Chapter Twenty - Cory
It took a great deal of strength to not rip every stitch of clothing off of Abby as I watched her hang from the pipe, writhing in wanting while I walked around her. Her thighs trembled from standing on her toes and from desire. For being a virgin, she was very demanding in what she wanted. It had amazed me just how ready she was when I first slid my finger inside of her slit. Her eyes caught mine as I circled around her, my bare feet padding on the wooden floor beneath me. She struggled in the handcuffs, hoping to break free somehow. Frustration grew and she let out a groan, slumping in defeat. “Well?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “Are you going to behave yourself?”
“Do I have much choice?” She muttered, glaring at me.
“Of course, you do. I can let you go and you can go to bed, pretend this never happened. Or, you could choose to do what I’m asking you to do and we can have the fun we both want.” I stopped behind her, leaning in close to her ear. “And you know you want it.” She shuddered as I spoke, a smile spreading across my lips.
“What do I have to do?” She whispered, sending me one of those innocent looks she doesn’t know sends ripples through my core. I swallowed, trying to remain focused.
“Do as you’re told. It’s not that complicated. I’m going to ask you a serious of questions. You answer me honestly, in the end, I’ll reward you. If I feel like you’re lying, you’ll be punished. You already know what that’s like, don’t you?” She nodded. “What do you pick?”
“What’s the first question?” She asked. I grinned where she couldn’t see me, thrilled she was willing to play.
“Have you ever touched yourself before?” I asked. A deep blush filled her whole face, an adorable shade of pink coming over her cheeks.
“W-w-what does that have to do with anything?” She asked, sputtering a bit.
“Answer the question.” I said, stopping in front of her.
“Yes.” She whispered, looking down towards her feet. Reaching over, I cupped her face in my left hand and raised it to look at me.
“Don’t be ashamed. Next question; did you enjoy it?” She nodded, moving her face in my hand. I let go, hearing a depressed hiss from her lips as I went back to my pacing around her. “If I asked you to be an agent, would you do it?” I asked. She turned so she could see me. I froze, my heart beating hard in my chest. So hard, I was sure she could hear it.
“What?” She asked, looking at me confused.
“When this is all over, would you consider joining the CIA as an agent? With your training and skills, you would make a good addition to my team.” It was true. Most agents in our agency lacked the skills she had, thanks to the training from her father’s men. Her personality was also alluring, drawing people to her just by her pleasant demeanor. She was the girl next door that could kill you if she really wanted to. And all I really wanted was for her to be by my side after this was over with.
“Really?” She asked softly. I nodded. “Yes.” I flashed her a smile before walking again.
“Last question; are you falling in love with me?” I asked, my voice softer than before. I stopped in front of her and our eyes locked for a second before she looked away.
“No.” She said too quickly. I closed the gap between us, sliding my hand into her underwear again. She gasped as my fingers found her spot again and worked frantically, rubbing against it. Wild cries escaped her lips as she grinded against my hand. I could tell she was close, each moan growing louder as her womanhood grew hotter. I stopped, not removing my hand. She swore loudly in anger, casting a hollowed look at me.
“Don’t lie.” I spoke, leaning close to her face.
“Please don’t.” She whispered, giving me a pleading look.
“No more secrets. That’s our deal, remember? Are you falling in love with me?” She looked away from me again, not answering. I flicked her spot, sending her head back with a cry. I did it again, her whole body trembling against mine. “Tell me the truth and I’ll reward you.” She didn’t speak so I repeated the motion, her back arching. Her chest rose forward, her breasts pressing against my chest through my t-shirt she wore. I began to move my finger in a slow circle, purposely only nicking the sweet spot she wanted me to hit. She moved her hips, trying to find the tip of my finger but I held her still with my other hand. She was panting now, sweat forming on her skin as I drove her towards the edge of crazy and pleasure. Every time she got too close, I stopped. It caused her to wriggle under my touch more, crying out with wanting.
“Please, Cory.” She begged, her body straining against me hoping to angle herself against my hand the right way to achieve her goal.
“Tell me.” I whispered in her ear. “Tell me the truth.”
