so
sexy.
Kat tested the bonds, liking the way the hemp rasped against
her skin, loving being bound. It surprised her and she thought about how this
new experience changed everything. So many new avenues to explore lay ahead and
she opened her mouth to ask Dan how he felt but closed it again. He’d told her
not to speak.
Softness skated over her breasts, feathers she was sure, and
trailed down her belly to tickle the sensitive areas on her inner thighs. She
squirmed, lifting her hips to gain more pressure, but Dan took the pleasure
away. Grinding her teeth, she resisted the urge to cry out, to let him know he
frustrated yet pleased her at the same time. The touch came again, visiting
every part of exposed skin, springing goose bumps and bringing shivers of
desire. Her folds ached, clit throbbing with the need to be touched, and she
went to fondle herself, forgetting her hands were tied. She clenched her cunt
rhythmically to imitate his cock inside her, yearning for him to fill her
eclipsing every other thought.
Dan drew the feather down her legs and away, leaving her
wanting more contact, more of his ministrations. He paced again and she
whimpered.
“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” he asked.
Kat nodded, his words so deliciously naughty and unlike what
she knew of him they sent a thrill through her body. God, she wanted to touch
herself, have him touch her, rove his hands all over her body, fingers probing
her cunt, stroking her clit. Tongue licking, tasting, bringing her to orgasm.
Fuck me. Fuck me now.
“There’s something I have to do first. Something you like.”
Do it. Whatever it is, do it.
“Something that you’ve longed for but never got. Something
that will bring pain but ultimately pleasure. Are you ready?”
Fuck, yes.
His open palm slapping her outer thigh tugged a gasp from
her and she bucked in shocked surprise. He struck her again, same place, same
strength, and the burn on her skin throbbed along with her pulsating clit. Her
nipples hardened. She needed his tongue swirling over them, his teeth nipping,
pulling, his hand smacking her skin at the same time, but she couldn’t utter a
word. Her mind spun and her breathing quickened. Dan slapped her—one, two,
three—and she cried out, the combined sensations of her stinging thigh, taut
nipples and throbbing cunt too much to bear.
Suck my nipples. Please, suck and slap and touch and
tease and fuck…
The bed dipped and Dan settled between her legs, his body
heat warming her inner thighs. His breathing filled her ears and the scent of
him swam all around her. She tugged at the wrist restraints, the need to touch
him fierce, and contemplated slipping her hands from the loops and drawing him
down to cover her body.
One finger entered her and she gasped. He withdrew and
circled her clit, fingertip gliding over the throbbing nub, her folds wet and
ready for his cock. She tilted her hips, pushing her mound closer, needing him
to rub harder, faster. A finger and thumb tweaked at one nipple, the contact
taking her by surprise. She arched her back and bit her lip, the combined
touches bringing on the burn of an orgasm. Dan pulled her nipple in a
succession of tugs that made her ache for him to do the same to the other—or
free her hand so she could do it herself. The temptation prodded, insistent,
and she drew in a sharp breath to push it away. It remained, a whispering voice
that wouldn’t stop, and she released a snarl at the same time as one wrist,
fondling her other nipple with the same strokes as Dan.
He hissed between his teeth and upped the pace on her clit.
She imagined him watching her, aroused by her lack of restraint, by the
knowledge that what he was doing proved too much for her to remain bound. The
heat of his gaze roamed over her—she could feel it on her blindfolded eyes, her
sweat-slicked skin, her seeping cunt—and her clit burned. Bliss surged,
radiating throughout her folds, a great wave of pleasure that threatened to