-- Parental Advisory Warning: Some explicit language.
-- There may be some name-calling and someone tied to the bed… it’s going to get intense… if you don’t want to read about it, I suggest you just skip this chapter.
-- Not being rude, just telling you… I don’t want all this horrible feedback… So, you’ve been warned.
“Are you sure this is going to turn out the way you want it to? He’s not going to… I mean… he won’t, won’t hurt you… right?”
“When you say ‘hurt’, how do you mean?”
“Mel! Don’t let him ever come at you when he’s angry… no one deserves to be a punching bag for their significant other!”
“Erin… it’s not going to be like that. If I thought that any real harm would come to me, I wouldn’t go. But this, this is going to be liberating for both of us. He’ll get the post-game frustration out of his system, and I’ll get crazy, hot sex! It’s not like I’m going to come to lunch tomorrow with bruises all over my body!”
“Well, once he’s got you restrained…”
“Oh for cryin’ out loud! He’d never hurt me!”
“How do you know? I know that we went over this whole ‘you-two-are-in-love’ issue, but do you really know him that well after two months?”
“I do.” Erin put the car in Park and looked at her for a moment. “I trust him Erin. He’ll stop if I’m uncomfortable.”
“And if he’s too far gone with lust or whatever the hell he’ll be feeling?”
“He won’t be.”
“Well…” Mel knew that there would never be any way for her to prove that Sid wouldn’t cause any harm. And she honestly didn’t know that. She could sit here and promise Erin until she was blue in the face, but if his control snapped completely… She thought of the shower fun, and other times. There was still a sense of composure.
Sid had broken through all of her walls, but there was one more to get past when it came to him. She’d seen the shuttered look now and then when he talked about different hockey memories. He never let her see him when he was like this. Tonight was going to be a trial run for whether or not she had everything it took to be with him.
Now I sound like a freakin’ abused woman… I don’t even mean it like that. But this will be Sidney at his worst. If I can handle that, I can handle anything that is thrown our way. She gave Erin one more smile before promising to see her at Johnny Carino’s for lunch with a couple of the girls. They were going to plot. Win or lose, they were throwing a bash after Game 6.
“Okay, I promise you, I’ll call if anything happens. Well, anything bad. Okay?” Erin didn’t look completely convinced but she nodded and then drove off, going over to the usual spot to pick up Geno.
Walking into the parking lot walkway area, Mel noticed that her hands were shaking slightly. She was scared, no, her body was practically humming with excitement. She’d tried the ‘take-me-I’m-yours’ act a couple times, but the guy had backed down in the end and released her before the real fun could start. She didn’t see this happening with Sid.
She hadn’t realized that she was reaching the end of the moving walkway until she tripped and almost fell flat on her face. That would’ve been real good. Show up at lunch with a fat lip and Erin would be calling the authorities. Mel let out a shaky chuckle before composing herself and walking through the sliding glass doors and into the lobby.
Looking around, she noticed that there was no one there. No concierge, no bell hop… no Sid. What the fuck?! She was just about to pull out her cell and call him when she heard a noise to her left. Turning, Mel looked into the bar area. She saw Sid at the counter nursing a shot of something. I could use one of those.
Deciding to go for broke she walked over and took the glass out of his hand, downing it before he had a chance to protest. He stared at the glass in her hand, and then his eyes traveled up her arm and came to rest on her face. What she saw in those eyes made her shiver in anticipation. Desire was practically rolling off of him and she watched his nostrils flare as he caught the scent of the perfume he’d bought her last week.
She watched him slip a twenty onto the bar before getting up, grabbing her hand, and leading her back out to the lobby. From there she followed him down a slight slope to an area with three elevators.
“Baby, are you… are you okay?”
Had it not been for the gentle squeeze of his fingers holding hers, she would’ve thought he hadn’t heard her speak at all. While they waited for the elevator she studied his profile. He had a serious look on his face and she watched his chest rise and fall with each breath he took. They came faster the longer they waited. When at last the elevator doors opened he pulled her inside and punched the top floor while sliding his key into a slot, waiting for the doors to close again.
