Fucking fuck fuck!

"Left them at your place," he scrubbed a hand over his face and took a calming breath. "It's all right. I promised I wouldn't come inside you when it was possible to get pregnant until we're both ready. You trust me?" he repeated.

Madelyn nodded in the affirmative.

"Good. Hands on your stomach, feet together, keep your head back."

When she complied, he set something down and grasped her by the ankles, swiftly pulling her to the end of the bed. He drew her legs apart, tying one ankle to each of the short posts that stood up from the footboard. Smiling at her groan of anticipation, he tested his work. Satisfied that the knots were sufficiently restrictive, but not tight enough to hurt her, he proceeded.

"You're beautiful, Professor. Everything about you turns me on," he stroked himself and admired her. Hair fanned out, breathing quickly, legs spread for him, she was perfect. "Remember when I told you how you made me squirm when I was in your class? Just nod your head if you do... Good. Now it's my turn to make you squirm. That's right, but no touching, hands above your head or I'll have to tie them, too."

She shuddered, "Okay."

He could barely hear her, but there was no doubt she was hanging on his every word.

Harry sat without touching her and adjusted his erection, indulging in a few more languid pulls. Any more and he'd be spilling all over himself. He knew Madelyn was tortured by the show and the fact that she wasn't allowed to touch him. Her plump bottom lip was practically white, she was biting it so hard. He pulled her lip free with an index finger, dragging it lower to circle each hard nipple in turn. His other hand twitched and a low buzz sounded.

"Wha... What is that?" her eyes went wide and her head lifted.

"Head back."

Harry's hand came into her line of sight. He held a smooth, black vibrator, with a soft, silicone outer layer. It was about six inches long and not much thicker than his middle finger. He pressed the rounded tip into one of her nipples.

"Ahh..." her jaw dropped. "Where did you get that thing?"

"I am an excellent online shopper," he smirked. "Ever played with toys?"

She hesitated.

"Madelyn," Harry lowered his hand, tapping the vibrator against her clit.

"Okay, yes. I have something simple at home."

"Madelyn, Madelyn," he shook his head, turned up the power and lay the device lengthwise over her clit and vaginal opening.

She wailed and grabbed Harry's wrist to stop the intensity. Realizing her error instantly, she quickly withdrew her hands and shoved them into her hair, pulling hard.

"Baby," he elongated the word as he returned to his nightstand. "Did you just fib to me? I am shocked."

"I... I'm sorry!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I thought you trusted me, and I know damn good and well that you have a stash of toys, missy."

"Harry," her voice was pleading.

"Let's not forget our recent game of hide and seek. You know the one. I had to search the entire house when you pulled that disappearing act, including your big ass walk-in closet. There was quite the basket of goodies behind your dresses. Wasn't there?" Harry tilted his head and raised his brow knowingly.

Well fuck, she was screwed.

"Okay, okay, I have a few things in case of a dry spell," she rose to lean on her elbows. It was awkward with her ankles tied. "It's a little embarrassing to admit."

"What, that you enjoy pleasure? That you're perfectly capable of providing it for yourself? This is me you're talking to. I want you to be free and open. Unapologetically sexual."

Madelyn covered her eyes, peeking at his tattooed body through her fingers.

Harry shook his head in exaggerated disappointment as he withdrew two more pieces of silk from his nightstand.

"I warned you, Professor. Looks like it's time for your student to teach you a lesson."

"You're enjoying this," she accused as he tested the slack after binding her wrists as he had her ankles.

"You can bet on it. Sometime we'll do this and you'll let me take your picture."

"Maybe. Maybe not." Madelyn was absolutely certain there was a wet spot forming beneath her on the comforter.

"You will," he tapped her nose, then kissed her just long enough to leave her wanting more.

Returning to his task, Harry set the vibrator in her trimmed curls, just above the spot he knew she wanted him you touch. Madelyn's shifting hips and frustrated grunt was his reward. She pulled against the soft bindings.

"Take it easy, love. You'll be thanking me when I'm done with you."

"Please, Harry, stop teasing."

"Ah baby, you need a little more attention down here?" he slid a single finger through her wet folds.

"You know I do! I mean, please."

"That's my girl."

Taking up the devilish little tool, he spiraled around and over her nerve bundle that now stood so proudly that he was able to pinch it gently between his fingers. Madelyn's squeals and whimpers told him she could come with the slightest prompt. So of course, he forbade it.

"No orgasm yet. Hold onto it."

She tried to close her legs to no avail. Harry smiled, proud of his knots. He lifted the vibrator, inserting it into her vagina, twisting in and out so that it repeatedly glanced her G-spot and came out covered in her natural lubrication. She vocalized her discontent at the loss of stimulation. But he had other plans.

Startled, Madelyn realized Harry was gliding the slippery instrument of her tortured pleasure to her rear entrance. His own fingers were the only thing that had ever breached her barrier. The pressure was intense but not entirely unwelcome. He must have reduced the strength of the vibrations. It was a more gentle pulsing as he gradually introduced the slender vibrator. When he felt her resistance as he went deeper, Harry soothed her. Instructing her to bear down, he licked her center softly, pushing the vibrator into place.

"I love you, Mads. I love you so much."

She had no words. The look on her face was all he needed anyway. After wiping away the teardrop of fluid that leaked from his penis, he lined himself up with her opening and groaned deeply entering her fully. For a few moments, he laid his weight over her, kissing her tenderly.

How could she ever explain how delicious he made her feel. She was so full. Full of him, stretching her most intimate muscles to accommodate him and his fantasy that was all for her pleasure. Madelyn thought her heart might explode with her impending orgasm.

Harry maintained their connection as he sat back, pushing his knees under her hips, as far and the ties would allow. He withdrew slowly, feeling the vibrator rumble against his cock. He steadied her hips and slammed into her. Again and again, until she was thrashing beneath him, pulling at her bindings as she chased her release.

"Hold it, baby. Just another minute."

She didn't think she could wait a few seconds, let alone the eternity of a minute.

"Open your eyes and look at me, Mads. I promise I'll let you come when you open your eyes."

It took every ounce of self-control she possessed to comply. The sensations of the vibrator in her bottom and Harry's thickness in her pussy were almost more than she could handle.

He had her. She wanted him, she loved him, she trusted him and she meant to please him. When she met his stare, Harry used the flat of his thumb to rotate around and over her engorged clitoris, his hand pressed into her belly to enhance the pressure as he thrust forward.

"Come for me now, Madelyn. Come all over my cock."

Stars spun at the edges of her vision. Time stopped. Every muscle in her body so taut against the silk restraints, that she seemed to levitate in a vortex of silence.

And then she exploded; her pleasure, the epicenter. A scream of euphoria erupted from deep within, her lover bringing her to the peak as her body released a lush cream over him. Madelyn's eyes rolled back and her lids shuttered as her body shook in a singular moment of gratified madness.

In her ecstasy, she was the most erotically beautiful creature he had ever seen. She was his, and he was hers. Though it took an extreme focus of will to thwart his natural instincts, Harry withdrew his erection. Lying over her, he seated the base of his cock against her clit, rocking her through her orgasm. He reached between them to carefully remove the vibrator. Then, on a low groan of pleasure, he soaked her belly with his seed and collapsed.

He thought they may have dozed off. Or not. It was hard to tell. Madelyn was nuzzling his face, little kisses fell from her lips as she whispered tender words of love.

Harry released her limbs, wiped them down with the comforter, then threw it onto the floor before they crawled under the covers. They fell asleep, limbs tangled together, sated, and peaceful in the knowledge that danger had been removed from their lives and they could move on.

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