His gaze lingered on her round breasts, then roamed lower, his eyes simmering with heat. He took her wrist and stroked up her arm, then kissed her inner elbow. Heat melted through her, and her eyelids fell closed. His fingers brushed delicately against her skin as he slid the band around one wrist, then the other.
Her eyelids fluttered open as his lips teased the palm of one hand.
“Can you get another pair?” she asked.
His smile broadened.
“Anything for you, laiya.”
He strode to the cabinet on the wall, pressed some buttons, then retrieved another pair from inside.
“My ankles,” she instructed.
His fingers tickled a little as he fastened them.
“I want you to do all the things you’ve dreamed of doing to me.”
He stepped close and rested his fingers tenderly on her
cheek, his eyes glittering as he stared into hers.
“I’ve dreamed of making love to you willingly.”
“And you did. When Crystal was here.” She brushed her lips against his. “I was totally willing.”
He kissed her, his tongue swirling over hers. She melted against him, enjoying his gentle onslaught, but then eased away. She backed up against the wall, then placed her hands about a foot from her head on either side and opened her legs.
“Larson, I love you, and I want to show you how much I trust you.”
“You love me?” he asked in awe.
“Yes. And I know you love me. Now show me how much.” She arched her breasts forward in encouragement.
He smiled and pushed the controller button. It hummed, and she felt the bands tighten against her flesh, forming a snug, but comfortable fit. She released the muscles holding her arms up, allowing the bands to do the work. Her wrists felt no discomfort at holding the weight of her arms. It was as if they were light as a feather.
He stroked along her arms, then over one breast. The nipple jutted forward painfully, needing his touch. He leaned forward and drew it into his warm, moist mouth. She moaned as pleasure spiked through her. One of his hands stroked up and down her body—along her waist, over her hip, down her thigh—as the other cupped her other breast. His tongue dabbed at her nipple and she arched forward. His mouth captured her other nipple, the first swelling in the cool air.
He shifted downward, his lips tracing a line down her ribcage, then over her hip and down her thigh. As his mouth moved back up, along her inner thigh, she tensed, ready for him to cover her pussy, but he ignored it as he moved back to her breasts. He lingered over each one, laving the nipples with his tongue, sucking them deep into his mouth, leaving them hard and needy.
He shifted downward again, but this time kissed a straight line to her pussy. He leaned back and just stared at her slit. With her legs held wide open by the bands, he had a clear view of her intimate flesh. He stared at it so intensely, she tingled inside. Her breathing accelerated. Her whole body tensed with need, teetering on the brink, sure she would orgasm if he kept staring at her like that. He touched her with his tongue, and she jumped, pulsing with pleasure. He stroked her slit with his thumb, then licked her clitoris. Her body seemed to fold in on itself, contracting to a tight ball, as she wailed in an intense, thrilling orgasm. He sucked her clit, then dabbed and licked mercilessly, driving her over the edge again and again.
Finally, he showed her mercy and let her pleasure subside.
“Oh God, Larson, I want to feel you inside me. Drive your huge cock into me. Hard and fast.”
He positioned himself at her opening. “Ready?”
“Yes. Oh God, yes. Do it now.”
He thrust forward, ramming her into the wall. The exquisite pleasure of his rod buried deep inside her shot her over the edge again. She began to climax. He pushed forward again, banging her into the wall as she wailed in pleasure. His semen shot into her as his cock drove deep inside. He leaned against her, holding her hard against the wall, crushing her breasts with each heavy breath he sucked in. His cock remained steel-hard inside her. He swirled his hips, spiraling his cock inside her, stimulating her vagina. She plummeted over the edge again.
“How many orgasms do you think you can have in a row?” he murmured against her ear.
She’d already had four, or was it five?
His cock slid in and out of her at a leisurely pace while his finger found her clit and vibrated over it.
“Oh yes.”