Note: This story contains explicit content and is intended for mature audiences only.
It had been months since I had seen him – my forbidden love. But tonight, I was eager to risk it all for just one more night of secrets and dominance.
As I entered the dimly lit room, I was greeted by the scent of leather and the soft glow of candles. He was already there, waiting for me, dressed in black leather pants and a dark shirt that hugged his muscular torso.
Without a word, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply, his tongue dominating mine. As his hands roamed over my body, I felt my desire building within me.
He led me to a large wooden table in the center of the room, where he pushed me down onto my back. With a smirk, he bound my wrists together with a length of rope, pulling them over my head and securing them to the table.
As I lay there, helpless and exposed, he slowly undressed me, his fingers tracing a path over my skin. He teased my nipples until they were hard and aching, before trailing his fingers down to my wetness.
He slid a finger inside me, then another, pumping them in and out until I was moaning with pleasure. My hips bucked against his hand, desperate for release.
But he was in control, and he knew it. He withdrew his fingers and stood over me, his cock hard and ready.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Do you trust me?”
I nodded, unable to speak, my body shaking with anticipation.
He positioned himself at my entrance, and with one swift thrust, he plunged deep inside me. I cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through me as he pounded into me relentlessly.
He twisted my nipples between his fingers, adding another layer of sensation to the pleasure he was giving me. I was lost in the moment, consumed by him and the raw intensity of our forbidden love.
As my body tightened around him, he leaned in close and growled in my ear, “Come for me, baby.”
And with one final push, I shattered around him, my body wracked with waves of ecstasy.
Afterwards, we lay there, tangled in the ropes and our own emotions, basking in the afterglow of our forbidden night of secrets and dominance.
But as the dawn approached, reality set in once again. We both knew that we couldn’t keep risking it all for these stolen moments of passion.
But for now, at least, we could savor the memories of our forbidden love. And maybe, just maybe, we would discover a way to make it work.