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“Oh baby, you and I are going to have so much fun.”
Seb
I had to be the luckiest bastard in the world. Not only did I have the sexiest woman I'd ever seen in my bed, but she was my perfect complement. Hands above her head, bound together with my tie, breasts exposed and trussed up by her own bra, and only a tiny scrap of black lace between me and her pussy, Kylie was my ultimate wet dream.
Her body was a work of art. But not one of those fussy, snobby paintings. More real. She was meant to be touched, played with, roughed up and used. Not kept on a shelf behind glass. All those sleek muscles and pale skin were the perfect complement to her swollen lips and her raw, red nipples.
I dared to hope Kylie was into the same kind of shit as me, not that it mattered. The woman was so damn hot I would have gladly fucked her even if she said hell no to being tied up. But she didn't say no. She said yes. Then she climaxed just from having her nipples abused. That’s when I knew I was in trouble. Kylie could easily become an addiction. A complication. One I didn't need.
You have a hot, kinky, half-naked woman in your bed panting for you to fuck her, you idiot. Worry about all that other shit later.
A light sheen of sweat glistened on Kylie’s chest and her breaths were hard and fast as she came down from her orgasm.
“Fuuuck. That’s so hot,” I said as I trailed my fingertips down her arms. She wiggled and goose bumps broke out on her skin.
“That tickles.”
I shifted and flexed my abs, pleased when her gaze lasered in on them. “And you don't want to be tickled, do you?” I didn’t give her time to answer. “No, you don’t. You want something a little harsher.” Already flushed from coming, Kylie’s cheeks grew even redder. She glanced away, unable to look at me. I grabbed her chin and tugged until she had no other choice. “You do, don't you? You want me to hurt you.” I waited, but she said nothing. Impatient, I huffed. “I need you to tell me, Kylie, otherwise I won’t do it. I have to be sure you want it.”
Lips parted and eyes clouded with lust, Kylie nodded.
“Say it. Out loud.”
She squirmed, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I want that. I want you to…” She swallowed. “To hurt me, just a little.”
A little. A lot. I didn’t care and neither did my neglected cock, which throbbed at her admission. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to get some friction on it or I’d go insane. I shifted until I lay completely on top of her, our bodies pressed together from chest to toes. In what must be a nervous gesture, she licked those thick, cock-sucking lips again. If only she knew how every tim
e she did it, a ripple of lust shot directly to my groin. I crashed my mouth down on hers for a hot, wet kiss, then licked and bit my way down her neck and throat. Her skin tasted salty, yet divine, the scent and flavor utterly feminine and frighteningly addictive. I gave each of her nipples a quick suck followed by a vicious bite. Kylie cried with pleasure and her back bowed off the bed.
I wanted to linger on her breasts. See if I could make her come again by sucking and biting them, but I had a bigger goal in mind, and refused to be sidetracked. Kissing along her abdomen, I paused to lap at her belly button.
Kylie bucked and thrashed, and not in a good way. Her breath caught as she squealed, “Stop it.”
I grinned against her skin. “You're ticklish here too?”
Kylie sounded wrecked, her voice pure sex. “Y-yes. And I don't…ahhhhh, like it.”
I stopped what I was doing and met her gaze. Christ, Kylie had no fucking clue how stunning she looked, especially writhing at the receiving end of my tongue. Her pupils were blown and she had her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
“I didn’t think so,” I said. “You prefer the bite of pain.”
She surprised me by admitting it without hesitating. “Yes.”
Fuck, I had to have more. Needed to know everything Kylie liked, everything she craved, fulfill her darkest desires, leave no inch of skin unexplored. Make her scream until she was hoarse then make her beg until she cried for more. Then, when she was tapped out emotionally and physically, I wanted to start all over again.
I moved lower, my mouth hovering over her lace-clad pussy.
“Pleasure before pain,” I said with a smile.
“Oh god,” she whispered. Unable to stay still, Kylie wiggled her hips.
“Don’t move.”
She stilled, but I could tell she struggled to comply. Going by her heavy panting, Kylie really wanted what I was offering, which made me smile. I gripped either side of her hips and pressed them into the mattress, then exhaled over the damp fabric.
“Ohmygod. Seb… I need…” I breathed out again and Kylie threw her head back and let out a long, raspy moan that made my dick throb. “Ahhhh, I need more.”
Fuck, I couldn’t wait to taste her. I yanked the scrap of lace to the side, then stuck out my tongue and licked a wide stripe along her slit. Fuuuck. My eyes rolled back in my head. Everything else about Kylie was perfect. Why would she taste anything but delicious?
