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“Patience,” he said, then he kissed down my belly and lightly over my sex.
“Tripp,” I said, shifting my hips, trying to get closer to him. He’d shown me that tantalizing glimpse of his body, and now all I wanted was his flesh on me, and he was giving me teasing little kisses. “I need you.”
He pushed apart my legs and I could feel the length of him against my thigh. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me what you want.” He circled his fingers along my legs, drawing patterns on my skin. He circled close to my core, then away again, then closer.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said, straining against the cords. I wanted my hands free so I could touch him.
He pressed the pad of his thumb against my clit and flicked it back and forth. I moaned as streaks of pleasure radiated through me. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes. No.”
“Which is it?” he asked, leaning forward, dragging his cock along my leg until it was nestled against the apex of my legs.
“I want you inside me.”
“Me?” he asked, then slid a finger inside of me. “Or maybe you want two.” He flicked his fingers upward, finding that perfect spot.
My breath escaped me as the pleasure thrummed. I squeezed around his fingers, but they weren’t enough, they weren’t what I wanted. “No,” I said, moving my head back and forth. “More.”
“Oh?” He drew away. “What is it that you want, then?”
“I want your cock. I want it inside of me. I want to be filled up by you.”
And in a flash, he thrust into me. I arched to meet him. Then he pulled all the way out again. I squirmed against the mattress, needing him, wanting him.
“Tripp,” I cried out.
He dove into me again, filling me, and I clutched around him. I didn’t want to let him go. Then he pulled all the way out again.
Tripp
I positioned myself at her entrance, pressing softly. Then I leaned down as close as I could and asked, “Is this what you want, Delphine?”
“Please,” she begged.
I thrust into her, feeling her squeeze around me. She was perfect. I didn’t deserve any of this.
“Fuck me, Tripp.”
Groaning, I moved in and out of her, watching as her body responded. Her muscles tightened and her breath came in little gasps. Her fingers dug into the cording around her wrists, and she moaned.
I pulled out again, my own breathing heavy with effort. Reaching up I untied the cording, releasing her arms. There was something I wanted more than her bound. I wanted to see her take what she wanted.
She protested, “Don’t stop.”
I only grinned. Lying down next to her, I gathered her in my arms and pulled her on top of me. She sat up, her core nestled against me, and gazed down at me.
“Whenever you’re ready,” I said.
She took a breath, and her back arched, displaying her chest. I reached up and stroked her breasts, flicking back and forth over her nipples. She pushed her hair back from her face, sweat making it slick back, and she lifted her body. After lining us up, she pressed down and took my cock inside her.
I moved one of my hands down between her legs, stroking her clit.
Delphine began to move up and down, taking up the rhythm. She was like some glorious goddess, passionate and glowing in the lamplight. As the pressure built and we both rushed toward our orgasm, I felt like the luckiest man alive. She shook when she came, her head thrown back. She shouted her pleasure, and I joined her, ecstatic with our bliss.
