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“You’ve got the prettiest little pussy ever made, that’s what.”
And suddenly, he moves right in. His mouth covers my pussy, and I moan when his tongue slips up my seam. He drags it up and down, and I gasp in pleasure. He centers on my clit and tongues it back and forth, and I almost come in seconds. But he pulls away, growling like an animal. He looks up at me, his lips and chin wet with me. I blush, but I forget my embarrassment when he licks his lips clean eagerly.
“So fucking sweet,” he says darkly. “Like fucking candy.”
He moves back between my legs, and his mouth finds my pussy again. He licks me up and down, dragging his tongue slowly. He centers on my clit, and I gasp in pleasure. He slips it lower over my lips. Then he goes even lower until his tongue slips over my asshole. I bolt off the bed, but he roughly pins me back down. The restraint makes me ache for more. I can feel my wrists straining against the rope, and it thrills me. I feel the power in his hands pinning me to the bed, and I lose all control.
He sucks on my clit hard, and I can’t stand another second. I cry out, and my orgasm hits me like a truck. My hips grind shamelessly against Max’s mouth as I come hard against his tongue. I don’t even realize I’m screaming in pleasure until my ears ring.
Max strokes my lips once more with his tongue. Then he pulls away and stands next to the bed. His eyes hold me captive, sweeping over my mostly naked self, tied to his bed.
“Dirty girl,” He growls. He leans over me and kisses me hard. I can taste myself on his tongue, but I find I like it. “You like it when I tie you down and take what I want, don’t you?” I nod. His hand snakes behind me and undoes my bra. He slides it around, and his fingers find a hard nipple. He pinches it, and I gasp in pleasure.
“Don’t you?” he growls.
“Yes!” I gasp. And it’s the truth. What he just did to me is the hottest thing I’ve ever felt.
“Naughty, naughty, doc,” he rumbles with a sly grin. He kisses me again, and then he stands back. His muscles coil and clench. His big hands yank at his belt, and he starts to peel his jeans off. My eyes widen, and my heart beats like a drum. He’s about to do what I think he’s about to do.
His jeans hit the floor. My eyes center on the enormous bulge in his boxers. Maybe I should be scared, but I’m not. But maybe I shouldn’t be orgasming at the hands and tongue of the man who kidnapped me off the street, either.
Max hooks his thumbs into his boxers. He holds my eyes and peels them down. Suddenly, his cock springs free. I gasp, loudly. My jaw drops and I stare at him. Jesus Christ, I’ve seen anatomy in textbooks. But the textbooks would be labeled pornography if the examples looked like this.
Max’s cock looks huge. It’s thick, and proud, and throbbing. It juts out from his abs, and I simply stare at it. Desire pools between my legs, and I blush. He moves onto the bed and spreads my legs with his knees.
“You want this, don’t you?” He growls deeply.
I only hesitate for a second. And then I nod. “Yes,” I whisper quietly. I do, too. I’ve waited so long for this dumb spark. I thought I’d never find it. But now I have. It might be wrong that I found it with this man, but there’s no denying the desire burning through me.
It may be wrong, but I don’t care. I want Max with everything I am.
He wraps a hand around his cock and strokes. White precum beads at the crown. Some drips down his shaft, and another drop lands on my thigh. I moan softly, and Max growls. He pushes my legs wider apart and moves over me. I realize I’m holding my breath, but I can’t look away. His cock is inches above my dripping wet pussy, dripping precum onto me—ready to claim me.
And then, my mouth gives up the jig.
“I’m a virgin!” I blurt out. But actually, it sounds more like a single “imavirgin” word. Max freezes instantly. His face goes white, and he all but jumps away from me. I want to cry, instantly. My face caves, and my cheeks burn hot. I look away. “I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“What?” He breathes thickly.
“I’m…” I close my eyes tighter, trying to escape the embarrassment. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Oh fuck, sweetheart.”
The tone is different. Before, it felt like he was calling me sweetheart to be a prick. Now, it sounds tender. It’s like a lover’s whisper this time. He suddenly slides next to me on the bed. His hands instantly free my wrists. I curl into a ball, but he’s right there, curling around me. He draws me against his chest. It feels so protective and safe, and I find myself snuggling into him.
His arms surround me. His strong hands stroke my skin. He leans down and kisses the top of my head.
“Fuck, Tessa,” he groans. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.”
“No, I am,” I mumble.
He growls. “Don’t you dare be sorry,” he hisses. “If I’d known… fuck, Tessa…”
“No, you didn’t…”
“I tied you up, for Christ’s sake,” he growls. I turn to look at him, and he looks terrible; stricken and horrified. “I never should have touched you,” he groans.
My eyes hold his. “But you did,” I whisper.
