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He hit my G-spot and clit in tandem, once, twice.Oh god, yes.
Then he was gone. My pussy was empty.
When I groaned this time, I clamped down on his bottom lip—mostly by accident. And just in case I wasn’t weird enough already, the metallic tang of his blood set off a new volley of fireworks in my head. It was carnal and primitive and erotic.
He stepped closer as I released his lip, and his cock brushed against my abdomen. His thick, hard shaft. Suddenly, all I could see, hear, feel, and smell was the memory of that cock inside me.
“Brute, fuck me. Now.” I think I needed it more than I ever had before.
He chuckled—fucking laughed. If I’d had my hands free, I would have clawed that smile right off his face.
“I intend to, darling,” he said, mitigating the need to draw blood just a little.
But instead of his cock, his finger grazed along my wet slit, then back further, circling my anus, then back. Then again. On the next pass, he worked his finger into my ass, knuckle by knuckle while his thumb returned to my clit.
The sensations were too much. Too intense. I moaned, so loud and so needy, I didn’t recognize the sound of my own voice.
There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that he was going to stop again. He was going to bring me to the brink, then leave me there, teetering on the edge.
But even knowing it, I couldn’t stifle the scream that clambered up my throat when he did stop, leaving me so frustrated and so horny, I was pretty sure I could have cried.
He stepped back. “Hold onto the beam, darling.”
I could stop this, right here, right now. Tell him to release me, to untie me. To let me go in search of someone who wasn’t going to torment me into an early grave. But instead, I did as he asked. I obeyed—not that I was going to make a habit of it.
Then he was lifting me, and when I felt the plump head of his cock against my entrance, the shock of arousal that shot through me made my whole body jolt.
Then he was sliding in, supporting me with his hands gripping my ass as he lowered me down onto his cock, inch after exquisite inch until I was so full, so stretched, I was sure I couldn’t take any more.
And then he lowered me down further, forcing every inch of his cock deep inside me until my clit hit his pelvic bone and he bottomed out.
I was panting. Sweat was trickling down the back of my neck. I could feel my body working to accommodate him. Even bound, it didn’t feel like a passive act, like I was being fucked without fucking in return because without my body’s effort, it wouldn’t work.
After a moment, he started to move, slowly at first, but I was so primed, he could have been holding a vibrator to my clit, and it wouldn’t have been any more intense.
He kept going, slow, steady. All the way out until just the head of his long shaft remained inside me, then all the way in until that plump head hit my cervix. My loud, breathless moans felt out of place for how slow he was moving, but I couldn’t help it.
It didn’t help that I could feel him watching me. Every time he bottomed out, he rammed just a little, making my breasts bounce, and I knew that was for his benefit.
With nothing to do, no way to touch him, every bit of my attention was focused between my thighs; the pressure building, the coil winding up tighter.
When he picked up the pace just a little, I was done for. The coil sprung free, but instead of sending out ripping waves of pleasure, it set off a chain of fireworks that exploded in every fiber of my body, over and over again until I could see them behind my eyes.
He was still fucking, slow and steady, as I came back down, but before I’d recovered full, he transferred my weight to one hand, unfastened the bindings that shackled me to the beam above and yanked off the blindfold.
No sooner had it fallen away when he dropped me down on the bed, following me, never letting his massive cock slip out of me.
The atmosphere changed. He’d hit his breaking point.
He kicked his hips, fucking me hard. Fast. His arms supported him on either side of me, the muscles taut, the veins standing out. Even the muscles of his neck stood out while his jaw clenched so hard, it was a wonder he didn’t break teeth.
“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met,” he ground out. “Your pussy’s like heaven, darling.”
Said the man with the cock that must have been hand-crafted by the gods.
“Don’t stop,” I cried. Already, I was climbing. Multiple orgasms often took work, but this one was coming. Fast.
Our bodies were slick as I wrapped my legs around him. I tilted my hips, giving him every bit of access I could until his pelvis grinded against my clit and he fucked me so deep, I swear I could feel him in every part of me.
