Vengeance 27

I woke up first that Sunday morning and stared at the bed canopy for a few minutes. Ellie lay on her side next to me, her nose resting up against my neck. Finals week was upon me. Ellie had finished her exam the previous week. Exam, lucky, I thought. They don’t give many finals to liberal arts majors, only final projects.

Her breasts shuddered with each long low breath of hers. Ellie slept naked. At first it had been at my…insistence wasn’t quite the right word. Forcefulness was better. Now it was she who insisted upon it. Her left hand which usually either held mine or rested on my rock hard abs (kidding, but only slightly) drifted downward towards my awakening dick. Undoubtedly she too was awake.

I could feel her smile against my neck as her fingers traced the defining lines of my now fully hard manhood. The cool contrast of the ring against her warm fingers caused me to jump slightly.

She turned and grabbed a spare pillow, tossing it on the floor by my desk.

“What was that for?” I asked.

“You,” she said, hand clasping my shaft, “should probably start studying. And I,” she slowly stroked, “am going to keep you relaxed.”

I looked at the clock. Two PM, shit, she was right, with exams beginning tomorrow, I didn’t have a whole to of time to spare. “How are you going to do that?” I asked her.

“I’m going to get on my hands and knees beneath your desk, facing your chair. You’re going to tie my wrists to the legs of your chair, and my ankles and knees to the legs of your desk. And I am going to keep you very relaxed and very happy,” she grinned still slowly stroking me.

“You know topping from the bottom is frowned upon in the BDSM world?”

She countered. “You know you’d love nothing more than my lips wrapped around your cock all…day…long.”

I got up, grabbed my books and put them on my bed which was now located directly behind my desk chair.