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Ava was nervous. She had done her research and she had a plan, but she was still nervous. She and Zane had eaten an early dinner and talked to Anna for a while. Now they were walking up to their room and it was time for her to take the reins. Shee took a deep breath as they walked into their room. Zane turned around to look at her as she closed the door. Ava summoned her inner Zane, she had been on the receiving end of his dominance often enough. She could take inspiration from that. When she turned around to face her husband, she had secured a smile and pushed her nerves to the side. She walked up to him and pulled him into a kiss. When Zane tried to take control of the kiss, she took a step back.
“Not tonight, tonight I’m in charge,” she reminded him.
“Yes, angel,” he said as he followed her movements with hungry eyes. Those eyes would be a problem, they melted her in every way possible. She walked over to the bed and sat down at the end. Ava had on a black, tight dress with a gold zipper in front that went all the way from the sweetheart neckline to the hem. She let the skirt hike up when she sat down. It let the garter belt that was attached to her stockings show. Zanes eyes zoomed in on the detail.
“Strip down to your boxers,” Ava told him.
“Yes, angel.” Zane shook off his jacket and removed his tie. He unbuttoned his shirt one button at the time, dragging it out. Ava didn’t mind. She enjoyed the show as her husband’s chiselled abbs came into view. She studied the tattoos that spread out over his skin. As she watched him slowly undress, she lowered the zipper of her dress enough to let her slip a hand in under the dress and tease her nipple. Zane watched her as he threw his shirt to the side and unbuckled his pants.
“Like what you see?” Ava asked as she hiked up her skirt a little more.
“Yes,” he growled. She could see how much it took for him not to tell her what to do, that he wanted her to strip. When he bent down to remove his shoes, pants and socks, she stood up and walked past him to their closet. On her way she took the chance to caress his ass through his boxers. Ava smiled as she heard his sharp intake of breath. When she got back, she walked up to Zane and kissed him. He did better this time and let her keep control of the kiss.
“Do you trust me?” she asked.
“Always, angel,” he answered.
“What is your safe word?”
“Three.”
“That’s right,” she agreed and kissed his collar bone. “And what do you use if you need a pause?” Ava asked as she started to walk behind him as she let her fingers drag over his chest.
“Two,” he said.
“Correct.” She rewarded him by suckling on his earlobe and then gently tugging on it with her teeth.
“Angel,” he moaned. His hands were flexing from the need to touch Ava.
“Close your eyes,” she whispered and he did as she told him. Ava slipped the blindfold over his eyes. “Give me a number,” she said.
“One,” he answered without hesitation. She smiled as she walked back around to his front. She pulled his head down so she could kiss him. Ava let her hands run all over his front and then brought them to his back and grabbed his ass to keep him in place as she pressed herself into him. They both moaned into the kiss and Ava could feel Zane’s hard cock against her. When she felt his hands on her hips, she took a step back and took his hand.
“Come with me,” she told him and gently guided him to the foot of the bed. “Stand still and arms out from your body,” Ava said. Zane did as she told him and she couldn’t deny it was exciting to be obeyed in this way. Again, she let her hands play over his body. She traced his tattoos and followed the valleys of his abbs. Ava watched Zane’s reactions and his breathing was getting heavier and his cock tented the thin fabric of his black boxers. She leaned in and circled his nipple with her tongue. He made a needy sound and she bit down on his nipple and tugged at it.
“Fuck,” he moaned, and she saw him clench his hands that he still held out from his body.
“Does the blindfold add to the sensation of my touch?” she whispered to him.
“Yes,” he told her.
She hummed. Her hands found both his nipples and worked them as she licked her way up his collarbone and then his neck. Zane leaned into her and she felt how much the situation excited her. She gave him a kiss and then stepped away from him. Zane looked lost for a moment and then he tried to listen for her movements. Ava smiled, she knew the feeling of being left wondering when the next touch would come. She left him standing as she got the ropes from their stash of toys and equipment. Ava had done her research about tying knots and doing it safely. She went through it all in her head as she started tying the rope across Zane’s upper body and neck. She paused when the first knots had been tied. Ava wanted to give Zane a moment to get used to the feeling of the ropes and to give him a chance to use is safe word. But he looked unfaced, so she continued. When she tied the last knot, she leaned into him.
