The Tie That Binds: Chapter 37

I’m still cursing Dominic as I walk into the shower. That’s the closest Daniel has gotten to me all week, only for it to end like that.

“Ugh!” I shout, unaware that I’m no longer alone. Daniel steps into the shower with a wide smile on his face.

“What’s got you so frustrated, baby?” he asks.

I look at him with wide eyes, my eyes roaming over his body. It feels like forever ago since I last saw him naked. He walks up to me and I take a step back until my back hits the wall. Daniel grins and lowers his lips to mine. “Now where were we?” he whispers, right before he kisses me.

His body slams against mine and he moans when I snap out of my stupor and kiss him back. He lifts me into his arms and pushes me against the wall as I wrap my legs around him. “Fuck. I missed your body. You have no idea how hard it was for me to stay away from you. I’m fucking craving you so badly,” he groans.

Daniel buries a hand in my hair and tugs on it to expose my neck. A delicious shiver runs down my body as he bites and kisses me in places I didn’t even know were sensitive. I subconsciously tilt my hips, bucking against him in an attempt to make him slide in. He shifts out of reach and it’s like getting cold water thrown on me all over again. Daniel feels the change in me and pulls away a little to look at me.

“Babe,” he whispers.

I shake my head, grateful that the shower disguises the tears that have started to fall down my cheeks. “Just put me down,” I snap.

Daniel shakes his head. “No,” he murmurs. He turns the shower off and walks out with me in his arms, both of us dripping wet. He sits me down on my bed and wraps me in a towel as he sinks to his knees in front of me. I didn’t even notice him grab a towel. He’s incredibly gentle as he carefully dries me off, ignoring all my protests.

“I can do it myself,” I mutter and try to grab the towel from him. He shakes his head and scowls at me when I yank the towel out of his hands.

“Looks like you’re going to be difficult. Very well,” he says as he stands up and walks to my wardrobe butt naked.

He walks back holding one of the scarves Mary gave me and grins. He’s hard, naked and gorgeous. I hate that I feel a tingle of desire at the mere sight of him.

Daniel lifts me into his arms and repositions me on my bed so I’m lying flat on my back. He grabs my wrists and ties them up so quickly that I don’t have time to fight him.

“Daniel, release me,” I say, sounding tired.

He shakes his head and ties my wrists to my bed frame. “I seem to recall you doing the same thing to me with one of my ties. Payback’s a bitch, huh, Lyss?”

I stare at him, speechless. Daniel merely smiles at me and yanks my towel away, letting it fall to the floor. He looks at me hungrily and leans in to kiss me. I move my head away and for a second Daniel’s expression falls. But then he smiles to himself and kisses my neck instead, slowly and softly. It’s not like in the shower, when his movements were frantic. Instead, it’s gentle and loving. He keeps kissing me until I’m out of breath and needy. When he moves back to my lips, I kiss him eagerly. He chuckles against my lips and deepens the kiss, torturing me until I’m panting and moaning.

He keeps his lips on mine while his hand slides down my body. His finger slips into me easily and he freezes. “Fuck,” he groans. “So fucking wet.”

He slips another finger into me and I arch my back to try and get him in deeper. I’m surprised when he pulls away from me. He reaches underneath my pillow and grabs something that definitely wasn’t there before.

“Dan, what’s that?”

He smiles at me sheepishly as he fidgets with the bottle, unwrapping the plastic around it. “It’s… uh… it’s lube.”

I stare at him in disbelief, totally confused. “Dan, I don’t think we need that,” I tell him quietly.

He shakes his head and gulps. “I googled it. I think it hurt so much because maybe you weren’t wet enough…”

I bite back a smile and tug on my restraints. “Baby, could you please undo this?” I ask.

Daniel hesitates and then nods. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in for a kiss as soon as my hands are free.

“What exactly did you google?”

He clears his throat and hides his rapidly reddening face in my neck, his weight nice and comforting on top of me.

“I just googled why sex might hurt, and what we could potentially do to make it better for you. Maybe you just weren’t turned on enough, or maybe you weren’t wet enough. For some people it hurts the first handful of times, but it seems like lube might help.”

