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Chapter eighteen
Kasey
DonovanandIleave the private room in a hurry. My man wants us out of here and home as fast as possible. Can’t say I blame him. He tried to pay the tab, but his brother has covered us for the night. He grabs my hand as we head for the car. I’m laughing as I trail behind him.
“Slow down there, turbo, I am in heels, you know.”
He stops and turns to me, taking my face in his hands and kissing me fiercely.
“Sorry, baby. I need you home and tied to my bed. Now.” He gives me another kiss, grabs my hand, and leads me to his car.
We get back to his apartment and apparently, I’m still not moving fast enough. He picks me up and carries me bridal style up the stairs to his bedroom. I’m laughing and kissing his neck, just as excited about this night as he is. Donovan sets me down, unbuttoning his shirt as he walks into his closet, coming out half-naked with three silk ties. He stalks toward me as I sit down at the foot of his bed and start to unbuckle my shoes.
“Leave them. That’s one of my fantasies.”
Well, okay then. I cross my legs as he nears me, unbuckling his belt when he’s close enough. He has a devious smile on his face, which turns me on even more. Like he has a little secret he can’t wait to share with me. He pulls his long erection out of his pants and touches the head to my lips.
“Lick,” he commands. He’s never been so demanding in his tone. I have to say I like it. A lot.
I circle his crown with my tongue as he holds himself in front of my mouth. His eyes darken as he breathes in heavily through his nose.
“Good girl.” He caresses the side of my face and I’m beyond turned on with the praise he gives and the intensity of him right now. This is unlike the times before. His barely restrained ferocity is adding a whole extra dimension to this moment.
“Stand for me, Kasey.”
I do as he says. He runs his hands down my body to the bottom of my dress and whips it off me, so I’m left in only my bra and heels. My panties disappeared somewhere earlier tonight. He gazes at me appreciatively before kissing me as he unclasps my bra and lets it fall to the floor.
“You are perfect. Do you know that? The perfect girl who will do whatever I ask because she knows I can bring her the exquisite pleasure she’s always craved. Isn’t that right, baby?” He moves himself behind me and kisses me behind my ear as he splays his hand over my stomach, gently grazing my skin, from my pussy to between my breasts over and over again. His touch is torture and amazing all at once.
“I know whatever you ask me to do will feel so good. Why would I ever deny you that? I trust you.” I turn my head and kiss him, biting his lip just a tad.
“Naughty girl,” he says as he licks my lip. I giggle as he gently pushes me onto the bed and takes his pants off.
“Scoot up the bed, sweetheart.” When my head is resting on his pillow, he takes one tie and gently ties it around my eyes so I can’t see a damn thing.
“Now you won’t know where I am and what I’m going to do to you. Do you still trust me?”
“Yes.” I hiss. “Always.”
I feel the other two ties stoke up and down my torso, around my breasts and through my middle. I’m beginning to squirm from the light contact, needing more.
“Please, Donovan,” I beg.
“Please what, baby,” he teases. Bastard.
“I need more. Stop teasing me.” I feel him get off the bed and I can’t see or hear anything for a few moments. Then I hear him opening and closing a drawer on his nightstand. What does he have planned for me? I hear him walk to the head of the bed and wrap one wrist around his tie and connect it to a slat in his headboard. Then I hear him walk around to the other side and do the same thing to my other wrist. Now we’re talking.
“Too tight, baby?”
“Perfect,” I whisper. He spreads my legs and I feel him kneel between my thighs. Suddenly, he licks and sucks a nipple deep into his mouth. Not being able to see him as he touches me only heightens the sensations when he makes contact. He blows on my nipple, making it even harder. I feel him sit back up before he’s trailing something over my wet nipple. A feather maybe? It’s so soft as it leaves a trail of goose bumps everywhere it touches.
“You are stunning like this, Kasey. So open and willing to let me do whatever I want to your delicious body.” The reverence and amazement I hear in his voice make my heart flutter with excitement. He kisses me then, and I feel the emotion he’s putting into the kiss, like he’s trying to impart something to me. I know because I feel it too.
He sets the feather somewhere and begins laying open-mouthed kisses all over my body. They’re hot, wet, and delicious. I can’t see where he’s going as he’s teasing me, kissing down to my pelvic bone, then blowing over my center but not touching me there while he kisses back up my body.
“Fuck, Donovan. I need you to touch me.”
He chuckles. “I am, baby. Is there somewhere you need me?” I can’t see the smile on his face, but I certainly hear it in his voice. I’m pulling on the restraints, ready to shove his head where I want it.
“Ah, ah, ah, Kasey. I have you tied up, so I’m in control. Tell me. Where do you want me to touch you?”
“My pussy, Donovan. I want your tongue and fingers in me so I can come. Make me come, please.” I’m begging him without a care of how I sound. The need I have for him is so intense in this moment. My body is on fire and ready to explode with pleasure. Waiting for him to give it to me is absolute torture.
He growls just as I hear something start to vibrate. What is that? I only have a second to wonder until I feel it directly on my clit. I nearly jump off the bed from the sensation. I’ve used toys on myself before but never with anyone else. Holy shit, what a difference. I’m moaning and rolling my hips, looking for I don’t know what, when he kisses me hard on the mouth.
“How’s that?”
“Fuck yes, that feels so good,” I moan. He’s rubbing the toy over my clit, and my hips cannot stay still. I feel myself dripping onto his sheets, but I am not sorry about it at all. The toy and excitement of doing this with him have me so turned on. I’m lost to the pleasure.
