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“D-don’t stop.”
Kylie pushed her bound hands against the back of my head. Without moving my face away from her pussy, because no way was I going to move from my new favorite place, I used one hand to grab her wrists and put them back over her head.
“I’ll give you more. Be patient.” She groaned, but didn't say another word. I pushed her wrists into the mattress and growled, “Stay.”
I smiled and released her arms, pleased when she didn’t try to move them. With both hands, I grabbed the thin lace straps on either side of her hips. Taking my directive to stay still to heart, Kylie didn't lift her hips to help as I removed the tiny thong. Her compliance made my dick throb. Again, she was fucking perfect.
Except for the bra trapped under her breasts, I had Kylie completely naked and exposed.
“Calisse de crisse de tabarnak d'ostie de ciboire de testament. You are so damn hot. Better than I imagined.”
She was a natural blonde, of that I had no doubt. The trimmed strip of hair above her shaved pussy was only a shade or two darker than the golden waves on her head. With a hand on her thighs, I spread her wide. The pink flesh glistened with her arousal. Normally, I prided myself on my control. With Kylie, I wasn’t sure I could remember the meaning of the word. She smashed my composure like a sledgehammer. I couldn't wait any longer.
Time for the teasing to end, more for my own sanity than hers. I dove in and ate her out like my life depended on it. Kylie gasped and again, placed her bound hands on the back of my head. I stopped and she wailed.
“No!”
“Keep your hands up,” I ordered, more force in the command than before. Kylie’s entire body shuddered. Merde, she loved it when I told her what to do. It was fucking stunning. My cock hurt so bad I actually started to hump the mattress.
Once her hands were where they belonged, I got back to work and ran the flat of my tongue up the length of her pussy. She tasted divine, sweet like honey. The knowledge that I was tainting all that sweetness made the act even hotter. I licked all around, slicking her pussy lips and flicking her clit on each pass. Kylie moaned and whimpered as she tried to break the grip I had on her hips so she could arch against my face, but I held tight.
Her quiet whimper of frustration was such a fucking turn on, I slid my tongue lower and thrust it into her pussy. That, combined with the slow circles I drew on her clit with my thumb, and minutes later, her body tensed and she screamed my name. I tongue-fucked her through her climax and watched her face. Kylie’s jaw was clenched tight and the tendons of her neck taut as I wrung every last bit of pleasure from her body. When she collapsed, limbs loose and muscles limp, I climbed to my knees and grabbed the condom I snuck out of my pocket and stashed under the pillow while Kylie undressed.
I made quick work of rolling it down my rock-hard cock. I was so wound up, I jerked at the touch of my own hand. Fuck, if I wasn’t careful, I’d blow the second I entered her tight little hole. Kylie stared up at me through hooded lids. What a fucking sight she made, hands bound, sweat at her collarbones, her entire body flushed pink with arousal. I grabbed her wrists with one hand and with the other, positioned my cock at her opening. I gave her one last questioning look, silently asking permission to proceed. When she sucked that swollen lip between her teeth and nodded, I wasted no time. In one hard thrust, I bottomed out inside her hot, wet channel.
“Saint ciboire aux deux étages, your pussy is fucking amazing,” I said through clenched teeth. The Québécois came out instinctually, as it tended to do when my mind was busy being blown apart. Eyes closed, I held perfectly still, every muscle clenched, until the urge to explode passed.
“Fuck me, Sebastien, come on.” Kylie jiggled her hips, making my balls pull tight.
Jesus fuck. Hearing my name on her lips almost tore the climax right from me.
“Bout de crisse.” I shot Kylie a glare and in my deepest, most threatening voice, said, “You don’t give the orders around here, I do. Got it?”
Her pussy clenched around my dick and I let out a strangled shout. Clearly, I had her pegged. She fucking loved being bossed around.
Kylie was going to be the death of me. I’d be lucky if I lasted three minutes. I shoved one of her legs up and hooked her calf on my shoulder. One hand wrapped around her thigh, the other clamped around her wrists—probably hard enough to leave bruises and didn’t that thought make me impossibly harder—I began to pump in and out, long, slow, agonizing strokes.
“Oh god,” she moaned. “Yessss. So good.”
Yeah, it was so good. Fucking fantastic, actually. Maybe the best I’d ever had, and I hadn’t even climaxed yet. I fucked her harder and she took everything I had to give and more. Kylie’s entire body jostled on the bed with each thrust, the smack of our skin adding to the erotic symphony of sounds. Her cries and pleading words, my grunts and groans, all it needed was…
I knew I was muttering in French, but the glazed look in Kylie’s eyes let me know she didn’t mind. In fact, it turned her on.
I released Kylie’s wrists and warned her, “Don’t move them.” Shit. Another tight, rippling pulse of her pussy fisted my cock.
With one hand, I grabbed her face and squeezed Kylie’s cheeks, hard enough to get her attention. Her eyes widened and I swear I felt her pulse around my cock as it kicked up a notch.
“I’m going to spank you. You want it?” I let go of her face and she licked her lips. Her pupils blew out and her eyes went dark. She nodded. “You don’t like to admit what you like, do you?” I raised a brow and pulled my hips back, then plowed into her pussy, hard. “Don’t like admitting what a deviant you are. Well, don’t worry.” I continued to punctuate each word with sharp jabs of my cock until I Kylie was wailing non-stop. When she neared the edge, I stopped and leaned over until my lips brushed her ear to whisper, first in French, then in English, “I’m a deviant, too. I won’t tell anyone your secret, if you don’t tell mine.”
Not waiting for, or expecting, an answer, I straightened my spine and propped the backs of her thighs against my chest and held one of her calves on either side of my head. I knew I was close to the point of no return, so I had to make it count. I pistoned into her hard and fast, drilled her sweet pussy without mercy.
I raised one hand high and held it up so Kylie could see it coming and stop me if need be. She didn’t. My palm landed on her flank with a resounding smack. I did it again, and fuck, Kylie screamed like she was dying from pleasure. Fucking screamed. Her pussy clenched so tight I was almost afraid my dick would get ripped clean off my body. I couldn’t fight the urge to blow, so I didn’t hold back. Two more shallow thrusts and I came on an ear-splitting cry, unleashing jet after jet of spunk into the condom.
Completely and utterly drained, I collapsed on top of Kylie and rolled to the side. As I lay there and caught my breath, after experiencing the best sex of my life, all I could think about was “did she like that” and “when can we do that again?”
And that was fucking scary.
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