Page 39 of Malibu Heat


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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

ACOUPLE OF HOURS LATER, when Jerry walked in the house, he found his wife in the bedroom, posed seductively on the bed, wearing a sultry black and red corset.

He grinned.

She wasn’t the only one with a surprise.

“You look stunning,” he murmured, walking slowly towards her, then leaning over her, he pressed his lips against her ear and whispered, “Close your eyes.”

He heard her quick intake of breath.

It stirred his stiffening cock.

Retrieving a blindfold from his pocket and quickly slipping it into place, his lips curled into a devilish grin.

“I won’t be long,” he promised softly, shifting her to lie her back. “Wait here like a good girl, and no touching yourself.”

Straightening up, he paused for a moment to gaze at the delectable sight, then hurried into the bathroom for a quick shower. Hastily drying off, he returned to the room, opened his briefcase, and lifted out his second unexpected gift. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he tickled a feather against her clit. It had been designed to offer a tantalizing tease. Her pussy already glistened with need, and he touched his finger to her entrance. As she wriggled and whimpered, he slapped her thigh.

“Stay still,” he ordered, nestling the feather between her pussy lips with the sharp tip touching her swollen, sensitive nub. “If you move and dislodge this...”

His voice trailed off, but the unspoken threat of punishment hung in the air.

Taking a step toward the head of the bed, he slipped his hands inside the cups of the corset and squeezed her breasts. His cock was now a rigid rod, but he kneaded her plump flesh and tweaked her nipples for endless minutes. Though she moaned loudly, she didn’t move.

Taking hold of the feather, and recalling the instructions it came with, he twirled it around her clit.

“Jerry... Jerry...oh...what is that?” she gasped. “I’ve never felt...ooh...”

As he continued the tantalizing torture, he dove his lips down on hers, consuming her mouth with fervent passion, then quickly pulled the feather away and thrust two fingers into her wet, hungry channel.

“God, I’m so hot. Please take me, Jerry. Please, I want you so much.”

Wordlessly climbing on the bed, he rubbed his hardness against her pussy, then gripped her knees, moved them up to her shoulders, and plunged his himself inside her. She cried out as he began to pump, and quickly moved her hand into her sex. He knew she was craving the intense masturbation after the cruel, sweet torture of the tickling feather. Slowing his pace, he lowered his lips to her neck, sucking in her skin until she was whimpering and wriggling beneath him, then accelerated, pounding her sex with slow, strong strokes. The minutes ticked by, her heavy breathing turned to gasps.

She was on the brink.

As her body grew taut, he felt her walls pulse against his cock, and he watched, mesmerized, as she arched her back, then suddenly wailed as the seizure took hold.

Abruptly hurtled him into his release, he groaned loudly as he exploded inside her, the spasms shuddering through him one after another, until they subsided, then stopped, and his member slipped out. Still trying to catch his breath, he released her knees and removed her blindfold, then fell on his back beside her. As she curled against him, he managed to raise his arm and place it around her shoulders.

“God, Jerry,” she mumbled breathlessly, “where have you been all my life?”

“I have no idea, but I’m glad I finally showed up.”

*. * *

Tia had never felt so alive, but she was also exhausted, and she needed to take off the corset.

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