Brooke’s lips parted as she gasped. She looked like a beautiful, bound captive, and I never thought that would happen.
“I promise you,mi princesa,” I whispered, my teeth grazing the shell of her ear. “I’ll never hurt you, but I will give you every bit of pleasure you so desperately crave. And when I’m done, you’ll understand what it means to truly be my princess.”
With my hands trailing along her skin, I softly teased her sensitive areas, heightening the anticipation that was now evident in her eyes. She was breathing heavily, her body shuddering from the mixture of anxiety and excitement that filled her.
I hovered over her, laying my lips on her cheek and kissing my way to her mouth. “Now that you’re so exposed and helpless, you can no longer escape my advances. Your body is mine to tease, to touch, and to explore. You will submit to my every whim, and you’ll learn that I am indeed aman of honor and love, capable of giving you pleasure beyond anything you’ve ever experienced.”
God, this soundedsounlike me… in fact, this whole thing was so unlikeus. But it was also exciting in a way.
As I started to kiss her neck, her moans filled the room. She was trying to fight her aching need, but it was becoming more apparent that she was losing the battle. The longing in her eyes was now uncontrollable, and her breaths were coming faster and heavier.
I continued to tease her, running my fingers through her hair, kissing her neck, and trailing my tongue along her collarbones. Each touch sent shivers down her spine, and she was growing more and more desperate for my touch.
Sometimes, she’d try to pull on the scarves, try to reach out and lay her hands on my body, then she’d sigh or whimper when she realized she couldn’t.
“Please, Reece,” she begged, impatient. “Please, touch me. I need you so bad.”
I smiled, feeling a rush of satisfaction from her plea. “You said I need lessons in chivalry,mi princesa,” I whispered into her ear. “But I think you’re very mistaken.Youare the one in need of lessons, so I’m giving you one.”
With that, I positioned myself between her legs, my erection harder than ever. I rubbed my covered dick against her pussy, feeling her wetness slowly coating the front of my boxers.
She could moan, cry out, and plead all she wanted. We were going to do this at my pace, and she was going to thank me for it.
Before I was getting my dick anywhere near inside of her, I needed to get my mouth on her perfectly perky tits, suck on her nipples, and play with them as I pleased.
“Is this what you want, Brooke? To be my prisoner?” Iasked, my voice rough. She moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as I trailed my fingers over her body, teasing her nipples before pinching them hard.
She couldn’t answer, too busy enjoying my every touch. All she could do was buck her hips involuntarily against me, arch her back, and push her tits right into my face.
Her breasts were absolutely exquisite, and they felt like plush pillows under my hands, so soft yet firm enough to push back against my touch. I could feel her heart beating, see the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the slight flush of her skin, and the fluttering of her eyelashes as she closed her eyes.
As my hands grazed over her breasts, I couldn’t help but groan at the softness of her skin. It was like velvet. And when I cupped her breasts in my hands, I could feel their warmth against my fingers. Her nipples were firm and responsive.
I lowered myself to her chest, eyes drawn to the soft curves and delicate skin. My tongue traced a path over her left nipple, lingering on the sensitive bud before giving it a gentle bite. The taste of her skin was sweet, like honey on a summer day.
“Then let me show you,” I rasped, and closed my lips over her hard, strained nipple.
She cried out, her body learning a harsh, shocking lesson as I bit down on her nipple once more, her breasts jiggling beneath my lips. I then switched, sucking gently on the other one, teasing it with my teeth until I felt her arch against me.
It was an exhilarating experience, the taste of her skin against my lips, the sound of her breaths growing more ragged with each passing moment.
I couldn’t help but smile as I continued to play with her body, knowing this wasn’t even the best part yet.
As I continued to play with her tits, I could feel her bodymelting against my own, her muscles relaxing as my fingertips grazed her silky skin.
I couldn’t resist the urge to explore her further, even if it had been engraved into my brain a long time ago, and I slid my hands down, grazing her sides and trailing down to the delicate skin of her inner thighs. It made my cock twitch in anticipation, ready to plunge into her drenched, pink pussy.
But I needed to taste her first, let my tongue run over her pussy, tease her clit until she was screaming my name so loud the neighbors would complain.
Her hips bucked, her body seemingly alive with need as I kissed down her stomach, beneath her navel, to her smooth cunt.
I spread her legs wider, my thumbs rubbing against the outsides of her labia, teasing her swollen clit with the tips of my fingers. Her breath hitched, and her body tensed as I traced a path to her entrance.
“Are you ready to let me teach you, Brooke?” I asked, looking up at her.
She moaned, her eyes opening to meet mine. There was an intensity in her gaze that I had never seen before. For whatever reason, it made my heart skip a beat.
She looked so sexy when she was losing her mind, and her being naked and at my mercy certainly didn’t make her look any less hot. Perhaps this was more torture for me than it was for her.