“Sid, I know you’re upset, but I need you to at least say something so tha--”
His lips crushed hers as he leaned forward. Then he was pushing her back against the padded leather wall. She moaned and her fingers traveled up, fisting in his curls. His tongue swept out, his teeth nipping on her lower lip, and then he was burying his face in her neck. She turned her head to give him better access and noticed her reflection in the mirrored wall. Eyes already hazy with passion, lips swollen from one kiss, cheeks flushed. She was a goner.
She was brought out of her reflection moment when she felt Sid’s hand slide along the waist of her jeans before dipping down the front. She mumbled something about public indecency, to which he chuckled into the flesh at her collarbone. Then those questing fingers moved beneath her underwear and pushed between her moist lips and she let out a strangled moan. He wasted no time, going directly for her clit, his fingers rubbing quickly as Mel tried to spread her legs wider even though they were encase in denim.
Faintly she heard the ding of the elevator and as the doors of the car slid open Sid pulled his hand out, licking his fingers before kissing her again. She moaned as she tasted herself on his lips and then gasped as he lifted her straight up, pulling one leg to silently have her wrap her legs around his waist. Walking them over to grab the key card, he strode out of the car and down a small hallway that had just one door.
He punched the card into the slot, and after she heard a click the door was open and he was carrying her into a giant room. She heard the door slam shut as he took her down a hallway and into a bedroom. He finally set her down on the mattress and then asked for the kit. Taking it out of her bag she handed it to him.
“Unless you brought extra clothes, I would take all of that off while I set this up. Because if you’re still covered when I’m finished, I’ll rip every fucking seam.” Mel’s eyes widened and she started tearing her shirt off. She heard him chuckle and smiled too. It wasn’t that she didn’t have more clothes with her, but she really loved this shirt. She was down to her panties when he turned away from the bed.
“Stop.” She froze, her hands on the elastic lace at her hips.
“But I only ha--”
“Don’t fucking move them.”
Sid stared at Melany, her fingers itching to pull the lace down her legs. He wondered briefly if she would do it just to get his reaction, but then she moved her hands, letting them fall down by her sides. He’d set up the restraints in no time flat, slipping each one around the legs of the bed since there weren’t posts on this one.
He let his gaze roam up and down her body again, noting the fact that she was visibly shaking. If she was uncomfortable…
“Are you scared?”
“You’re shaking,” he said, one eyebrow up, wanting her to be truthful.
“I’m nervous, and horny as hell. It’s a little confusing.”
“Pick a random word.”
“What?” He watched her go from nervous to just plain amused in a second flat. “A word?”
“Yes. Something that, if you said it during anything we do, I’ll know that means you want to stop.”
“I don’t need a word.”
“Please, I don’t want you to think that you have to do anything here tonight. I don’t… once you’re in those cuffs and at my mercy, I may not stop if you say ‘no,’ thinking you’re just playing. I want a word that I can’t confuse with teasing.”
“I trust you not to hu--”
“Melany,” he growled.
“Platypus,” she repeated, a smile on her lips. “If you use the word platypus during sex… then I think we have a bit of a problem here.”
Sid smiled briefly, then he told her to get on the bed. He wasn’t sure how he’d managed not to ravish her body already, but he could feel the tension eating away at him. Thank god for the shot I had before the one she stole. I don’t know if I can do this.
Turning, he watched her crawl up to the middle of the bed, splaying her arms and legs for him to wrap in the padded Velcro cuffs. Her ankles were first. He did the first one and looked up at her, asking with his eyes if she was comfortable. He moved around, closing the restraints around each limb. Then he stood at the foot of the bed and began undressing.
“Why didn’t you let me help you with that,” she cooed from the bed.
