“More! I want more, please, Luke.”
His kisses moved down my body. “Yes,” I hissed through my teeth. I loved when Luke went down on me. The orgasms were toe curling.
He stopped kissing me and positioned himself between my legs again. Then his mouth began its assault and I screamed out. The feel of his hot breath mixed with cold confused me at first, until I realized he had the ice cube in his mouth.
“Oh …” I moaned out.
Then I felt nothing but cold. He was using the ice cube to play with me. The intense cold was both painful and pleasurable. “Luke, w—what are you...” I couldn’t even form words in my mouth. I felt my orgasm beginning to build. “Yes! Yes! I’m so close to coming, oh dear God.”
Then everything stopped. The cold was gone, his hot breath was gone, his fingers pulled from my body.
No! No, no, no, no!
My head thrashed back and forth in frustration. “Why did you stop? I was going to come. Luke!”
I could feel him moving around, but he wasn’t saying anything to me. I wasn’t sure if that turned me on, the not knowing what he was doing, or pissed me off.
Then, I felt him position himself across me. He was just above my chest. My breathing picked up as I felt him move his dick across my lips. Licking my lips in anticipation of taking him.
“Open your mouth and take me in, Libby.”
I did what he said and moaned when I felt his hard dick fill my mouth. Something about this was hotter than hell and I could feel the pressure building again and he wasn’t even touching me anywhere. He pulled out and pushed back in as I moaned.
“Motherfucker, this is so damn hot,” Luke whispered as he moved in and out of my mouth. My tongue swirled around him, and as he pulled out, I sucked harder.
I wanted to watch. I wanted to see his face. Luke moaned as he fucked my mouth slowly. I moaned again and this time Luke took himself all the way out. “I don’t want to come yet, Lib.”
Panting I said, “I do!”
Moving off of me he got off of the bed. I pulled on the restraints. “Please tell me you’re not going back down to the kitchen.”
Laughing, he settled back onto the bed. “No baby, no more trips to the kitchen.”
I felt something wet. He was pouring something on me, lubricant? I felt something rubbing against my sensitive nub. I stopped moving, trying to concentrate on what it was.
Oh my God. He has a vibrator. He’s going to use a vibrator on me.
I pulled on the restraints as I attempted to get the blindfold off by moving my head around. My breathing was crazy erratic. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.
“Something tells me you like vibrators, Lib.”
“Luke, oh God stop teasing me.”
“I like teasing you, Libby. I love watching your body react to all of this.”
“Come, I need to come or I’m going to die!”
Laughing, Luke kissed my inner thigh, then turned on the vibrator, causing me to jump and arch my back.
“Yes! Please, Luke. Don’t make me beg.”
I couldn’t believe how I sounded. I didn’t care. I felt so wanton and I wanted to be fucked. At this point I didn’t care if I was fucked by the vibrator or Luke, I needed to come.
Luke slowly began pushing the vibrator in a few inches and then he would pull it out. “Jesus, that looks good.”
“Luke!”
Then again, this time he went a little bit deeper before he pulled it out again. He repeated the process two more times. “Luke! Fuck me with it already!”