The third floor was the only place I could truly be myself. It was where the demons I carried inside of me got the chance to come out and play.
My eyes danced over Emma’s nearly naked body draped facedown over a high bench. I had her keep panties on to offer her some modesty. I knew she was eager to please me, but I wanted her to grow to love it and anticipate this time as much as I did. I would never leave this floor if it weren’t for that. This wasn’t something you could jump into with both feet. Trust took a long time to gain and only one mistake to rip away.
I secured her hands above her head and spread her legs wide. I didn’t bother securing her ankles because I enjoyed watching her struggle to follow my orders while overcome by pleasure. I leaned over her, my lips against her ear.
“If you move your legs, I will punish you.” I couldn’t help but smile at the sound of her sharp intake of breath as she stiffened beneath me. “You will fucking love it.”
She relaxed, releasing her breath as I stood upright and looked down over her.
“Do you remember the safe word?” I asked as I skimmed my fingertip down the back of her thigh, leaving a trail of goose bumps.
“Oh…god…”
I smiled as I brought my hand down fast and hard across her perfect ass. Red spread across her flesh, and I admired my mark.
“Wrong.” I brought my hand down again across the other cheek as it bloomed with color. I ran my fingers softly over the mark, dipping my fingers between her legs to feel how wet I had made her.
“Flower,” she panted as I slowly slid my fingers inside of her. “Ahh…yes…flower.”
I stilled my hand, and she squirmed.
“Are you using your safe word?” I asked as she turned her head to look at me.
“What? No! No!”
I couldn’t help but smile as I smacked her ass playfully.
“Stay still.” I poured some tingling lubricant over my fingers and ran them over her slit. She bit back a moan as her ass pushed back against my fingers.
“You can moan. I want to hear you enjoying this.” I rubbed over her again, pressing against her clit and bringing my fingers back over her ass. I felt her muscles tighten. “Just enjoy it, Emma.” I used my other hand to reach between her legs and massage her clit. I pressed two fingers into her pussy and fucked her slowly with my hand before pulling out and slipping my fingers over her ass. Her body stayed relaxed this time.
“Good girl.” I praised her as I repeated the process over and over, spreading the lubricant. After she was completely relaxed, I pushed my finger against her ass. She flinched, tugging against her restraints. “Shh…” I whispered. I knew it would not be as painful as she imagined. I used a lube that had a numbing effect, but she would have to trust me completely. I pushed the head of my cock against her pussy, shoving hard inside of her as she moaned. I pushed my finger further into her ass as I drove into her.
“William,” she whimpered, but I didn’t slow down.
“Emma, I want you. Every part of you. I can’t help myself.”
Her ass pushed back against me, and I couldn’t help but growl as she submitted herself to me so willingly. “Let me take you. Please let me take you. I can’t wait any longer.” I pulled out of her completely, gripping her hips so tightly they would probably bruise as I positioned myself against her ass. “Relax,” I commanded as I reached around her and rubbed her swollen clit.
“Ahh…yes…” she purred. I pushed my head inside of her, holding perfectly still as I stroked her pussy.
“Do you want me to stop?” I groaned, struggling to keep from burying myself inside of her. She shook as her orgasm began to build.
“No,” she moaned, and I rubbed faster as I pushed against her, slipping deeper inside until I was fully seated in her perfect, tight ass.
“This is mine, Emma. Every part of you is mine.” I groaned as I withdrew slowly, struggling not to fuck her hard like I needed. “Tell me, Emma. I need to hear you say it.”
“Every part of me is yours.”
I fucked her gently as I continued to massage her clit. “Mine,” I moaned as my hips bucked faster, desperate to fill her with my seed.
“Yes…I belong to you…William.”
Her words sent me over the edge, and I came hard as her body quivered beneath me.
“Jesus Christ,” I growled as I withdrew from her body and quickly undid the straps that bound her to the bench. She stood, staggering as she stretched. I forced too much on her, too much on her too quickly. I grabbed our clothing and wrapped my arm around her waist to guide her to the elevator. I cursed myself for taking advantage of her while she was mourning the loss of her aunt, even if the loss was not that great.
I guided her to the bedroom and waited for her to sit before I left to get her some water and aspirin. When I returned, she was curled up under the covers.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No…no…it’s nothing. I’m fine.”
I took a step closer, trying to read her expression. “Are you sure?”
“It’s nothing a little medicine and your touch can’t cure.” She smiled as she sat up in the bed.
“Here, I thought you may be a little sore.” I handed her the glass of water and opened the pills, dumping a few in her hand. I watched her dump the pills into her mouth and gulp down a sip of the water.
“Thank you.”
I smiled down at her as I climbed into bed and wrapped my arms around her. Having Emma in my arms was the only thing that seemed to keep the world on its axis. I drifted off to sleep as I held her firmly in my grasp.