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I bent to kiss her forehead, my voice surprisingly thick. “Not going anywhere, baby.”
As I pulled the sheet up around her shoulders, I decided crawling in with her to get some rest myself was far better than jerking off in the bathroom. Quickly, I stripped down to my boxers and got under the covers beside her. She made a noise in her throat and wrapped herself around me vine-style, instantly settling again with her cold nose pressed against my neck.
Her favorite place to be just recently. She was all about being the tiniest big spoon ever.
Smiling, I shut my eyes and willed my dick to simmer the hell down.
And woke cuffed to my own bed.
I opened one eye, sure I had to still be dreaming. Nope, Vanessa was really naked and straddling me, and one of my wrists was cuffed to the headboard. That said cuff was fuzzy and pink just added to the surreal aspect.
“About time you join the party. Though it was so sweet of you to let me sleep. Sorry, just blinked out.” She leaned over me, her small, pale breasts dangling close to my face and jerking me fully awake. “But I’m awake now.” She nipped my scruffy chin before dragging her short nails down my torso.
“So I feel.”
She rubbed her wet pussy against my clenched upper thigh before trailing her fingers down her belly to sample the goods. She painted my lips with her wet fingertip, making me groan long and low. The taste of her made me jolt involuntarily against the cuff, but I had to say, it was as comfortable as the packaging had claimed.
“You’re cute in fuzzy pink.”
“That was meant for you, not me.”
“Aww, you bought your sex cuffs for me? That’s lovely.”
“Contrary to popular belief, I don’t cuff every woman I meet.”
“Probably a good thing, or else you’d end up on Asher’s true crime podcast.” She dipped her fingertips inside herself again, circling playfully while she cocked her head. “Gotta say, you’re far more handsome than the usual psychopath.”
“There’s a compliment I haven’t gotten before. Yet you’re the one who cuffed me before I could even use the bathroom, so who’s the psychopath?”
Laughing softly, she leaned forward to grip my hard length and darted her tongue over the dark red tip, already dotted with pre-cum. “Don’t want to waste another one of these after last night.”
She didn’t give me time to answer before sucking me down.
Like everything else Van did, she wasn’t tentative. She didn’t explore me gently, just went for the gold from the first moment. Her rosy lips spread wide around my girth as she slid down my shaft, taking more of me than should’ve been possible considering every other part of her was small.
Then again, she was clearly an overachiever.
She circled the base of me with her short, purple nails, using just enough pain to drag me back every time I neared too close to the finish line. Her cheeks hollowed and wetness smeared my cock as she bobbed her head and made me strain against the cuff.
With my other hand, I brushed her wild hair back from her face. I needed to see every moment of this.
I wanted to remember every second.
She turned her to head to kiss my fingers and my pulse rate kicked up. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Her blue eyes lasered on mine as she returned her mouth to my length, sucking even harder than before as she cupped my balls in her soft grip. Then not so soft as she drew even harder on my erection, clearly testing my boundaries.
And pushing me past them as her pinky teased me lower and lower while her eyes sparkled devilishly and she tempted me to thrust into her throat. Even fisting the sheet with my free hand wasn’t enough to keep my hips from rising, my cock seeking her warm, tight throat without my conscious thought. Once, twice, and her eyes watered, the blue turning glassy.
She doubled down and went even farther, daring me to resist. Knowing it would take all of my strength to try to hold on.
But she didn’t realize just how badly I wanted to come inside her. From the first night, I’d been obsessed with just that.
I laced my fingers into her thick hair and yanked her off me, absorbing her whine of protest with pride. She actually wanted me to come in her mouth. She always did, the sexy wench. Something about making me lose control was obviously her catnip.
But this time, she’d be at my mercy, regardless of who was cuffed.
“Get up here,” I murmured.
