Page 39 of Let's Get Naughty 2


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His hands wander down my bare back, fingers tracing the curves of my spine and the swell of my hips. He pulls back away, looking into my eyes with a primal hunger that sends shivers down my spine. “I want you. I need you, Joy.”

I nod, unable to find my voice.

Our touches become frantic, our hands colliding as we work to discover each other’s bodies. Mine aches for more.

His hands move lower, cupping my hips and pulling into his.

I gasp when his arousal presses against me.

His lips leave mine to explore, tracing a line of fire down my neck and between my breasts. Then he lifts me into his arms with ease and carries me the few steps to my bed, where he lays me down on the red satin. “Scoot up and put your hands over your head.”

I do as he asks, excitement building in my blood because I know what’s coming.

“I didn’t intend to give you handcuffs for Christmas last year.” He takes one of my hands, snaps one cuff around my wrist, and stretches my arm toward the headboard, slipping the other cuff around the back of one spindle. “Give me your other hand.”

I lift it up for him to snap the other cuff around that wrist. He’s left them loose enough I can easily twist my wrists back and forth.

“But I have to admit, I’m kind of glad I did now.” He settles on his knees between my spread legs. “You are so beautiful.” He smooths his hands down my legs.

Then, he reaches to cup my breasts in his hands, molding them gently before he playfully tweaks my nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and fingers.

I tug on the cuffs. I can’t suppress a moan as I feel heat building between my legs, aching for attention, knowing I’ve lost a certain amount of control.

He leans forward and latches onto one of my nipples, sucking it into a long, hard point before releasing it and attacking the other. Then he slides one hand lower, down over my stomach, to tease the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.

I spread my legs wider, giving him easier access, and whimper when he brushes his fingers softly against my clit. I’m sure I’m already slick with desire.

His lust-filled eyes darken.

I quiver with anticipation as he shifts and moves down the bed until he’s lying between my legs, my thighs tight to his ears, his gaze hungry on my pussy. His eyes never leave mine as he leans in, his breath hot on my skin and zeros in on my clit.

Oh, sweet lord. I arch my back as I go from zero to sixty in no time. When he adds his fingers, I gasp, his exploration sending waves of rapture through my body.

Kris takes his time, expertly working my body like he’s done this a hundred times before.

I’m teetering on the edge, ready to fall over into ecstasy. And just as I’m about to come, he slows down.

I grow more aroused, my body responding to every touch. I grip my hands together. I tighten my thighs against the sides of his head. I’m shaking as he pushes me toward a climax.

Then he backs off. Again.

I whimper in frustration. But he’s not done with me yet. He flips me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up so my ass is high in the air.

“Do I need to uncuff you?”

“I’m okay.”

“Good.”

I hear him rip open a condom pack he had waiting somewhere, and while I’m sucking air into my lungs, he covers himself. Then he puts a hand on each of my hips and pulls me back to where his hard cock is waiting.

He pushes it against me, entering me slowly. I can feel the broad head of his penis slip past my entrance. I moan as he fills me up, inch by inch, until his entire length is inside me.

He moves, thrusting into me hard and fast, quickly driving me back to that edge of climax.

I’m panting now, pushing back against him as he drives deep into me, his hips slapping against my ass in an intoxicating rhythm.

My breathing grows faster.

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