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scarf around her wrist. When she
didn’t stir, he carefully lifted her wrist above her head and tied the loose
end of the scarf to the bedpost. She grumbled and he froze but she didn’t wake.
He repeated the process with her other wrist.
    Kean’s cock hardened from the mere possibility of Araya
watching him, desiring him. The thought that he’d be the only one she hadn’t
turned away stroked his ego.
    He sat on the bed looking at her, imagining how her mouth
would feel wrapped around his cock. How her nipples would bead while she sucked
him. He’d penetrate her mouth, pumping into its slickness while she sucked and
lapped at him. How her delicious cunt would flood in anticipation of him
fucking her. Yeah, he wanted her to want him.
    He gripped his shaft and stroked it. Pre-come had already
formed at the tip. He ran his fingers over the head on the upstroke and
massaged it downward. He imagined it was her wetness coating his cock.
    Araya stirred, her breathing becoming irregular.
    He stroked her cheek with his free hand. “Araya,” he said
softly and her eyes fluttered open.
    “What? What are you doing?” she cried out. She struggled to
move but realized her hands were tied. “Untie me!” she shrieked.
    “I’m saving us both,” Kean said, his voice raw.
    “You traitor! I thought you understood. You’ve been working
against me the whole time,” she accused as she struggled against her bonds.
    The betrayal in her eyes stung him. But he had a mission. To
save her. To save himself. He wouldn’t be deterred no matter how much like a
cocksucker he felt.
    “It won’t work. I won’t let it.” She squeezed her eyes shut.
    “Araya, look at me. I’m hard for you. This is for
you.”
    Eyes still closed, she pleaded, “Please stop, Kean. I don’t
want this.”
    He hesitated. The pleading tone in her voice cut him. But
what the hell was he supposed to do? Being a prisoner didn’t work for him and
she still had the option to say no. It was her choice even if what he was doing
made it difficult for her.
    Her breathing deepened and her nipples peaked beneath her
thin robe. What he’d give to suck them into his mouth, tickle them with his
tongue. To lick her sweet cunt until she screamed his name in ecstasy.
    “Thinking of touching you, pleasing you, is driving me
crazy. I’m getting close, Araya.”
    Her eyes popped open. She licked her lips as she watched him
pump his cock. Faster now. Her eyes followed his movements, he groaned as she
licked her lips.
    “Do you want to taste me, Araya?”
    “Noooo,” she whined. Her dilated pupils gave away the lie.
    More droplets of pre-come oozed from the tip of his cock.
Araya’s eyes bugged and she struggled to free herself from her restraints. He
assumed in an effort to flee but then she groaned and said, “I-I need to taste
you.”
    He almost came right then. She was giving in. She wanted
him, wanted to taste him. Such sweet words.
    The gold in her eyes sparked as her chest heaved from ragged
breaths, her gaze never leaving his cock. He moved closer to her, getting on
his knees and positioning his cock inches from her face. She looked up at him
uncertainly, for a second, then raised her head from the pillow, sticking her
tongue out. She touched it to his seeping slit and growled a sound of pleasure.
    His cock jumped. He was about to fucking explode.
    “More,” she growled, an unnatural tone hitching her voice. Sexy
as hell . “Now.”
    He obliged. No hesitation. He inched closer, giving her full
access to his throbbing cock. She latched on with her greedy mouth. Her
inexperience didn’t lessen his pleasure. Her enthusiasm as she sucked and
licked, the scent of her arousal, fruity and seductive—he’d never experienced
anything like it.
    His slippery cock kept sliding out of her mouth and she
growled each time. He figured he could untie her hands now but she still hadn’t
gotten his semen and she might find the will to stop. So, he braced one hand on
the wall