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My eyes fall on the tie around my neck. “Anything, you say?” I smirk, taking it off I wrap it around my hands, tugging on it.
Alana looks down at it and back at me. “Anything,” she breathes out. I can see the excitement pool in her eyes. It has been a while since I have tied someone up.
“Where do you want me, sir?” she asks sweetly.
The blood runs straight to my dick at her words, the tone of her voice. “Go to the bed, lie down, and wait for me,” I demand, pointing towards it. She nods eagerly and walks over. I can’t help but watch her walk. The heels add an extra sway to her hips, a confidence that is damn hot. She goes to take them off. “No. Keep them on,” I say firmly.
Alana does what I tell her. She gracefully crawls up on the bed, then lies down on her back, and waits for me.
I remove the remainder of my clothing, with my tie in hand, and head over to stand at the foot of the bed. I take a moment to admire her.
“Hands above your head,” I command, giving her a stern look.
Alana doesn’t hesitate to cater to my command. Once she is in the position, I climb up on the bed. Spreading her legs, I kneel between them. “I can’t wait to have you completely at my mercy.” It is a turn on when she becomes completely undone beneath me, but now, to have the chance to tie her up, it is going to be even more exciting and such a thrill.
I hold her wrists together, wrapping my tie around them and secure her to the post of the headboard, ensuring it is tight enough for her not to pull out of them but not tight enough to hurt her.
I run my hands up her thighs. “This is a view I could get used to.”
Alana whimpers, arching up from the bed. “Please, Ezra, I need you to touch me,” she pleads.
“Patience, sweetheart.” I plan on teasing her and taking my time, revenge for her photos that caused me to have a raging boner at work.
I push the baby doll up to her hips, and with her legs spread, it gives me a great view of her sweet pussy. I brush my fingers over her folds, and she shudders under my touch. I dance them towards her clit, circling it, and she gasps, trying to grind against my fingers.
I pull back, smirking. “Not happening, baby, not so easily.”
She pleads with me with her eyes. “Ezra, please, I need release. I am losing my mind.”
I slap her thigh, and she cries out. “Maybe you should have thought of that before you sent me those photos.”
Alana groans, frustrated. “And I made it up to you. You should play fair.”
I don’t respond but run my hands up her legs, starting from her ankles and ending with squeezing her thighs. I feel the heat radiating from her skin. I dip my head down and kiss her left inner thigh, then sink my teeth in.
“Ezra, I need your damn tongue on my pussy,” she demands.
I stop, glancing up at her to find her staring down at me. “What is the magic word?”
Alana rolls her eyes, not amused with my sarcasm. I raise my brow at her, waiting.
“Fine! Please!” she says defeated.
An excitement stirs through me when she does what I tell her. I will never get tired of her begging for me. It is so damn sexy and my biggest turn on.
“Mmm, good girl,” I rasp and finally give her what she desperately needs.
I bury my face between her thighs, flicking my tongue around her clit and working it downwards over her folds. The taste of her on my tongue makes my cock throb. I love her taste, it is one of my favourite flavours. Alana cries out, arching up.
“Easy, bright eyes, I have only started,” I mumble against her.
She wraps her legs around me, gyrating her hips, burying my face deeper in her pussy. I groan at her scent, holding her thighs and go to town on her. I slip my tongue inside, circling it, then remove it, then running it up and down only to repeat the motion. A tantalizing squeal fills the room, and I push a finger into her, followed by a second, working them into her. She starts rolling her hips, fucking my fingers.
Her walls tighten around my fingers, and her legs begin to shake. “Oh God, yes, I am close.”
I knew it wouldn’t take long. I moan against her body in response, concentrating on what I am doing. Her orgasm dominates her, and the second I feel her juices coating my fingers, I remove them, replacing them with my tongue. I drink her up greedily, ensuring not to miss a drop and rub her clit to ride her through it. I pull back, licking my lips and stare up at her. She is a hot mess, flushed, panting and still shaking.
I smirk, proud of my work, and kiss my way up her body. Alana opens her eyes to look at me, they are dark and glazed. I lick my lips again.
