Kinsley and I have been sleeping together for roughly six months now, in these moments I know exactly what she needs and what her body responds to. Today has shown me that she uses sex as a way to escape her mind, I didn’t realise it until now and I’m not judging her. What this girl doesn’t know is that I will do anything to make her mine. Since the beginning I’ve been following her lead, staying at arm’s length, except I’m getting impatient.

“Undress yourself, then lay down on your back,” I instruct her as I pick up my jeans and I thread my belt out of them. “Now place your hands above your head.” Once she is in position I tie her wrists to the bed frame. She wriggles her arms, testing the belt. The position she is in pushes her chest out and I watch her nipples go hard as the leather of my belt pinches her wrists.

“Too tight?” I ask, and she shakes her head. “I need you to use your words Kins, is it too tight?”

“No,” she pants and her heavy eyes meet mine. I wouldn’t loosen them even if she had said yes, she needs someone to take control to allow her to let go of whatever is trying to overrun her mind.

I take one of her nipples into my mouth and bite down before soothing the sting with my tongue. Her hips buck upwards begging for attention, but I like it when she uses her words and begs me herself, it doesn’t normally take too long. Moving to the other breast I repeat the action and she lets out a breathy moan.

I’m sitting on my knees in between her legs and it’s taking all my willpower not to throw them over my shoulders and fuck her with my mouth; she tastes so sweet. “Let’s see how wet you are.” She opens her legs wider so I have a clear view. I hum, “You’re not just wet, you are soaked for me.”

“Please Tanner,” she begs.

“Please what?” I taunt her, I love it when she’s needy but she’s still learning to use her words. Kinsley was shy in all aspects when we first met, especially when it came to sex. But like I said, she’s learning.

“I need to come,” she says, biting her bottom lip.

“Good girl, it’s not that hard to ask for what you need is it?”

Her cheeks flush that perfect rosy colour as I throw her legs over my shoulders and get to work, this isn’t about me. Right now it’s all about her.

Chapter Five

Kinsley