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As I finished speaking, she let out a delicate little moan. She was needy already, hungry for me, and I had kept us both waiting a very long time already.
Gently I eased her backward toward the bed, kissing her neck as I did. She let me guide her, submitting to me in yet another way. She smelled and tasted heavenly, her skin soft and supple beneath my lips and hands.
I roamed her body again, slowly removing her clothing as I did. She was heavenly and once again trusting me with her body. Although we had come away from home for a few days, I’d packed a few things to help, and I knew what she had as well, thanks to helping her earlier that day.
With an amused grin, I went over to her case and pulled out the silk scarf that Henry had bought for her. She didn’t know that I had been the one to suggest it. It was the perfect softnessbut strong enough that I could tie her hands and keep them out of the way above her head.
She didn’t resist as I did so, trusting me with taking control. As I went back to exploring her body with my hands and lips, working my way down her torso, I hardened even more. I didn’t have as much patience tonight. I’d been teasing us both all evening with the knowledge of my toy inside her and I was eager to relieve that frustration for both of us.
I ran kisses across her breasts, stopping to lick and suck on each nipple. She tasted heavenly and her little gasps as I barraged her mind with sensation only made me want her even more. Her body responded to my touch, quivering and brushing up against me as she bucked her hips.
Although I wanted to tease her some more and enjoy denying her, I didn’t want to push her too far. She’s already embraced something new for me, and now, I wanted to reward her.
CHAPTER SEVENTY
Kit
After being tense and then frustrated most of the day, it was heaven to be laid back, tied up, touched and explored, and then feel the sweet touch of a man who knew exactly what he was doing.
I wasn’t blindfolded this time, able to see him, but I still closed my eyes as his kisses trailed lower and lower. He settled himself between my legs, gripping my thighs and parting them until I was exposed before him.
I expected him to finally remove the Ben Wa balls from inside me, and I tensed slightly, but he didn’t. Instead his tongue continued to explore, finding my sensitive nub and teasing it. I moaned as he continued, flicking at it and building the sensations inside me.
It was all I could do not to wriggle and writhe beneath him, the intensity both amazing and everything I wanted and too much so I wanted to pull away. His arms kept me in place, trapped, barely even able to buck my hips.
As he grew more firm, driving me wild, he also inserted a finger into me and rubbed the balls around. The extra sensation soon tipped me over the edge, an orgasm tearing through me sointense that I groaned and gripped the pillow above my head, the pillow all I could reach while I was restrained like this.
I expected him to stop, to devour me, or take me as he wished, my mind high on the release he’d already given me, but he didn’t. Slowly he let me slide down again, but his tongue kept flicking out and keeping me from being able to cool entirely. At the same time, he kept moving his finger at a slower pace.
“I think you’ve been such a good girl for me today, sweets, that you should have another orgasm, don’t you?”
I couldn’t respond with words as he slowly stoked the fire again. It was even more intense than before, but he continued to play with me, teasing with each change of pace. He increased the speed and intensity, his fingers and mouth working together, but every time I drew close to oblivion he would slow again, sometimes even pausing briefly.
My body reacted to every change, hungry for more and the need for release growing in me until I was a mewling wreck tugging at the bonds on my wrists and struggling to get him to finish me. He didn’t stop, relentless in every way, keeping me on a knife edge.
When he stopped again, merely blowing across my swollen clit, I whimpered in frustration.
“Had enough, sweets?” he asked.
“Yes,” I managed to get out, eager for him to stop one way or another. To give me release or at least let me calm my body more slowly.
“Do you want me to finish it?” His voice was deep and soft, his body still in position to continue.
“Mm-hmm. Please...”
I heard him chuckle, each word I spoke seeming like a massive effort of concentration and will power. I was entirely at his mercy and I wasn’t sure he was going to have any for me.
Slowly, his finger began to move again, rubbing the balls against my G-spot and beginning the climb once more.
“Cum for me, sweets. I want you to give all of it to me.” As soon as he’d finished speaking, he returned to my clit, stroking it with his tongue and making me shudder.
After being frustrated for so long I was soon tipping into another orgasm, each wave tearing a moan from me and ripping through my whole body. I shuddered and writhed as he still didn’t stop. He overloaded my senses, only slowing as I began to come down.
Gently he withdrew from me, pulling his toy out along with his fingers, and then he was beside me, wrapping his arms around my torso and pulling me in close.
I shivered up against him—not cold, but still overwhelmed.
“You were perfect, sweets,” he whispered.