“If you had put your hands on me, I never would’ve gotten the cuffs on your body. I want you at my mercy Melany. I want to release all this tension and frustration from tonight. And the best way I know to do that is to sink myself between your legs, feel you milking each drop of cum from my balls and screaming my name as you cum as well.”
“Can I ask you a question then?”
“Fire away,” he said as he crawled up her body, fitting himself against her perfectly, torso to torso, pelvis to pelvis. She didn’t say anything and he looked down to see her eyes closed and her lip between her teeth as she rubbed her breasts against him. “Melany?”
“Right… why, mmmm, why did you feel you needed to tie me up then?”
“Because, right now, you’re the only one who seems pleased with me. And so I want to please you, I want to please you until you can’t stand it, and then I want to please you some more. And in the process, this fucked up day isn’t a totally waste. I can remember this date as one filled with passion instead of dejection.”
“No more questions dammit. I’m going to remember everything from today, and for once… I’m not going to hold back from you. You want to know how I am after a loss? You’re going to get a firsthand look.” He slid down her body until he face was in line with her pussy and her legs were over his shoulders.”Now, tell me you don’t want me.”
“I do… I don’t want you.”
“I’ll make you want me.” And then he dove into her flesh. She was already wet, her juices sweet and sticky on his tongue as he slid the tip up and down her lips before holding her open and sticking his tongue as deep inside as he could.
Sid heard her moan his name, heard her beg him not to do that to her and was fueled by her mock distress. He’d never had a woman actually tell him no when it came to sex and even though he knew it was fake, a part of him almost stopped. But then he looked up at her face as he licked her folds and saw her smile as she told him to stop again.
Knowing that she had promised to use the safe word if she really wanted to stop he wet two fingers with the fluids building between her legs and slipped them inside, slowly fucking her while he continued to tease her clit with his tongue. He’d been going at a steady pace when he felt her start to shake a little beneath him. The muscles in her legs tightened and he could feel her quiver.
“Oh god you fucking bastard. Make me cum, make me cum all over your tongue. Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” after that she humped against him twice and then called out his name as she came. Sid relished in the pleasure he had given her but it wasn’t enough. She’d yelled his name before, he wanted screams. He wanted her to never forget who had given her so much pleasure that she ached the next day.
He left his fingers inside her as she came down from her orgasm before he started to slowly move them in and out again. Sid heard the hitch in her breath, felt her tense up. She wasn’t used to him continuing like this. Normally he was either curling up behind her, or driving his dick inside her. But he didn’t want that. Not yet. The fucking would come later.
“Baby, that was great. You don’t have to do anymore. Let me take care of you now.”
His response to her offer was pulling his fingers out and taking a long, slow lick up her pussy.
“Oh fuck… Sid… not so soon after.”
He laughed lightly and spread her lips, blowing gently over her clit. Her body jerked. Sid tilted his face so that he could look up at her.
“I told you Melany. I’m not stopping until I’m good and ready.” Then he ignored her pleas as his tongue traced figure eights around her clit. She was shaking in no time, begging him to stop before she passed out from the tension. Literally dripping with sweet nectar, Sid decided to end her torture and took that little nub in his mouth, sucking almost forcefully until she was gasping and crying out.
He slipped those two fingers inside once more, twisting them before curling the two digits as he kept them as deep as he could. His lay his tongue flat over the bundle of nerves that was causing all of the noises to come forth and then with a soft nibble first, he sucked it between his lips once more and started fucking her fast with his finger.
“OHMYGOD I’m coming, I’m coming, Jesus… I’m… Oh god… Sidney! Siiiiiddd! Please!” The last word came out as a sob and then, chest heaving, she broke down. Sid felt her muscle go lax and he released her from his mouth as he glanced up to see her choking back sobs as a few tears slid down to her toward her ears. Oh fuck!
He gently pulled his fingers from her warm center, undid the ankle straps and kneeled over her, his hands on her cheeks.
