Page 120 of The Bachelor


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“That’s it,” he growled. “Fucking come.”

My body was desperate to take back some of the control, so I ground into the rope, burning my wrists, and I pressed my thighs against his cheeks until his beard was roughing up my skin.

Even though this all teetered on the edge of pain, I was relishing from the blend.

Lifting.

Bucking.

Urging myself toward his mouth.

Within a few plunges of his finger and taps from his tongue, I was shuddering.

“Ohhhmy,” I drew out. “Fuuuck!”

Once the words were gone, there were sounds that burst from my lips, shouting in every tone as I quivered past each surge, slamming into me like I was a shoreline.

The flutters were in my stomach.

My chest.

They even shot down my legs.

And I stayed there, almost suspended, halfway between the tremors and stillness, while he licked away, keeping me in that space until I fell.

Until there was nothing left.

Until everything turned calm.

“So beautiful.” He was kissing my pussy. “Oaklyn …”

“Mmm.”

“I want you to come again.”

I tried to laugh, but I just didn’t have the energy. “I need to touch you first.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“What do you want?” I asked.

“That’s not the way this works. If I’m going to release your hands, I need to know what you plan to do with them.”

I could barely think.

My breath was still coming out in pants.

“I want to use them to hold the base of your dick while I suck it.”

“You want to give me head? Fuck.”

A grunt filled my ears, followed by movement on the bed, and there was a quick squeeze of my wrist before I was released. The identical thing happened to my other hand until I was suddenly free.

I immediately reached for the blindfold, and he stopped me.

“Open your mouth.”

I did as I had been told.

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