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I cupped one hand around it softly while tracing the other hand up one thigh and back down the other in a feather-light caress. He gasped at my touch, arching into me, begging for more. But I pulled away. His eyes stayed transfixed on mine as I teased him with my fingertips, moving over every inch of skin that had been revealed to me until both of us were panting.
My hands gripped his shoulders, and I used them to guide myself up and down his body as we kissed. His hips bucked against mine, trying to gain control of the situation. I pulled back a little and looked down at him, arching an eyebrow at him in warning. He stilled immediately, his hands gripping the headboard even tighter as he waited for me to continue.
I smiled wickedly as I moved back onto him again, rubbing my nipples against the hard planes of his chest until they were both hard peaks. His breath caught in his throat as I ran my hands between us, slipping one hand between our bodies to grip the length of him.
He moaned softly as I stroked him, feeling his body tremble beneath me. His hips moved of their own accord, pushing himself into my hand as I increased the pressure.
I grabbed one of his hands and guided it to my breast, wanting him to feel just how aroused I was for him. My hard nipple pressed his palm. He moaned again and squeezed it gently, exciting me even more.
"Do you want to fuck me, Stellan?"
"Yes, queen."
"Good." I caressed the hard, perfect planes of his face. "But I'm going to fuck you first."
His eyes glinted with desire as I wrapped my hand around his wrist and pulled him away from my breast. "You have to earn the right to touch these tits again, Stellan. Now hold onto that headboard and don't you dare fucking touch me again until I tell you."
His hands went to the headboard. His breath was coming out in short pants, his eyes glazed with pleasure at being dominated.
Which was good, because I couldn't believe how aroused I was. I could feel my juices leaking down my thighs, and I wanted his cock so badly, but not as much as I wanted to play this game with him.
I got up and found the enormous vibrator and lube. We might be on the run from mobsters and serial killers, but apparently, my men had their priorities on what we needed to keep in our hotel.
I straddled him again, smiling as I saw his cock twitch in anticipation. I used the vibrator to tease and stimulate every last bit of skin on his body until he begged me for release.
I took my time, carefully exploring every inch of him with the vibrator. Then I told him to bend his legs, so his heels were on the bed and his perfect, athletic ass was tilted up in front of me. He watched me with his lips parted and his pupils blown with desire.
When I was a girl with a crazy crush on my best friend's older brother, I never could have imagined he would be so completely, perfectly mine.
I finally pressed the vibrator against his tight asshole. He gasped, pushing back against me as I pushed it further into him with each stroke.
He was panting now, gripping the headboard as if it was all that was keeping him from coming undone.
"I didn't tell you to cum yet," I said, running my fingertips over the tip of his cock. His hips strained upward, and I slapped his ass. If it was good for me, I'd bet it was good for him...and indeed, he looked as if that had just aroused him more. Pre-cum beaded the tip of his cock, and I swirled my fingers through it before I popped my fingers in my mouth. "Naughty, naughty, Stellan. I think you need a time out."
I set the vibrator beside me and grabbed his wrists, pulling them above his head. I used the bed sheets to tie them together, making sure it was secure but not too tight.
Then I moved my body back onto his, pressing my breasts against him as I teased him with my nipples and lips. His body strained against mine, desperate for release.
I ran my hands down his chest and stomach, then between us once more and took hold of him.
He groaned beneath me as I stroked him slowly at first, gradually increasing the speed until he was begging for mercy and straining against the bindings that kept him in place.
"You only cum in me," I warned him. "Are you going to be a good boy?"
"Please..." he whispered.
"You're so handsome when you beg," I told him, caressing the beautiful, sharp planes of his cheekbones and jaw. "If you eat my pussy just like you should, maybe I'll let you cum."
"Please," he begged again, writhing against the sheets. "Let me eat your pussy. I want you so much."
It was a good thing I'd tied his hands. I didn't want to have to punish him...and deny myself a moment longer.
I kissed him slowly, deeply, feeling his hard cock tease against my thighs desperately as I ignored it. Then I straddled his face, not worrying if my legs pinning down his arms hurt him. From the intense desire written across his face, he didn't care right now.
“It’s me.” Cain’s deep voice echoed through the hotel room as the door swung open.
But Stellan and I were too deep to care.
