One Wild Night

Tom lifted her out of the water, as he slowly stepped out of the bathtub, "Careful, Tom," she called in concern, scared that he might slip.

"Don't worry," Tom silenced her with a kiss as he led her to the bed. They had done more talking in the water than bathing, and now it was cold.

Once he placed her on the bed, he returned to take two towels. He used one to clean her hair, and the other to wipe her body.

"Aren't you going to dry your body?" Lucy asked after he had dried hers.

"I'm fine," Tom said as he walked into his closet to pick a blindfold.

"What is that?" Lucy asked as she tried to get up, and Tom smiled as he stopped in front of her.

"It's a blindfold for you," Tom said, making her raise a brow.

"I know what it is. What do we need it for?" She asked, even if she knew the function of a blindfold. She just didn't understand the purpose it was supposed to serve.

"You will find out soon enough," Tom said as he went around her, and tied the blindfold over her eyes, "We should make you hot before you catch a cold. You are not forgetting our bet, are you?" He asked after tying the blindfold behind her head, and then he pushed her back on the bed gently.

"You didn't say there would be stuff like this," she pointed out, and he chuckled.

"Why? Do you want to chicken out of the bet now? Are you already losing your confidence in your self-control?" He asked in a taunting tone.

"Of course not. I'm just saying you should have mentioned all the items that would be used beforehand," Lucy said, feeling slightly uncomfortable since he could see her yet she couldn't see him.

"Alright, I promise to give you a list of each item as I get them out," Tom promised as he moved away from her.

"What? There are more?" Lucy asked, wanting to take off the blindfold.

"Don't take off the blindfold. Just trust me, okay? It's meant to give you pleasure after all," he called out to her as he came out with a box containing items he had ordered and had been planning to use on her during their private weekend together.

"That is what bothers me," Lucy muttered under her breath as she struggled within herself to stay still, and Tom chuckled as he dropped the box beside her and opened it.

"You should know that I would never initiate a bet I wasn't ready for," Tom pointed out.

"Yeah, remind me to always question your motive next time," Lucy hissed, even though she was dying of pleasurable anticipation.

She felt the hot fingers of lust clench around her lower abdomen when he suddenly straddled her without putting his weight on her, but she felt his cock graze her abdomen as he leaned over her.

"What are you doing?" She asked curiously just as he took her hands and raised them above her head before attaching something to her wrist, "Are you cuffing my hands?" She asked in disbelief when he didn't answer her.

"I am not a fan of BDSM," Lucy said in alarm.

"How do you know you're not a fan of something when you haven't even given it a try? Besides, I'm not going to be using any whips, don't worry. I'm not a fan either. These are meant to just restrain you from getting in my way," Tom assured her as he cuffed her hands, and then she felt him move to her legs and he did the same.

"My legs too?" She asked in disbelief.

"I want to feast on the spot between your thighs without your interference," Tom whispered into her ears, making her feel hot all over. She could swear that if someone had asked her some weeks ago if she would do something like this, the answer would have been a bold 'never' in capital letters. Yet here she was lying on the bed with eyes blindfolded, both hands cuffed above her head, and both legs spread apart, at his mercy.

Perhaps she should just give up now? She knew that she didn't stand a chance. How was she supposed to control herself when she was already dripping wet at the mere thought of what was coming.

Tom stood over the bed and watched her fidget uncomfortably, while he circled around, wanting to build her anticipation. He never would have thought that he would resort to things like this, but this was one lady he loved to pleasure. It was as though he was trying to make up for all the time she had not been pleasured.

"Are you going to do something or not?" Lucy asked in frustration.

"Patience, my love. I'm going to do plenty," Tom assured in a husky tone, making butterflies flutter in her belly.

"You realize I love you, right?" He asked as he returned to the edge of the bed to pick up the final item.

"What has that got to do with this?" Lucy asked impatiently.

"You will find out soon," Tom said as he picked up a silicone mouth ball breathable gag and went to join her on the bed, "Although I love to hear you moan and cry out in pleasure, I know you respect your parents and mine so much that you won't walk through this door come morning if your voice wakes them up. So call me a fool for love, but I'm willing to lose the bet tonight just so that you don't have to be denied of pleasure tonight, nor be embarrassed come morning for enjoying yourself," Tom said as he kissed her forehead.

Lucy almost sighed in relief, but she still found it weird that he had thought this through enough to get the gag beforehand. A frown creased her brow, and she cleared her throat, "Have you..."

"No. No other lady has been in my house nor on my bed. I've never tried this with anyone before now either, and I bought this specifically for you," Tom said, answering the questions he knew she was likely going to ask.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have thought of any of that," Lucy murmured as her face colored in embarrassment. There was no need to ask him how he knew what she was going to ask. It seemed like she was an open book to him, and he could read her every expression.

"It's fine. So do you want the gag or are you confident enough that you don't need it?" Tom asked curiously.

"So what is the point of tying me up if I'm going to be gaged?" Lucy asked thoughtfully.

"Pleasure. Giving you pleasure is the point," Tom explained patiently.

"Okay, I will use it," Lucy said, and Tom grinned.

"That means you conceded defeat. You just admitted that you need it, I won," Tom said with a chuckle that turned into full-blown laughter when Lucy scowled.

"You tricked me," she said accusingly as she tried to free herself.

