Only Pleasure (Bound Hearts 10)

Kia pressed back, feeling the thick toy stretching her, easing inside her as she began to sob with the pleasure. It filled her, thicker, tighter than she was used to, until it became fully lodged within her.

The thick toy narrowed at the bottom, locking at the entrance while the wide, flared base held it in place.

Then it began to thicken inside her, stretching her farther. The inflatable toy had her screaming in pleasure within seconds, twisting, burning as it filled her. She was coming apart, and yet she wasn't. So close to orgasm and yet so far away.

"Oh God, Chase, please. " She arched back again, crying out his name, her fingers curling around the strap, a sob tearing from her throat. "Please. "

Chapter 19

Kia could feel the perspiration soaking her skin, dampening her hair. She could feel sensations whipping over her flesh, places untouched but still tingling in pleasure. There didn't seem to be a place on her body that didn't vibrate with the intensity of the arousal swirling through her body and her mind.

She wasn't certain where she was within herself. She was no longer grounded, no longer certain where parts of her ended and parts of Chase began.

She only knew the pleasure was endless, flowing and building, rasping over nerve endings, rippling over her flesh, burning through her mind.

Once Chase had the plug inside her rear, inflated and securely in place, he turned her to her back and eased over her.

She couldn't touch him. She whimpered at the need to touch him.

"It's okay, baby, just feel for me. " His lips brushed over hers, a kiss so gentle, so tender it brought tears to her eyes as she twisted beneath him.

"I need. " There was no thought in her mind of ending it. She had forgotten she could end it, so easily. All she knew was the addictive need for more. More of his kiss, his touch, more of the violent whiplash of pleasure tearing through her.

"I know you need, baby. " He kissed her again, his tongue licking against hers as his palms cupped her face. "We're almost there. Almost there, Kia. Do we go on, or do we stop?"

She shook her head, panic suddenly tearing through her. He couldn't stop. Oh God, don't stop. She needed. She needed to know where this led, where the pleasure would take her, how it would end her.

"That's my sweet Kia," he crooned as she realized she had sobbed out her thoughts. "So sweet, so beautiful. "

He kissed down her neck. He sucked her nipples gently, but even that delicate caress was nearly too much. She jerked beneath him, arching and begging.

He moved along her body, spread her thighs wide and eased himself between them.

"Damn you!" she screamed, or tried to scream the curse a second later as a slow, easy vibration began to pulse in her rear.

She could feel it. The nerve endings shot the sensation throughout her body, jerking her, causing her to buck as though she had been shot with a jolt of electricity.

At the same time, his tongue eased into the slit of her pussy. He did nothing fast, nothing hard. Each lick, each stroke, each time he filled the tight confines of her pussy with his flickering tongue she shot higher, higher than she thought possible. She was rocketing along levels of sensation, tortured with desperation.

She was sobbing with each flick of his tongue around her clit, each time he eased it into his mouth and laved it with the gentle sucking strokes of his mouth. He was too easy. There wasn't enough sensation. She needed more. She was burning alive for more, trying to scream for it.

Chase clenched his hands tighter on her hips and gasped roughly. The scent of her need was like boiling nectar, like the sweetest syrup as it flowed from her. He pulled it into his mouth, as addicted to her taste, to touching her, as she was becoming to his touch.

"Yes, oh yes, Chase, suck my clit. Harder. Please, please, suck it harder. "

Her head thrashed on the bed as he eased the hard little nubbin into his mouth.

"Damn you. " She strained beneath him, the sobs tearing through him as he eased back, licked and sucked at her flesh until he came to the tight entrance to her pussy.

He stabbed his tongue inside her, stopped, held himself there and tasted her as she screamed, her flesh rippling as she neared that final peak.

She was almost there. Ah God, almost there. If only he could hold on. His cock was throbbing in pain, his balls so tight, so ready to explode he didn't know if he could make it himself.

Perspiration eased in rivulets down her tight belly, her slender thighs. Her pussy was flowered open to him, deep rose pink flesh glistening with her cream as he licked around the entrance and eased inside her with his tongue again.

He could feel the vibration of the plug in her rear. The taut muscles of her pussy clenched around his tongue. When he filled her, when he worked his cock inside her, they were both going to die with the pleasure.

"Do it," she moaned as he licked inside her again. "Do it harder, Chase. Please. "