Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 50

Josie's Point of View

Anders pops me down on the side of the bathtub, as he steps into the large walk in steam shower, that looks like something out of the Starship Enterprise with all the nozzles and hoses. Turning on the water, he checks the temperature before making his way back to me. Moving his hand up underneath his t-shirt that hangs to my knees, he gently pulls down my leggings taking my underwear with them, leaving me in nothing but his top and my bra.

"Do you know how hard it has been all day, trying to keep my hands off you, then you go and make it more difficult with your stunt in the van, and with the water," he growls at me.

I look up at him biting my bottom lip.

Taking my hand, he pushes it into his big bulge.

"That hard," he says as if in pain.

His eyes are wide, the pupils blown, and his obvious lust is causing my body to pulse all over. This man, he is making my body sing to his tune. I have a feeling that sexually I would refuse him nothing, because anything he wants, I know I will want as well. Electric type pulses shudder through me, as he removes his top, the hard muscles on his chest twitching as he pulls it over his head. I feel my arousal begin to weep, pooling out of me, as my breathing becomes laboured.

Pulling down his long cut-off denim shorts, he stands in just his black boxer briefs. I take a moment just to admire his strong, toned and amazing body.

"Arms up," he orders.

I instantly do as I am told, as he takes the hem of his t-shirt and pulls it over my head, leaving me in nothing but my lacey bra. Letting out a growl of approval, Anders moves his hands around my back unhooking my bra and letting it fall down my arms, before removing it completely and throwing it onto the floor. Kneeling in front of me, he parts my legs as my breath hitches, then positions himself between them.

"Do you know how wild you made me, knowing these piercings are in place, under your wet top?" He groans once more, staring unashamedly at my breasts.

My body gives a little shiver in anticipation of what he will do now.

"I wanted to make tonight romantic, but you have wound me up all day, driving me crazy," he admonishes me again.

"I wanted to treasure you, bring you pleasure like you see in the romantic movies, but you have driven me so wild with your feisty behaviour, your brat-like behaviour, that it makes me want to spank that delicious bottom of yours, and show you who is boss," he growls.

His fingers trace my n****e, as he gently pushes the n****e bar back-and-forth, causing a small sting of pain, but a whole world of pleasure.

"So, now I am at a crossroads; do I continue as planned, to make this romantic, or do I give in to the primal desire to punish this perfect little body of yours?" he questions. "Romance is overrated," I groan, wanting him to give me everything he's got, and more besides.

Nodding, he latches his mouth onto my n****e, sucking it, causing my back to arch, pushing my boobs further into his face. His teeth bite down on my engorged n****e, causing me to cry out from the sting of pain, that is quickly replaced by pure s****l pleasure. "Safe word," he growls at me.

I have dreamed of this, but never really done anything about my secret desire for the perfect combination of pleasure and pain. Never meeting anyone I could trust my body with, to know that if I say to halt, they will do so. I am not even sure how much of this I will like, but hell the thought of doing this, has my heart racing in my chest.

"Black," I whisper.

"Black, and when you are getting close to your limits?" he asked, as he moved from my right b****t to my left one.

"Amber," I whisper.

He bites down again, but just the very tip of my n****e, there is no pain, just a rush of adrenaline pulsing through me. "Toys; yes, or no?" he groans out.

"Yes," I whisper, every fantasy I have ever had, beginning to become a reality.

"How many times have you done this Josie?" he growls out.

"None, this will be my first full experience," I admit to him, then bite my bottom lip.

"Don't think that will make me go easy on you. Not after today," He growls.

I gulp, my mouth suddenly dry, and biting my bottom lip I nod my understanding. Hell, I don't want him to go easy. I want this, all of it.

Grabbing my hair, he pulls my head back, exposing my neck to him, then kisses it, causing my body to squirm. Suddenly the kisses change as he sucks and begins to bite my neck.

"Oh f**k," I whimper at him.

"I am going to leave my marks on you, so everyone knows you are mine, all mine," his husky voice growls out at me.

I am speechless, wanting him to do just that, I nod.

Releasing my neck, he pulls me up and places me in front of the long mirror.

"Look at that mark Josie, that mark tells the world you belong to me. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I whimper again, my body shaking with adrenaline and desire.

"You are going to have more of those by the end of tonight, because you belong to me, and I to you. Do you understand?" he asks.

I simply nod, excitement coursing through my body.

"Words Josie," he demands.

"Yes," I whisper.

Moving his head down, he bites the top of my shoulder, as I let out a whimper, then brings his hand down to between my legs and plays with my clit piecing, bringing the pleasure to counteract the pain. s**t, I have never been so turned on than I am right now. Finished with his bite, he looks at his work, a small smirk on his lips.

"Get in the shower, and on your knees," he demands.

Obediently I walk over to the shower open the door, then drop to my knees.

Anders follows me, then takes his position in front of me, looking down. He stands under the streams of water, as I kneel before him.

"Look at me," he commands.

I look up at him, as he grabs the shower gel, and begins to wash himself, then reaching his m*****d, he soaps it up, pumping it as he looks down at me, the spray of the soap hitting my body and face.

I automatically go to wipe it off, but he hisses at me shaking his head. Obediently I move my hand away, and continue to watch him, as he fists his rock-hard length, one hand against the side of the shower. "You have teased me, all day, let us see how feisty you are with a mouthful of my c*m," he growls.

"Open wide," he commands.

I open my mouth eagerly awaiting what he is about to give me, wanting it, needing it. I tilt my head back to receive his essence.

A few more pumps with his fist, and he unloads himself all over my face and into my mouth. I swallow down what has hit my throat.

