Two for Alex

Alex knelt in front of Daniel. Without touching his cock, she lowered her head and began to lick his smooth, shaven balls, gliding her tongue in slow, sensual circles over the skin. She felt them tighten, the skin puckering beneath her lips and tongue. She smiled inwardly, aware how much Daniel liked this.

Lifting her head, she cupped his balls lightly in one hand and began to lower her open mouth over his straining shaft. She inhaled with pleasure, savoring his masculine musk, eager to drive him wild. Her cunt was wet and her clit throbbed. For a second she imagined climbing up over Daniel’s shaft to lower herself onto its rigid girth while wrapping her legs around him.

All at once she felt Liam’s strong fingers curling around her upper arms and jerking them back behind her back. “My fault. I should have been clearer. No hands.” He attached the clasps of her wrist cuffs behind her back.

Damn. This was going to be more difficult without the use of her hands. Daniel’s cock was not only thick but long. From this angle she wouldn’t be able to take him fully without the use of at least one hand to wrap around the base.

At the same time the very act of being bound served to heighten her arousal. She thrilled to being restrained. It made her more aware of her body, the helplessness adding to a deep, sensual burn in her belly.

Aware the clock was ticking, she again focused on Daniel’s bobbing cock. Teasingly she licked away the salty drop of pre-cum at its tip. She ran her tongue in a line down a ribbon of vein and slowly up again.

A tremor of desire shuddered through his body and she smiled inwardly. He was hard as steel and ready for her hot, wet mouth to claim him. She lowered her head, lips parted, taking the length of his shaft as far as she could.

She worshipped the rigid shaft with both lips and tongue, well pleased to hear a soft moan above her. Opening her throat the way Daniel taught her, she moved down, taking nearly the entire length.

Daniel thrust up against her, gagging her. She pulled back, sputtering, tears springing to her eyes. Blinking rapidly, she again took the shaft, using her tongue and throat muscles to massage him until Daniel moaned again.

He was breathing deeply, a technique she knew he employed to control his body’s responses. Her goal was to increase that breathing until it was a ragged pant—to make him forget himself and the mandate not to come.

If only she had the use of her hands, it would be a done deal.

She drew back, licking the crown of Daniel’s cock and running the tip of her tongue over the sensitive slit. Daniel grunted and jerked forward. She did it again, pleased with his reaction.

Was it her imagination or was he breathing faster? She glanced up at his face and saw his eyes were closed, his head slightly back, his mouth open. Encouraged, she focused again on his cock, bringing every bit of her skill and energy to her task.

It seemed to be working. He began breathing more rapidly, his chest heaving, his cock thrusting into her open mouth. She permitted herself a grin, her lips widening for a moment around the stiff pole being thrust between them.

She pushed forward, taking him deeper than she ever had from this position, moving past her gag reflex, past her windpipe, essentially choking off her ability to breathe. She didn’t care.

For that brief moment in time Daniel and she had become one entity, bound together by the pleasure she could give him and he could take. She was dizzy and giddy. She could feel Daniel’s orgasm welling within him as intensely as if it were her own. She focused on her mission to make him come with all the fervor she possessed.

“Time’s up.”

For a moment Alex couldn’t grasp what was happening. She had forgotten about the contest. She just wanted to make the gorgeous man in front of her climax. When Liam released her cuffs and pulled her back from Daniel’s glistening red shaft, she didn’t want to let go. Not yet. Not when they were so close.

She gave a strangled cry of dismay and then coming to herself, bit her lip. If Liam said time was up, then time was up. She’d failed to make Daniel come in the allotted time. There was no getting around it and no excuse.

“Time for your punishment, little girl.” Liam’s voice was playful though there was steel beneath it. “Bring the spanking stool over here directly in front of Daniel so he can watch. I’m going to leave him tethered there a while longer since he looks so fucking hot like that. Don’t you agree?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, her cunt throbbing. A sheen of sweat covered Daniel’s strong naked body. His chest was still heaving and his cock bobbed parallel to the ground. Damn it, if only she’d had two or three more minutes. She could have taken him over the edge—she was sure of it.