**Bound and Taken in the Bedroom**

I’d known Sarah for years—long enough that we’d joked about everything under the sun, but never about *this*. Not until last night, when a few too many drinks and a game of truth or dare had her confessing a fantasy: being tied up and taken hard in the ass. My cock had been stiff just listening to her say it. Now, here we were in my bedroom, the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting shadows across her smooth, naked body as I secured the last silk scarf around her wrist.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful like this,” I growled, kneeling between her spread legs. Her arms were stretched above her head, tied to the bed frame, her chest rising fast with each breath. The scent of her arousal was thick in the air—her pussy glistening, already slick and swollen. I dragged two fingers through her wetness, making her gasp.

“Please,” she whimpered, hips lifting off the bed, desperate for more.

I smirked, rubbing her clit in slow, teasing circles. “Please what?”

“Touch me—fuck, just don’t tease.”

I chuckled, but I didn’t give her what she wanted just yet. Instead, I leaned down, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her cry out. My other hand slipped lower, spreading her soaked lips, sinking two fingers deep into her cunt. She clenched around me, moaning loud as I curled my fingers inside her.

“You like that?” I murmured, thrusting my fingers in and out.

“God, yes—” Her words broke off into a whimper as I added a third finger, stretching her.

I worked her open, my cock throbbing at the way her tight little cunt gripped me. But I wasn’t going to fuck her there. Not yet.

“Turn over,” I ordered, untying one wrist just enough to let her shift onto her stomach. I grabbed the lube from the nightstand, slicking up my fingers before pressing one against her tight little asshole. She shuddered, burying her face in the sheets.

“Relax,” I whispered, circling the tight ring of muscle. “Breathe out.”

She obeyed, and I pushed inside, just the tip of my finger at first. She gasped, but then her hips pushed back, taking more. “Fuck, it’s so tight,” I groaned, easing my finger deeper, feeling her clench around me.

“Another—give me another,” she moaned, arching her back.

I slicked up a second finger, pressing both in slowly, working her open. Her ass was hot and unbelievably tight, gripping me like a vice. I scissored my fingers, stretching her, watching her pussy drip onto the sheets beneath her.

“You ready for my cock?” I asked, pulling my fingers free and lubing up my shaft. My dick was rock hard, twitching as I smeared the cool gel over it.

Sarah nodded, biting her lip. “Just—go slow at first.”

I lined up, pressing the thick head of my cock against her ass. She whimpered as I pushed in, inch by inch, her body fighting the stretch before finally accepting me. The heat was insane, her muscles squeezing so tight I had to grit my teeth to keep from cumming right then.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I panted, bottoming out inside her. I gave her a second to adjust before pulling back and thrusting in again, harder this time.

“Oh god!” she cried, her voice breaking as I started fucking her in deep, steady strokes. The slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixed with her breathless moans.

I reached under her, finding her clit with my thumb, rubbing fast circles as I pistoned into her ass. “Gonna make you cum like this,” I growled, feeling her body tense.

“I’m close—fuck, don’t stop!” she begged, her fingers clawing at the sheets.

I fucked her harder, deeper, her ass squeezing me like a fist. When her orgasm hit, she screamed, her whole body shaking as she came. The way her ass clenched around me was too much—I groaned, slamming into her one last time before my cock pulsed, filling her up as I came.

I collapsed over her, both of us gasping. “Holy shit,” she breathed, still trembling beneath me.

I kissed the back of her neck, laughing. “Told you you’d like it.”

She turned her head, grinning. “Untie me. Then we’re doing that again.”