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“So, I’ve met Pasha, but you have four other sisters, tell me about them,” Jordan said, as he secured Rayma’s hands in the black silk scarves he had. She was spread eagle on his bed, still in her corset, but he’d divested her of her thong and boots. She watched him hungrily like a starved lioness staring at a limping gazelle on the savannah.
“Well, I’m the baby. Pasha is the oldest. It goes Pasha, then two years later Triss who is a speech path in Connecticut. Then with seven years between her and Triss, there is Mieka who is a dancer on the cruise ships. Four years younger than Mieka is Oona who is working in Montreal after just finishing her master’s in psychology at McGill, then there’s me. I’m six years younger than Oona.” She tested the scarf on her right hand, giving it a good tug, and grinned at him. “Not getting out of this.”
“That’s the point,” he said, walking around to the other side of the bed to tie her other wrist.
“What about you? You have an older brother—Big Lassie—what does he do?”
He snorted when she saidBig Lassie. “Aiden is a cop with the RCMP, as well. But he’s just outside of Montreal.”
“Ooh, that’s where Oona is. Maybe we should set them up? Wouldn’t that be fun? Sisters with brothers.”
He made a grunt that she couldn’t decide was in agreement or disapproval of her idea. He made sure her wrist was tight, she gave it a tug and confirmed it with a nod.
Standing at the foot of the bed, he glanced up her body at her. “I put in a quick release on the scarves. If at any time you want me to release them, just say so and all it takes is a tug of that long tail there.” He pointed to the quick-release.
“Okay.”
“You’re sure you want to do this?”
“Lassie, this is who you are. And I happen to like being tied up, spanked, choked, and force-fed cock, so we might be a match made in heaven.”
Smiling, he shook his head when she mentioned being force-fed cock. “You really don’t have a filter, do you?”
She grinned at him. “Do you want me to filter my thoughts or would you like me to tell youexactlywhat I’m thinking right now?”
She had no idea what time it was. She’d shown up on his doorstep at exactly eight o’clock waving her toothbrush at him, eager to be full of cock. She’d picked up the corset last week from the lingerie store and was excited to wear it. It had just the right effect on him, too. His plans went out the window and his composure dissolved.
Then he’d tortured her with that little finger wiggle on her clit until she thought she might pass out in frustration and pleasure. But she turned the tables on him and sucked his dick like she’d been dreaming of doing for many, many fucking weeks, driving him crazy as she did and getting to watch him unravel and lose all composure. It almost made waiting eleven dates to do it worth it. Almost.
He got her back, though, tossing her to the bed and diving in up to his ears between her legs. She was already so wet and so turned on from taking him in her mouth and touching herself as she did that, she came in six seconds after he put his mouth on her. Then she came again, and again. The man knew what he was doing, and it just pissed her off that he’d kept her waiting for such pleasure for eleven fucking dates.
The wait had been worth it though.
Now that they’d both come—her three times, him once—she suggested he do to her what he’d been fantasizing about since they met. She didn’t want to ease into anything with Jordan. It felt like all they’d been doing since they met waseasinginto things. If he liked bondage and spanking and stuff, then she wanted to see it.
He didn’t scare her. He intrigued her.
He was quiet and intense and she never would have expected him to be this closet freak when they met on Christmas. He’d just been so damn polite and, well,quiet.
She could see the ten-man tent in his boxer shorts, along with the darker patch of dark gray on the cotton where precum was leaking. She licked her lips as she shamelessly ogled him. She’d never been this hungry for dick before, but damn did she ever want to take him back into her mouth.
He caught where she was looking and snorted a laugh. “You’re insatiable.”
“Starved is more like it,” she said. “And whose fault is that?”
“Guilty,” he said, crawling up the bed from the end, then kneeling between her spread legs. His gaze roamed her body. “You look so beautiful right now, tied to my bed.”
“You know, you could have just told me to keep my arms above my head, you didn’tneedto tie me up.”
“Yeah, ‘cause being told what to do workedsowell last time.” He rolled his eyes and slid down onto his belly, shouldering her thighs apart before bringing his mouth to her pussy and sweeping the flat of his tongue up between her folds from perineum to clit.
She trembled and tugged at her restraints. Around and around his tongue swirled before he finally pushed two fingers into her channel and began to pump. She bucked up into his face, overwhelmed with how good it felt to finally have a part of him inside her.
When he ate her pussy earlier, he’d focused on her clit. He got her off three times just doing that, but she’d been eager to feel him inside her, for him to find her G-spot and make her whole body shake.
Well, he was doing that. Those two fingers curled up and pressed. Her back bowed and her chest pressed up toward the ceiling. “Dear God.”
He kept at it, pressing and crooking, licking and sucking. Her hips twisted and bucked and just when she thought she was going to tip over the edge and come a fourth time, he hitched her legs back over his shoulders like he had before and shoved his tongue lower, rimming her tight hole.