"Do not wipe that off your face," he states, his eyes black as night.

My body is going crazy for him to touch it again, the whole thing is erotic, and tipping me over the edge. I have never been so turned on, not even in the changing room.

Lifting me up by my hair, that doesn't really hurt much, more pleasurable than anything, he pushes me under the shower. The warm spray, cleaning my face, as he moves my head around by my hair to ensure the water cleans my face of his seed. Grabbing the sponge, Anders lathers up some shower gel, by the smell I know it is my favourite brand, and again my body weeps with need of him, knowing he had gone out of his way to make sure I would have everything I would want and need in his home. He moves the sponge around my body, tantalizingly slow, concentrating on my a*s. His low groans tell me he is enjoying playing with my rounded cheeks, then he spins me around and begins to wash my breasts, before moving it down my abdomen. "Open your legs," his l**t filled voice demands.

I spread my legs as he moves the sponge further south, between my legs. Cleaning every inch of me.

Happy with his work, he turns the shower to freezing cold, making me gasp, and let out a little scream. Chuckling, Anders shuts off the shower.

"That was for the bucket of ice-cold water." He smiles, breaking the dominant role for just a second and becoming playful.

He leads me out of the shower, then motions for me to bend over the bathtub.

"Grip on tight," he tells me.

I hold onto the edge of the bath, as he rubs the globes of my a*s, then quick as a flash I feel the sting of his hand connecting with my behind. Anders rubs it, then quickly gives me two more spanks. I let out a low moan as I feel my arousal pooling out of me, dripping down the top of my thighs.

The sound of another slap echoes around the bathroom, then I feel a small amount of pain in my anus as his finger thrusts inside it.

"Have you had your arse f****d before Josie," Anders whispers in my ear.

"No," I answer honestly.

"Do you want to have it f****d?" he asked.

I hesitate slightly, again it is a fantasy, but I am unsure if the reality will live up to the expectations I have.

"Yes, but I am slightly scared about it," I again tell him truthfully.

"Then that will wait, until you beg me for it," he groans, placing a soft kiss on my earlobe.

Removing his finger from my a*s, he swats me another three times, then lifts me up into his arms, and carries me to the bedroom, throwing me onto the soft mattress.

"I will tie you up tomorrow, but for now, I have to have you." He grins down at me, again changing from the role of dominant, his features softening.

"I thought you were not going to go easy on me," I whispered to him.

With a nod of his head, he schooled his features again, then walked to his chest of drawers and pulled out some long black satin ties, grabbing my leg he wrapped the tie around the bedpost, then expertly tied it to my ankle. Moving to the other side he did the same with my other leg. Crawling up the bed Anders hovered over me, then took one of my arms, and restrained it with another of the ties, to the bed post, then moved across tying up the other arm.

I was laid bare in front of him as he looked my body up and down, his gaze leaving a trail of heat on my wanton, needy body.

His hands found my n*****s as he tilted his head down between my legs, simultaneously Anders expertly tweaks my n****e piercings with his fingers whilst pushing my clit piercing with his tongue upwards. My body shakes with delight, as I feel myself climbing the dizzying heights, knowing it will not take long for my body to crash over the threshold of my desire. My hips grow a mind of their own as I thrust upwards towards his amazing mouth. Just as before, he brings me to the edge, then stops, and I let out a frustrated cry. Moving off the bed, Anders goes to his other draw, and pulls out a box of condoms, and an extra-large vibrator. Switching it on, he moves between my legs, watching me as he swipes it up and down my lady area, concentrating on my swollen c**t. Once again, my body shakes, and develops a mind of its own as I thrash against the restraints. Placing a finger inside me, he hooks it around, finding my g-spot. As I begin the start of my o****m, my body tensing. But again, he stops just before I crash over the edge, and I let out a frustrated scream. Anders chuckles again and slowly removes the leg restraints then places my legs on his shoulders.

I cannot take any more of him withholding my o****m, it was slowly driving me insane especially after this afternoon. "Amber," I cry out.

Watching me, he nods before lowering his head and placing a soft kiss on my clit. He rips open the condom packet, and sheaths his hard length, then with a smile on his face, and without any further ado, he thrusts into me, hard, and fast. I let out a cry of desire, pulling against the soft material of the arm restraints as he pounds my body, fast, and hard. Grabbing my ankles with his hands he pushes my legs back over, whilst still pummelling my depths, so my feet touch the pillow beside my head. Thank God for Yoga is all I can say. But the feeling of him inside me intensifies, as he thrusts deeper into me. I feel every ridge of his hardened manhood inside me, and it drives me wild with need. Again, I begin the climb, and this time he does not stop, his hands hold my legs in place as he continues to thrust at a punishing pace.

"f**k, I am coming," I shout out.

I reach my dizzy heights, as my body convulses, my walls gripping his manhood like a vice. I literally see stars and feel like I am going to pass out through the intensity of it. He begins to stiffen himself. "f**k Josie, f**k, you are f*****g perfect," he growls as his own body convulses and he spills his seed into the latex.

Collapsing on top of me, his lips find mine, as he kisses me, softly, tenderly, his fingers trailing up my arms, and releases the restraints, before tenderly moving some of my wet hair from my face. "Are you okay?" he asks.

I smile softly at him, and nod.

"Absolutely perfect," I sigh in contentment.

"Good, now, I am going to pamper you in a nice warm bath, before rounds two, three, and four." He grins at me.

All I can do is look at him adoringly and nod my head in agreement. s**t, this was going to be an amazing few days, I just know it is.