"I didn't trick you. I allowed you to concede without letting you embarrass yourself because you're too stubborn. I will tell you what I want from you in the morning," Tom said and stuffed the silicone ball into her mouth before she could say anything else.

Lucy tried to swear at him, but her voice was muffled, and he didn't pay attention to it as he lowered his lips to her nipple.

Although Lucy was cussing at him, the moment his tongue came in contact with her nipple, she moaned into the silicone ball.

While Tom's tongue continued to explore her nipple, his finger moved to the spot between her legs which was spread apart for both his pleasure and hers.

He rubbed on it, and his cock twitched in excitement on seeing how wet she was. He glanced at her, and pulled away, "If I can't hear your voice, I should at least see your eyes," Tom said in a husky voice as he reached out and removed the blindfold.

"I really wish you didn't have to use the gag," Tom said, not liking the fact that he could only hear her muffled cries and not her throaty moan.

Lucy made a sound in her throat, and he reached out and took away the gag to hear what she was saying, "Kiss me," Lucy said, and Tom grinned at her.

"Happy to oblige," Tom said as he leaned forward and took her lips in a slow kiss, sliding his tongue between her lips, even as his fingers returned to her slit. He dipped his middle finger inside her, while he allowed his thumb to roam free over her clit.

"Ohhh, yes! Keep going," she moaned into his mouth even as he deepened the kiss, and kept thrusting his middle finger faster inside her while his thumb continued to play around her clit in small circles.

Seeing that if he continued that way she was going to get to her climax soon, Tom withdrew his hand, making her open her eyes in protest as he pulled away from her and lowered himself to her thighs.

Lucy's heart skipped a beat, and heat pulsed through her blood which rushed to the center between her legs when she realized what he wanted to do next.

He didn't need to ask her to spread her legs. Her legs were spread already, and even though she couldn't see what that center looked like at the moment, she knew without a doubt that the sheet under her was sopping wet.

Tom met her gaze, as he positioned himself by her feet and started to kiss her toe one after the other, giving special attention to each toe. Her lovely toenails were coated with white polish.

What if her feet were smelly, and the under was hard with many calluses? When last did she get a pedicure? Lucy asked herself, trying to be sure that Tom wasn't punishing himself while trying to pleasure her, "You don't have to," Lucy said in protest, wondering why he was doing something like that. She wasn't sure it was hygienic or ideal.

"Relax, love. Forget yourself and just enjoy this moment," Tom assured her as he continued massaging her foot softly while sucking on her toe. He had read somewhere that the toe was very sensitive and the receiver would find it to be super pleasurable.

Lucy closed her eyes as she tried to relax and let herself feel what she knew that he wanted her to feel. Soon her mind went blank and she forgot about all the rational thoughts of foot hygiene as she moaned in pleasure, "Oh, my God!"

Tom continued to suck on her left toes until he tasted them all before kissing his way up her left leg slowly. Once he got to the spot where both legs joined, he sucked on her clit softly making her draw in a sharp breath, before moving to the right leg and kissing it all the way to her toes. He sucked on each toe sending heat waves all over her body before positioning himself on the space between her legs, "You can use the pillow to smother your moans when you think you can't control yourself anymore," Tom suggested as he lowered his head to her slit.

Lucy's eyes rolled back in her head and her nails dug into the bedsheet as his tongue drove inside her, setting off a loud moan that sounded like music to his ears. Lucy wanted to reach for him, she wanted to hold something, touch anything, but she couldn't. All she could do was feel the pleasure and cry out as he plundered her with his tongue.

He moved his tongue to her clit and as he sucked on it, he thrust a finger inside her, and curled it up against the stomach wall of the vagina, hitting the spot that finally made her turn her face into her pillow to give out a long and high-pitched cry as her body convulsed with orgasmic pleasure. She shuddered against him, her legs trembling as she kept crying into the pillow, and when he finally finished lapping away at the juice that flowed out from her core, he looked up at her and smiled when he noticed that she was yet to pull herself together.

Without waiting for her to recover completely, he knelt between her thighs and raised her legs so that her thighs were resting on his knees as thrust into her holding both her legs further apart. This sent her on another wave of pleasure as he thrust in and out slowly and then quickly, observing from her cries which she enjoyed the most. And when he realized she seemed to enjoy his deep and fast strokes better, he maintained that pace until her entire body started trembling once again, and she cried into the pillow, before shooting his seeds into her. As he did that he let her legs drop to the side as he fell over her and replaced the pillow with his lips, devouring her lips in a passionate kiss.

She was glad that he had suggested she use the pillow to muffle her cries else she was certain that everyone in the house would have woken up by now, Lucy thought sleepily as she felt him uncuffing her hands and legs.

Tom glanced at the bedside clock, "It's past four. We should clean up and sleep," Tom said but noticed that she was already dozing off.

Of course, she would be exhausted considering that she had a really long day, and he had also worn her out, he thought as he brushed some strands of hair from her face and watched her sleep.

He smiled since this reminded him of their first night together. He didn't mind taking off her contacts or cleaning her up like the last time. At least this time he was doing it not for her as a one-night stand, but as his baby.

"I love you with all of me, Lu," Tom whispered as he kissed her forehead and gathered her close after cleaning up and taking off her contacts.

"I love you too," Lucy responded sleepily as she snuggled closer to him, and he held her in his arms as he also slept off.