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“We’re getting there,” I manage.
Once I’ve fully lavished my attention on one nipple, I move to the other breast, tracing my tongue along it before nibbling gently.
She kicks her yoga pants aside, scooting back until she hits the bed and widens her legs, Giving me a full frontal view of her pussy. I kneel in front of her and push her even further open before I rub my nose against her clit and swipe my tongue against her.
“Shit,” she hisses.
I straighten long enough to grin at her. “If at any point you’re uncomfortable, you have to tell me. Do you understand?”
She nods, biting down on her lower lip as I trail my fingers up the inside of her silky thighs. The first silk scarf isn’t long enough to do much with, and I toss it aside. The second goes around her wrists, secured above her head on the trust system rather than the headboard.
I’m wrapping a second scarf around her abdomen when I finally speak again.
“You are so beautiful. I can’t get enough of you, your skin, your softness. I can’t wait to fuck you with my cock this time, Aria, instead of just my tongue and my fingers. I want to feel you come around me.”
“Sounds like a dream.”
She’s panting at this point, turned on rather than nervous, her toes curling on the edge of the mattress.
I take my time binding her.
Making sure she is completely comfortable every step of the way and leaving her legs loose. The better to maneuver her. Once she’s roped together on the bed, I feast, burying my head between her legs and slicking my tongue inside of her. She writhes against me, arching her back to bring her folds even closer to my tongue. I hook one of her legs over my shoulder as I drive my tongue inside of her, lifting my eyes infrequently to gauge her reaction from sight instead of feeling alone.
Her eyes are closed, and her head thrown back. My cock strains against the inside of my boxers, begging for release.
Not yet.
I want this moment to last.
I bring her to the edge of an orgasm before I seal my lips around her clit. Her first one has her quivering around me, a hum in the back of her throat before her cries grow louder.
One down, a few more to go before I’ll be satisfied.
I break away only to rip off my own shirt. The pants follow shortly after, and the boxers beyond, tossed into the darkened recesses of the room, and my dick finally free.
There’s enough light from outside to spill over Aria and illuminate the curves of her body in shining silver. Her narrow torso, her perky breasts. The scars are a part of her now, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
“You’re watching me,” I murmur, running a hand down the length of my erection. Working my fist up and down as she takes me in.
Her laughter has me jerking in my own hand. “So what?” She arches up, stretching as much as she’s able to stretch with the scarves.
Rather than falling on her now, the way I want to, I release my dick and haul her up by the scarves around her wrists. She’s pliable, soft from her first release, and doesn’t argue as I position her on her knees in front of me. My dick slides between her legs, and I send my hips forward, sliding the length of me against her wetness.
I’ve got my arm around her midsection, tightening to keep her in place. “Stop wiggling your ass, Aria, or I’m going to have to stuff my cock in it.”
She does wonderful, horrible things to me. I don’t know if it’s always going to be this way between us, with this heat and passion and all-encompassing need for each other.
“You love it when I wiggle my ass. I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to fuck me there.” She’s panting again, moaning low as she clit fucks my dick. She tightens her legs, increasing the friction.
I angle the wide crown of my cock against her entrance and slick it with her moisture. She opens her mouth, no doubt intending to say something else to entice me when I slip into her. Notching the first several inches inside her tight channel and pausing to give her a moment to get used to the girth.
“One day I will,” I tell her, sliding steadily toward home until she’s taken all of me inside of her.
She’s on her knees in front of me and turns to flash a wicked, wonton smile over her shoulder. Her freedom, our freedom, and her leisure are my priority.
The look is potent enough to have me forgetting about my restraint and slamming into her pussy, looking down between us to watch her take my cock.
“Christ, Devan.”
