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“Firefly?” he questions me as he slowly moves towards me reading my deepest desires.
I’m scared, trembling as he comes closer. I want him and that scares me. It’s not normal. This is not normal. I shouldn’t want him, but I do. I…understand him.
I’m taken by his beauty as his thick naked frame lands at the foot of the bed standing between my legs, licking his lips and settling on my sex. The black dress I’ve had on since yesterday is wrinkled and stretched up my thighs, exposing the red lace underwear he laid out for me.
His broad chest is sculpted, with ripples leading all the way to the V between his hips and I can see his thick hard appendage. My body is about to explode but there’s still a piece of me trying to resist this. All the words and thoughts are scrambling through me right now and I need one more confirmation.
“So you’re not the one who wrote the note?” I whisper and he shakes his head, his eyes not moving from my hips.
“And that wasn’t some sick elaborate hoax to get me here…like this…tied up?”
A devilish grin takes over his face, “Oh I’ve had many fantasies of tying you up but none of them like this firefly. If I wanted to tie you up…” he bends over, his fists propping him in between my legs, “you’d be experiencing so much pleasure you’d beg me never to stop.”
He crawls deeper into my valley, blowing gently through the fabric, and my eyes close as my head drops back on the pillow.
“Tell me to stop firefly.”
I lift my head, jaw open, catching my breath.
“Tell me to stop and I will.”
I want to tell him. I need to tell him. My eyes meet his and I bite my lip, making him grin.
His tongue swipes over the lace on my skin and my legs tremble in sheer ecstacy.
“Shhh,” he crawls flat on the bed now, my legs surrounding him.
One of his fingers hooks under the fabric and pulls it aside.
“This is mine.”
My breathing is labored, constricted in anticipation of what’s about to happen. I’ve never done this with anyone and my body is primed and ready. Ready to feel something again. Ready to need something again. Ready to belong.
His tongue swipes up the flesh of my slit in one long slow motion and my thighs naturally widen.
“That’s right firefly, open up for me.”
I hear the fabric rip and jerk my head to see that he’s torn the underwear in pieces and it hangs around my hips, completely exposing my flesh.
His lips move to my thigh and slowly trail up to my mound where he takes his time gently kissing it as well.
My body is writhing, still constricted by the ropes as I succumb to his will and it’s the most erotic thing I could have ever imagined.
His hands move to my sex and pull my folds apart, blowing again and my hips buck.
“Jax” I whisper.
His tongue searches my folds, taking his time, finding the tiny bundle of nerves in the middle and caressing it in circles, until he buries his face in me. His mouth owns me, sucking me, licking me, rocking me as my hips rock with him.
I want more.
“Jax,” I call out again and he comes up for air.
“What is it firefly?”
Our eyes meet, and he knows that I’m ready.
He rises and for a brief moment I’m afraid he’s about to leave. But he doesn’t. Instead, he unties one of my legs and then the other. I watch him move to my arms in haste.
