head. It was snug but not painful.
    “I don’t want it to hurt you, never want to hurt you. If I
ever do something you don’t like, you have to let me know. If you ever want me
to stop, we’ll have a code phrase.”
    “You mean like red light?” she asked.
    “Maybe something more creative.”
    “Peanut butter,” she blurted out stupidly. Why the hell
would she say that? All her blood flow was obviously concentrated in the crotch
area.
    “Peanut butter it is.” Blake grinned down at her, not
judging. “Anytime I do something you don’t like or something that is really hurting
you, say peanut butter and