“You do look ravishing when you’re disheveled, princess.”
My plump beauty smiles, her cheeks becoming rosy with a blush of humility.“Thank you,” she says.“That wassoincredibly intense.”
“The pleasure was all mine,” I growl, bending down to seize her chin and steal a kiss.“Now tell me, Miss Sweet Romance, are you on the pill?”
“I’m not,” she breathes, concern painting her features.“I haven’t even dated in...”
“Shh,” I say with a self-satisfied smile as I press a finger to her lips, delicious possibilities flashing through my mind.“Then we’re going to play Russian Roulette with your pussy—winner takes all.”The thought of knocking up this buxom beauty thrills me in a way I’ve never contemplated before.She’s young, gorgeous, and melts like putty in my hands, not to mention she’d probably make an amazing mother with that sweet streak of hers.
I move down the bed and untie the shimmering, glittering tinsel from her ankles and smile.“All right, beautiful.On your back, now.”
Belinda, still bound at the wrists by the twinkling fairy lights, rolls over as commanded, raising her arms as high above her head as she can so as not to pull on the electric cord plugging her into the wall.
“Are you ready for what comes next, baby?”I ask, dropping the tinsel on the floor with a smirk.
My thick-thighed goddess’s gaze wavers and she bites her lower lip, but she nods enthusiastically.
“Then stay there, beautiful, and stick those pretty legs up in the air for me.”Belinda complies, and I get up between her legs with the empty wine bottle in hand.“Now, close your eyes and relax, princess.You’re going to haveboththese holes filled.”
Belinda takes a noticeably deep breath and closes her eyes, her bountiful breasts jiggling with each shuddering breath thereafter.“Yes, Max,” she answers.
I have no way of knowing what’s running through her mind, but I know as anxious as she may feel, she’s equally as excited.The lips of her bare pussy gleam with her slick desire, and as I lower my face to get nice and personal with her ass, I can smell her sweet musk.I clamber off the mattress momentarily to snatch up the pint from the bedside table before returning.“You know what this pussy needs, princess?”
My pretty plaything shakes her head, her brow creased in confusion.
“It needs ice cream,” I drawl with a devious grin.
Chapter Five
Belinda
My breath hitches in my throat as I feel the first shock of creamy, cold ice cream slapped on my bare pussy.A shriek of shock rips from my throat and I gasp, my eyes wide as I meet Max’s seductive gaze.
“Don’t you dare move a muscle, baby,” he warns, his tone bordering on a growl.
I grind my ass into the bed, purse my lips, and whimper.“But it’ssocold!”I protest.