“Yes!” She cried, tossing her head back. “Yes, I’m falling in love with you!” With those words, I picked up the pace with my fingers and made sure to hit her with each stroke. It was only a matter of minutes before she cried my name out, convulsions ripping through her as an orgasm washing over her. Her sticky heat gushed around my fingers as I slowly pulled them out, resting on her stomach. She hung there, panting, her hair covering her face and clinging to the sweat on her forehead. Reaching above her head, I undid the clamp that connected the two pipes she was attached to. It gave, allowing her to slide free of the bar but still cuffed together. Bending down, I scooped her limp body in my arms and headed towards my bed.
“Good girl.” I whispered, laying her gently on my bed. Fishing the key for the cuffs out of my jeans, I unlocked the cuffs and tossed them to the floor. Looking down at her, she was absolutely beautiful in the moonlight. Her hair was fanned out around her head, her bare legs bent slightly at the knee. My shirt was pulled up towards her breasts, the soft skin of her navel exposed. The lacy white underwear she wore were soaking wet from our adventure just moments before. Kneeling down on the bed, slowly I worked my way so I was propped up over her. Cupping her cheek in my hand, I glanced down at her. She looked up at me, a glint of nervousness in her eyes. “God, you’re beautiful. You don’t know how much I’ve wanted you.”
Leaning in, I pressed my lips against hers in a sweet kiss. She returned it, wrapping her arms around my neck. Soon, it turned hungrier as she pulled me in closer. I ran my hand down her body, slipping my thumb into the band of her underwear. I slid them down, breaking the kiss to follow them. Once they were off, I tossed them to the floor and returned to my kneeling position. She sat up, pulling the t-shirt from her frame, revealing the rest of her body to me. It was just as I had pictured it, her slender yet curvy frame filling out in good proportions that were making me grow harder by the second. I kissed her again, leaning her back against the mattress. My hands found her breasts, cupping each one in them and made work at teasing the buds. She gasped each time my thumb grazed them, her body arching against mine. Each time she arched, her naked body caused mine to react in a way that was driving me off the deep end.
I left her mouth, traveling south and making a stop long enough to kiss a trail from her neck down to her cleavage. Releasing her left breast with my hand, I gently clamped my teeth around the nipple and flicked it with my tongue. I was met with a sharp cry of pleasure as I did so, fanning the flames in my core. I moved to the other side, repeating the action. She was panting again now, her body temperature rising with each move I made. I continued to slide down her body until I was knelt down between her legs. I bent them at the knee, spreading them further. I made eye contact with her as I kissed the inside of her thighs, the smell of her absorbing into my senses. When my tongue dipped into her core, her hips bucked and my face sunk into her damp curls. She quivered each time my tongue traced her slit, her body reacting to each stroke. I slid my arms under her ass and gripped her hips, holding her in place. This only made her cry out louder, the inevitable orgasm heading full steam ahead straight towards her. And when it hit, I felt the convulsions of her body on my tongue as I lapped up the aftermath of it.
As she tried to catch her breath, I pulled my sweats off and wiped my face clean of her aura. Climbing back up her body, I rested my hips next to hers. “You can tell me no.” I whispered, kissing her. “It’s okay. I’ll understand.”
“I want to.” She whispered, placing a hand on my cheek. “Please.” I nodded. Gently, I moved myself into place. My eyes almost rolled back inside of my head as I slid the tip of myself into her. It felt amazing, like a warm and moist blanket wrapping itself around me. I locked eyes with her as I moved, knowing what was going to come next.
“I’m going to do it quickly. It’ll hurt for a minute then I’ll make it feel better, okay?” She nodded, closing her eyes. Gripping her hands in mine, I placed a light kiss on her lips. With a quick motion, I buried myself all the way inside of her. She let out a painful cry, tears brimming her eyes when she opened them. “Are you okay?” I whispered, kissing her cheek. She nodded.
“It wasn’t that bad. You can keep going.” She replied. I did as I was told, moving in and out of her slowly. I wanted to give her body time to adjust to the pain and my presence. After a few strokes, I felt her body begin to respond to me in a positive way. She also began to moan again, letting me now that pain had been replaced by pleasure. I continued pumping, fondling her breasts with one hand and my mouth as I went. Her back arched, giving me more access to her body. She looked like a devilish angel, crying out in pleasure underneath me. The thought drove me wild, causing my hips to move faster. Her cries grew louder, her voice calling out my name as I felt her walls beginning to shudder around me. I felt my own ending coming as well, the heightening feeling growing with each stroke into her. Pressing my lips against hers again, we both cried out each other’s names as our release came together.