“Give me a number,” she whispered in his ear.
“One, angel,” he answered. Ava smiled and took a step back to admire her work. He looked sexy with the black blind fold, black ropes that came around his neck and criss-crossed over his torso. Just one thing left before she could begin in earnest.
“Hands in front of you,” she told him and Zane obeyed again. She placed the protective cloth around his wrists and then tied them together with rope. “Give me a number,” she said.
“One.” She kissed him and let her hands glide over his upper body. The feeling of the rope in contrast with his skin was turning her on. She again steped away from him. She rounded the bed and got up on it and balanced over to the foot end where he stood.
“Hands above your head,” she said. He did as she asked and she took the end of the rope that tied his hands together and wrapped it over the top beam of the canopy frame. When she had made sure it was secure, she waited for Zane to use his safe word. When he didn’t she smiled and got down and walked around to see her work. If he had looked sexy with the ropes across his body, Ava found the sight of him tied to the bed erotic. She pulled the zipper of her dress all the way down and let it fall to the floor.
“What was that?” Zane asked with a grin. Ava walked up to him and gave him a slap on his ass.
“You don’t get to ask the questions tonight,” she whispered in his ear. Than she bitt down on his earlobe and tugged. He groaned.
“Yes, angel,” he said
“You are enjoying me tying you up, aren’t you?” she asked as she let her hand glide down from his chest to cover his still covered cock. She squeezed it and heard him pull in a sharp breath.
“Yes,” he answered.
“Do you like it when I take control over you? When you have to do what I tell you to do?” Ava asked him and let her hand find its way into his boxers. She wrapped it around Zane’s cock.
“It’s fucking hot,” he hissed. Ava pumped her hand in a slow pace she knew wouldn’t bring him relief. “Fuck,” he moaned and his hips started to move to quicken the pace. Ava let go of his cock.
“You are not in charge, I am,” she reminded him.
“Yes, angel.” Ava pressed her body onto his and kissed him. Zane stood like a statue and only responded to her kiss with his mouth.
“Good boy,” she told him and lowered herself down on her knees. She took his boxers down with her and his cock sprang free. “Lift,” she demanded and touched his ankle. He lifted his leg and she removed the boxers from that leg. They did the same with the other leg and Ava now had a naked Zane in front of her. She kissed her way up his thighs and licked the length of his cock. Her tongue found his piercing and played with it. Zane was making sounds of pleasure and she looked up at him. The site of him being tied up, hers to do with as she pleased with an expression of pure pleasure all over his face turned her on. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked on it. Zane’s body vibrated with the pent up need to move. Ava let her hands caress his thighs and up over his stomach and back down again. She grabbed his ass and started bobbing her head as she dragged her tongue along the underside of his cock.
“Angel!” Zane moaned. Ava loved the sound and one of her hands let go of his ass and cupped his balls. She gently massaged them in her hand as she continued to suck his cock. Ava could tell Zane was close to coming and that his resolved to not move was slowly breaking. She stopped sucking him and placed a couple of kisses along his cock to finally lean back from him.
“Angel, don’t stop,” he demanded. Ava stood up and gave him two slaps on his ass, a lot harder this time.
“You aren’t the one giving orders, tonight, Zane,” she reminded him.
“Yes, angel.” Ava used him as support as she reached up and tugged on the end of the rope that released the knot that kept Zane’s hands above his head. She gently rubbed his arms, making sure his blood flow was good.
“Come with me,” she told him and took a hold of his tied hands and led him to the side of the bed. She helped him lie down and tied his hands over his head. “Give me a number.”
“One,” he said. Ava smiled and kissed him.