She gets up and looks back at me with a look of lust and content before heading into the bathroom to fix her hair. I jump out of bed and fix the sheet that had torn loose from the mattress earlier that morning, then unplug the small extension cord from an unused lamp. I quickly bundle the cord up and stuff it between the mattress and headboard before laying back down and waiting on Paige to return.
"Man, I heard a whole lot of rustling going on in here... what have you been doing?"
Acting as casual as possible, I say, "Oh. I was just fixing the sheet. It had pulled loose earlier." I grin.
She chuckles remembering exactly how that sheet had come loose as she climbs back up onto the bed. We lay there cuddling for a few minutes feeling each other's warm bodies pressing up against each other as we kiss. Our tongues dance in each other's mouths and I bite her lip a little as we separate. I know that drives her crazy.
We begin getting a little pushy with each other as we start to have a naked wrestling match on the bed. With me being 6'1" and a solid 250 pounds, plus having experience in cage fighting, I've never lost one of these matches yet. I pick her up with ease and toss her on her stomach while grabbing her wrist.
"Your not getting my wrist again. I'm not gonna let you get them behind my back again," she says.
"Why not?" I laugh. "What's so bad about me getting your hands behind you?"
"Because I can't do anything or get away!" she says through a clenched jaw as she struggles against me.
It doesn't take me long before I do get her hands behind her back as she struggles with me sitting over her upper legs just below her butt. She's unable to free her hands or roll over as I control her body.
"You'd better stop struggling or I'm gonna have to tie you up," I tease.
She continues struggling as I shift my weight up a little higher and hold both her wrists with one hand. As she focuses on trying to break the grip of my one hand I reach over and grab the cord that I had stashed earlier.
"What was that!? Do you have handcuffs back there?" she questions as she attempts to turn around and see behind her, still unable to move.
"Not exactly." I chuckle as I wrap it around her wrist, but not too tight so that it doesn't cut off circulation.
I slide back a little bit and pull Paige over to the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor and face down in the mattress unable to use her hands to hold herself up. I step up behind her with my hard cock and spit on the tip of it before pressing my 8 inches against her slit.
Paige doesn't say anything, she loves my cock and often remarks on the girth at 2 inches thick. But here she is helpless with me behind her, and just earlier this morning we had discussed how I had always wanted to try anal, and how she was possibly willing to try it with me.