no strings attached - j.b

blindfolded

❗️ TW: sex scene, please skip if you feel uncomfortable

A wave of excitement flowed through Phoebe as Joe closed the front door behind him and wrapped his arms around her body from behind. "You listen to me very carefully now and do everything I tell you, understand?" he murmured in her ear as he pushed Phoebe's hair aside and covered her neck with kisses.

"Yes" Phoebe breathed back, a moan slipping from her lips as Joe's hand slipped inside her jeans and lightly ran over her throbbing middle. "You're going up to my bedroom, finally taking off that ugly jersey..." he tugged on Luca's jersey that Phoebe was still wearing.

"...Also, everything else except your thong and climb onto the bed. I want you to get the handcuffs, you know where they are, don't you?" Joe applied pressure to her clit while lightly biting Phoebe's neck.

Phoebe nodded with a moan as she buried her hands in Joe's hair and laid her head back on his shoulder. "Good, I want you to attach yourself to the bed, okay? Just like I did the other night, you understand?" Joe breathed another hot kiss on Phoebe's neck.

"Yeah, I got it" Phoebe replied dutifully. "Good girl. So come on, hurry up" Joe broke away from Phoebe and gave her a light slap on the ass before pushing past her.

"What...what about you?" Phoebe looked at him a little confused. She had actually been sure that Joe would follow her, watch her undress and chain herself to his bed, but he seemed to head for the kitchen.

"Don't worry" Joe chuckled lightly. "I'll be joining you in a little while. And by then you should be done with what I told you to do. I already have way too many things I want to do with you. Let's not make the list any longer" he winked at her.

With a mixture of excitement and anticipation, Phoebe plodded up the stairs and made her way to Joe's bedroom. As ordered, she undressed, arranged her clothes nicely on a chair, and crawled onto Joe's large bed clad only in her thong.

She bent over to his nightstand, pulled open the drawer, and fished for the black fur-covered handcuffs that Joe had used a time or two the past week.

He'd told her that he'd gotten bored with the impromptu searches for objects with which to tie Phoebe up, and so had ordered them from the Internet at one point rather for fun. By now it had become a fairly regular feature in their sex life, which didn't bother Phoebe.

With the fur covering the cold metal, the handcuffs were quite comfortable and her wrists had by now become accustomed to the tickling, soft feeling, allowing her to concentrate fully on Joe and the sex in which he was in complete control.

She fastened one side to her wrist, adjusting it tightly enough so she wouldn't slip out somehow, and wrapped the other side around the metal bar on the headboard of Joe's bed before strapping on her second hand as well and lying down on the bed.

She tugged on it a couple of times to make sure she couldn't somehow get free and was satisfied when her hands didn't come out of it an inch. Aroused, she lay down on the bed, legs crossed, and waited for Joe to join her.

A few minutes later the door opened and a big grin spread across Joe's face when he saw that Phoebe had dutifully obeyed all his commands. Immediately he pulled his shirt over his head and crawled onto the bed with her.

He pushed her legs apart and squeezed his body between them before leaning down to Phoebe's face. The bulge in his jeans pressed noticeably into Phoebe's barely clothed middle, causing a moan to escape her lips as Joe placed his lips on hers and pulled briefly on her bottom lip before disengaging from her again.

"You're such a good girl. You like letting me take control yourself, huh?" he looked at her with a grin before straightening up slightly and eyeing Phoebe, who was nodding and biting her lower lip.

"But, we're not quite done getting ready for today" Joe pulled a bandana from his back pocket and raised it in the air. Phoebe looked at him in surprise as he rolled up the fabric and grinned dirtily at her.

"I figured if I had to watch you run around in HIS jersey all night tonight..." he placed the fabric over Phoebe's eyes and dutifully Phoebe lifted her head. "...In contrast, I'm taking away your ability to see" Joe finished his sentence as he tied the two end tightly together at the back of Phoebe's head.

"Okay like this?" he asked. "Yes" Phoebe replied. "Can you see anything?" Joe asked further. "No" Phoebe breathed out a sigh. "are you lying to me?" even though Phoebe couldn't see his face, she knew exactly what kind of smile was on his lips while he asked her that question.

"No" Phoebe answered again, trying to concentrate on the sounds of the room. She heard her breathing, clear and distinct. Her heartbeat, which was faster with arousal and desire.

"Good" she startled as Joe's voice was suddenly very close to her ear and his lips were suddenly back on that very specific spot in the crook of her neck that Joe loved to kiss. His hands wandered up and down her curves, playing with her boobs as his lips continued to move over her collarbone to her boobs.

She felt his arousal pressing against her center again. His breath brushing against her soft skin. His weight that rested on her, but slid further and further down, while also his kisses moved from her boobs further to her belly.

A loud moan escaped her lips as Joe's hands grabbed her thong and very gently pulled it off her body before Joe spread her legs wider and she felt his breath on her middle for a moment before he put his arm around her thigh and lightly bit into it.

The chain connecting the two buckles of the handcuffs rustled loudly as Phoebe tried to put her hand in Joe's hair, but sighing, she found that she couldn't.

Joe chuckled as he slowly covered Phoebe's thighs with kisses, getting closer and closer to her center and finally paling against her pussy, grinning. Phoebe's upper body shot up and just as she lay back down, Joe closed the last few inches between his lips and her middle.

That Joe knew how to eat her out he had proven many times over the past few weeks. The combination of his warm, moist lips and his nimble tongue had Phoebe a whimpering, wet mass in no time.

The look it gave Joe was incredible. Her stomach and chest sank at a faster pace as her head rested back on her neck, her mouth open. Again and again she tugged at the cuffs on her wrists, but they didn't give an inch as Phoebe moved below the caresses of Joe's tongue.

Phoebe already knew Joe wasn't going to make it that easy for her. He had been pissed. No way he was going to let her cum now, fuck her afterwards and that was it. There was a catch to the whole thing, and while she was inwardly preparing for her impending orgasm anyway, she made herself realize that Joe would never let her get that far.

She was right. her first "oh god" had just barely passed her lips when Joe's warm mouth detached from her middle and the cool air made Phoebe whimper. "No, please, Joe. I've been a good girl, finish it" she whined as she perceived the mattress lift and Joe seem to stand up.

"not yet, Phoebe" his voice also sounded like he was pacing around the room. Phoebe flinched as a door suddenly closed. "Joe?" she asked, gasping. What was he up to?

"Joe? Where are you?" she asked again when she got no answer. She braced herself for Joe to suddenly be kneeling beside her again, his hands suddenly touching her again, but then she heard another sound.

From the bathroom, the direction of which Phoebe could roughly guess, was the splashing of the shower. "Joe?" Phoebe yelled loudly this time. "don't tell me you're showering" she whined desperately.

A sex chapter in two acts lol

Ok, since I last posted, Joe, Ja'Marr and Trey made it to the ProBowl and the Bengals made it to the playoffs, like whaaaaat? It's like an early Christmas gift lol
Hopefully the next gift will be the win over the Patriots tomorrow even if we have to play without Sam and still without Hayden!!

WHO-DEY 🧡