“Melany. Melany, talk to me babe. Are you okay?? Did I hurt you?!”
She didn’t answer him right away and he got concerned that he’s pushed too far. He was just about to rip the wrist cuffs open when she heard her whimper out the word no.
“Don’t undo them,” she told him, her voice a little stronger now. She was still shaking, but after a hiccup she looked up at him. “Finish it.”
“Are you su--”
“I want to feel the rest of it.”
“What if yo--”
“I know the fucking word Sidney. If I can’t handle it, I will tell you. Now do what you really want and fucking fuck me!”
“You have a dirty mouth when you can’t have our way, did you know that?”
“Yeah, and you seem to have more of a problem with me tied up then when I’m free.”
Mel knew she probably shouldn’t push him right now. That it probably wasn’t the smartest thing to so. But she wanted him to get it all out of his system. Didn’t want him to still be stewing over tonight’s loss when they were together tomorrow.
“I. Don’t. Want. To. Hurt. You.” He said each word through clenched teeth and she decided to put the final touches on what she figured would make him lose it.
“I’m not going to fucking break. You just got spanked by the defending champs on their home turf. And not only did you not score a goal… No one did! They kept all of you off the goal sheet. Shut you out 5-0. How can you not be pissed about that. Don’t you just want to let all that frustration out? Don’t you want to deal your own bit of punish--”
Sid let out an animalistic roar and flipped her over, her arms crossing above her head as he lifted her hips up. She heard him mutter out a curse of some sort and then he was thrusting inside her. Mel let out a moan as he started rocking against her, his hips smacking against her ass as he slammed himself deep with each thrust.
She didn’t think anything could affect her as much as what he’d done previously with his tongue and fingers, but this… his cock reached deeper than those fingers, and it was thicker… and it was heaven. He could do this all night and, aside from the soreness in rather tender areas, and the fact that he’d need sleep at some point, it sounded like a great idea.
“You like that don’t you, you dirty little slut? You like teasing me until I can’t see straight! IS this what you wanted though, is this what you’ve been thinking about ever since that final whistle blew?”
Mel couldn’t respond to his questions, she was losing her mind with the intensity of the feelings that were coursing through her veins right now. Sid had found the will to slow his pace down and now, every movement was punctuated with a bone-jarring thrust that had her seeing stars.
“Awww, cat got your tongue baby? I didn’t use the gag that came with the kit. I wanted to hear you when you come. Don’t let me down now. Or am I just not doing a good enough job. Maybe I’m playing too nice for a little whore like you. What do you think?”
“Faster,” was all she could get out before sensory overload took control and she felt herself tensing. Mel was listening to him grunt and groan as he obliged her and started fucking her faster. The way he held her hips kept her from collapsing on the bed but her breasts were swaying against the duvet, the smooth fabric shooting tingles of pleasure down her spine every time her nipple ran along the fabric.
She thought that it would take no time at all to cum since she’d been down that road multiple times already, but the slow burn of desire was building on its own terms. She could feel the spike of passion each time he lunged forward, but it wasn’t giving her the fulfillment that she was craving. Not yet.
“I am touching you.”
“Play with me, use me, god… make me fucking come again!”
“So bossy. You’d think that I was the one currently shackled to the bed.”
“Pllleeeaaase… I’m close. So close. I just need,” she stopped short when he brought his palm down against her ass.
“I don’t give a shit what you fucking need. This is not about you right now. I need to see this luscious ass turn red from my hand. I need to feel you milking my cock of all my cum. You need to shut up before I decide to leave you here unsatisfied, still tied to the bed. What do you think of that?”
“I think you fucking talk too much.”
She heard him laugh before he changed his angle, his cock sliding along a sweet spot that had her gasping for air and seeing stars all over again. Then she felt fingers brushing over her clit quickly and Mel couldn’t stop herself. The sensation shot straight into her core and the squeal of excitement left her lips before she could think about it.