I close my eyes and try my best not to laugh at how incredibly cute he’s being. “I see,” I whisper. “Dan… it didn’t hurt that much last time. Only at the start, and then it got better. I was just uncomfortable because of your size. I wasn’t in pain. I just kind of felt overly stretched out. Honey, the lube isn’t going to make a difference. There’s no way I could possibly get wetter or more turned on.”

He pushes himself up to look at me and my heart flutters. He’s so cute. He looks so distraught and caring. I cup his cheeks and bring his lips to mine. He kisses me gently and my heart overflows with tenderness. It’s not until I rake my nails over his scalp that he deepens the kiss. His hands start to wander and he plays with my nipples as his tongue tangles with mine. Every touch sends a burst of liquid fire through my body, making me wetter and wetter. I can feel my arousal moisten the inside of my thighs and smile to myself. How could he possibly think I wasn’t turned on enough?

Daniel’s fingers finally find their way back between my legs, and he slips two fingers in with ease. My entire body jerks when he slides against my g-spot and he grins against my lips. He kisses me harder as he slides another finger inside me, stretching me out as he keeps stimulating me. I moan and pull my lips away.

“Baby, I want you,” I tell him. Daniel pauses with his fingers still inside me and looks at me. He looks so overcome with desire, so passionate and so desperate to have me. Yet he still shakes his head.

“No,” he says, sounding agonised. “Let me make you come first.”

I smile at him and press a lingering kiss to his lips. “Hmm, Google tell you to do that?”

He blushes and pushes against my g-spot harder, almost making me come right there and then. I moan loudly and shift my body out of his grasp. Instead of letting him touch me, I grab his dick and line it up to me. His entire body tenses and he groans.

“I need you now, Daniel. Won’t you fuck me? Won’t you slide into your soaking wet wife?”

His lips fall open and he stares at me in shock before he grins and pushes into me ever so slightly. He pauses when the tip is in and glances at his bottle of lube. He looks worried and pained.

I chuckle and pull him on top of me, kissing him with all I’ve got. I tilt my hips up and take him in as far as I can. Daniel moans and thrusts the remaining bit into me, unrestrained and out of control. He pauses immediately after and looks at me panicked.

“Shit, Lyss. I’m sorry. I did it again. Fuck. Did it hurt? Are you okay?”

I shut him up by kissing him, and he relaxes on top of me. “I’m fine,” I whisper.

Daniel looks at me and frowns. “Fine?” he repeats, almost fearfully. I chuckle and lean back.

“I’m perfect, baby. Please, Daniel. Will you give it to me or not?”

He exhales in relief and pulls back out almost all the way and then pushes back into me fully. I moan loudly and bite down on my lips to try and silence myself.

“Fuck,” I groan. Daniel smiles and fucks me slowly as his lips find mine. He kisses me as the two of us lose ourselves in each other.

“Dan, it’s so fucking good. Don’t stop,” I whisper. He chuckles and bites down on my lower lip. He pulls away from me and grabs my legs, pushing them over his shoulder and I moan in delight.

“Hmm, seems like those yoga classes of yours were worth it after all,” he says. He pulls back and thrusts again, but this time he stimulates my g-spot with every thrust.

“Is this okay, Lyss? Does it hurt? Is it too deep?”

I shake my head, almost incapable of forming a response. Daniel grins and fucks me harder. The louder my moans get, the closer he seems to get.

“Daniel… I — I can’t hold it,” I groan. He increases his pace and comes seconds after I do, my name on his lips.

He grins at me and hugs me tightly, both of us satisfied. “You stayed away because you were scared of hurting me?”

His grip on me tightens and he nods tersely. I sigh and cuddle into him. “Baby, why didn’t you just talk to me? If you’d told me, then I wouldn’t have started to overthink everything. I thought the sex was so bad that you didn’t want to sleep with me again.”

Daniel pulls away to look at me, disbelief written all over his face. “What the fuck, Alyssa. How could you possibly think that? Fuck. Do you know how bad I felt knowing that the worst sex you’ve ever had, is the best sex I’ve ever had?”

I pull him back to me and kiss him. “Hmm, well, I didn’t know sex could be this good. You know, we’re spending a couple of days in Singapore next week. How about you show me what I’ve been missing out on?”

Daniel’s eyes darken with desire and I already know our trip is going to be one to remember.