48 Are you?

"Yes, you may." It slips from my mouth, buy I don't retract my approval.

Lance gets back up from the bed, is gone for a few seconds and then I feel something fall across my stomach. I flinch surprised, but realize it's a rope. He's tying my waist down to the bed.

"Lance.." I start to squirm, but Lance stops my body with a hand.

"Relax, it's just to keep your middle down, you keep moving those hips and I can't do what I want to. You can't be moving."

I stop my struggle, and take a few deep breaths, "Alright."

He ties my waist down, nice and tight, but not uncomfortably so. Lance grabs my hands and places them under the ropes but doesn't restrain them. I can easily pull them out if I feel uncomfortable.

"You know you are the only person since.... the first time. You know, that I have ever let restrain me in any way like this." The nervousness is evident in my trembling voice, of feeling vulnerable at the moment. Even if it is just my waist that's restrained.

Lance removes the mask, his face an unreadable mask at the moment as I blink being able to see again. I am able to see him clearly, even if it's just low light of the night.

His gaze softens as our eyes meet. My eyes begin to travel down his toned and muscular body that is on display for me. My hand comes out of the rope, reaching out to touch his chest. I lick my lips as I trace his muscles on his stomach, biting my lip in anticipation of the pleasure I know I am about to receive.

Lance's thumb reaches out and pulls out my bottom lip from my bite, replacing my lip with his thumb in my mouth. I suck it in, nipping his skin, running my tongue around the tip.

His satisfying, feral growl makes me suck harder. He pulls his thumb from my mouth, leaving me wanting. Shivers of pleasure run over my skin, where ever he drags his thumb.

He leaves a slow, deliberate trail, straight from my lips, down between my breasts, and down my belly. My breath quickens, as does my heart rate, as he pulls it down barely touching my sensitive areas. I almost groan in frustration from the lack of touch. My hand reaches out and strokes his hard, velvety member, making him moan and his jaw tighten.

He takes my hand and places it back under the rope, his dark gaze instructs me to keep it there. His lips come crashing down on mine, kissing me like a man who's found an oasis in the desert.

One of his hands, moves down over my breasts, palming it in large, wide circles. My nipples are teased between his thumb and forefinger as he moves his hand in circles, making me arch my chest with a moan.

His mouth devours my moan, before moving down my neck, his teeth nipping at the sensitive spots that have me gasping and moaning. He creates a path with his hands, his mouth following the pattern as he moves over my body.

His lips come back over mine, kissing me softly, letting me breath and gasp as his hand moves between my legs. The second he begins to circle my clit, nice and slow, I know I'm going to be in for a long night.

"Ohhh, my ... Lance..." I'm gasping and moaning, speaking incoherently as he builds this orgasm up in me.

His breath falls over my lips, as his mouth kisses my sounds away in between his seductive words.

"You're so beautiful. The sounds you make when I tease you, circle your clit, like this, " He circles it faster, making me grunt and cry out, "yeah, just like that, they are so fucking sexy."

His finger slides into my wet folds, curling up into me.

"Oh! Yes!" I cry out, feeling so damn on edge that I almost came right then, but he pulls his finger back out.

"I love how I can make you so hot and bothered, even when you are just thinking about me." His lips form a grin, as we lock eyes, and he slides his fingers back into me, curling up again.

My eyes widen again, as my mouth forms a large O, but my cry is silenced as his mouth overtakes mine. His fingers stay curled, flickering against my g-spot, making my body squirm as I'm assaulted with overwhelming pleasure. I can't move much because I'm restrained at the waist, but my legs still kick out, my heels dragging up and down on the sheet.

I'm so damn close but Lance removes his fingers from me again.

I pant out, "I thought you were not going to edge me?"

Lance only chuckles, slipping his fingers back inside me.

"Oh!" He taps on my g-spot like it was a telegraph machine and I got the message, loud and clear.

I'm shaking from the aftermath of that sudden orgasm, gasping for air. All the while, Lance is doing something with the rope at my waist.

He climbs up on top of me after a few moments and swipes my hair from my face. "You are so damn beautiful..." He murmurs against my lips, kissing me deeply.

My words still elude me, as he enters me, making me groan at the new onslaught of pleasure begins. He's slow and deliberate with each of his strokes, grinding out bodies together, kissing my neck and lips when sounds escape.

"Oh my god, Lance. What are you doing to me?" I manage to get out as the pressure builds for another orgasm.

"What do you mean?" Lance slows down just enough to pull back and look at me with questioning eyes.

"You're driving me wild. You're like a drug and I can't get enough." My hands grip his ass, pulling him up into me with an ecstatic cry.

"So you're saying I'm a-dick-tive?" His laugh at his own pun makes me scoff, but his thrusts have me gasping again.

"Lance!" I cry out, his thrusts stroking every pleasure spot inside of me.

"Yes, baby?" He croons against my skin, taking a bite of my neck into his mouth to suck and tease. "Are you close? Do you want to come?" He whispers in between teases.

"Yes, please! Make me come!" I whine as his hands come up to caress my cheeks, holding me in place, his lips pressing into mine, seeking silent permission to dive into them with his tongue.

I open my eyes to find Lance, staring intently into mine. His eyes are hungry, searching, almost pleading as he pulls from the kiss and thrusts deliberately into me.

Our bodies are both clinging to each other, right on the edge.

"I love everything about you, Lirael."

His warmth fills me as I come undone under him.