“Looks like I found what I was looking for,” she heard him practically whisper. Then he dug into her hips with both hands and let loose a torrent of hard, deep thrusts. Mel screamed in pleasure as she got close to that release that he was building inside her.
Mel hadn’t even realized that she’d been holding her breath until she heard his bellow and felt his grip tighten almost painfully. Letting out the breath she felt the light-headedness kick in couldn’t form the warning words so he would know what to do. With a final thrust she felt his seed fill her up and silently she screamed his name. Then everything went black.
She didn’t see the look of worry come over his face, nor did she hear him asking her if she was okay, before her eyes rolled back into her head and she dropped, face first, into the middle of the mattress.
Sweet Jesus, I killed my girlfriend! Sid ripped the Velcro apart and turn Melany over in his arms as he gently called her name. She stirred and looked up at him, swallowing twice before she finally was able to ask him a question.
“We’re gonna do that again sometime, right??”
Sid didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at that moment. And he thought when the nervous giggle escaped that he had chosen laughter. But in an instant she was in his lap, her hands on his face.
“Baby, I’m fine. Look at me… hey, look at me! I’m fine. And you know what? You’re gonna be fine. This series is not over yet. You have the chance to take it to seven. And I believe that you can do it.”
“No buts. Fuck whatever or whoever you were going to talk about. I don’t want to hear it. You go practice tomorrow, and you get ready for Game 6. And then, win or lose, I’ll be right here waiting for you, okay?”
Sid didn’t respond at first. He couldn’t think of the proper words. First she lets him tie her up, then he tries to kill her with an orgasm, and now, instead of worrying about herself, she was consoling him! She was, by far, the most caring person he’d ever met. No one else would’ve been able to deal with this. His own mother had threatened to disown him last year.
“You’re zoning out on me again Crosby. Did you hear what I said?” He took a deep breath and flashed her a cheeky smile, twisting her words around completely.
“You said you’ll be down in the lounge waiting for me after we win Game 6.” He heard her laugh as she leaned forward to kiss away the stray tears that had fallen in that moment of fear. But had the fear been for her, or his fear about losing? He wanted to tell her it was her, but there was a selfish part of him that knew it wouldn’t be completely true. Would she be upset if she knew that?
“That’s what I wanted to hear baby. No more doubting yourself. You’ve got this. Now, no more of this liquid leaking from your eyes because you’re frustrated… let’s go to bed. I don’t know about you, but I’m kind of exhausted.”
“They weren’t tea--”
“They were,” she said with a smile. “I know they were, because I pushed you until you let it all out. Feels good, doesn’t it? Getting it all off your chest?”
“How’d I get so lucky?”
“Your friends told you to show off and you suck more than you think. So your shot went wide, slid at an upwards angle and the--”
“I get it, I get it. Let’s grab a shower. Then I promise to let you sleep for the night.”
Sid gently removed her from his lap and then, when he noticed she was still really shaky, he carried her into the bathroom. They took their time washing one another’s bodies and he felt rejuvenated and refreshed after he turned the spigot off. They dried off and wandered into the bedroom before collapsing together on the giant bed. Melany curled her body on top of his, her legs entwined with his as she rested her cheek on his chest.
When she was like this, all soft and relaxed, he couldn’t keep from staring at her. And right now, she had her eyes closed, one hand tracing lazy swirls over his pec. That soon turned into tweaking his nipple though, and before long he had her on her back, his body covering hers. With her hands free this time though, she was able to rake her nails up his spine, dig them into his ass as he pushed against her.
He didn’t know which was better, when she was at his mercy or when she was free. But either way, she was moving with him and falling apart in his arms. When they were both spent Sid hugged her sweat-soaked body to his and they drifted toward sleep, his arm wrapped securely around her waist, her fingers laced with his. And for the first time this season, he wasn’t thinking about an upcoming game. No, right now, his thoughts were centered around the woman in his arms, and what all he would do to keep her with him.