Page 101 of All For You Duet


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I’m starving.

“You’ve shown me your tenderness, gifts, games, and five seconds.” I pull his mouth to mine. “I’ve waited so long for you, Redix. Now I want you to rip me apart.”

He pants against my lips. “There’s so much I want to do with you.” His hands reach around, untying my leather sash top. “I want to play games tonight, but I need your hands tied.”

He drags the leather strap over my breasts, tickling its buttery edge around my nipple until I stammer a sigh.

His eyelids drop. “Is that a yes?”

I never let a man do this. Never do they have my trust. Or honestly, my time. And though I want to feel Redix, I want to grab his back while he’s buried deep inside me; I also want this. He was my first at innocent sex. I want him to be my first at bad love.

“Yes, you may tie my hands.”

I submit them in front.

“No. Turn around.”

I do it with a grin.

The bind he ties around my wrists, it’s not that tight. Truth is, I have the strength in my arms to stretch this soft leather enough to escape. That certainty lets me permit this because I’m beyond curious. I’m rapt by what he’ll ask me to do next.

He guides my waist, leading us from the suite’s dining area to the sitting one. Two sofas and two chairs are centered around a fireplace. But in July, he shows no interest in that cozy space.

No, he guides me to the wall of windows.

Sixteen huge panels of glass paned by iron separate us from the buildings of SoHo. There are ones across from us while this building forms an L so other guests can see us too.

Illuminated windows of people doing their deeds fill my vision. A curious eye could see through the night and watch what we’re doing too.

“If we really want to be free.” His hand reaches under my skirt, his fingers skimming my thrilled sex. “Then we let anyone watch just how much.”

Oh my God, I’ve been on display all my life.

But like this?

Redix steps in front of me, between my body and the city outside, tickling his other fingertips down my cleavage, over my belly, and back up to my nipples. His touch is a welcome fire over my skin, prickling in the cool air.

“Can I show the world how sweet your pussy is, Cade?”

“Yes. But only you can taste how much.”

He’s kneeling, lifting the skirt to my waist, and scooping his tongue into my lust with no pause. Luckily, I didn’t wear panties tonight because nothing’s getting in his way. His mouth, his nose, he’s plunging in and, “Oh shit,” I sigh at his aggression, wobbling my knees.

I step them wider apart; I can’t help it; he can eat more. He knows how. I’ve been his meal for months, and he’s a connoisseur for my desire, with his fingers spreading me open, his tongue pummeling my clit into pure madness.

I’m gasping over his mouth, my naked breasts arched with my hands bound behind me, his tousled mane buried between my thighs, and my God, we’re a sinful sight.

“Are you feeling free, Cade?” His fingers slide in while his glistening smile watches my reaction. “Are you letting them see how sweet you are?” They scissor, fluttering deep inside me before his mouth is on my clit again with the most exquisite suck. “What dirty little fucking girl you are for me.”

“Oh fuck, Redix.”

His free hand grabs my ass to keep my buckling knees standing. On these heels, it’s not easy, but it makes my pussy the perfect height for his dessert. For the whip of his tongue across my sex. For his fingers mixing through me too.

My eyes drop heavily with the weight of an orgasm threatening to crash down through me.

“Be free, Cade.” His taunting mouth hums against my pussy, his fingers fucking me fiercely while my eyes find focus out the window. “Show them how dirty I’ve made you. How this pussy is mine. Come on. Drip that cum down my hand.”

In my haze, I see a man’s silhouette watching me naked, watching Redix eat my pussy like his last meal, and that’s all it takes.

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