Pleasure Bound
She smiled. “Then how about you put the gag back in.”
* * *
Ty picked up the gag, then paused to gaze at her lovely full lips. He leaned down and captured those lips, then glided his tongue into her silken depths. Heaven. He explored her warmth, his hands cupping her soft cheeks.
It was pure heaven. To touch her. To kiss her.
And his cock throbbed at the thought of what else he’d soon do.
He drew away and smiled at her, then he pushed the cockhead back into her mouth and fastened the gag into place.
“You want me to touch you everywhere?”
She nodded, her eyes twinkling. He grasped his T-shirt, loosely draped over her breasts, and slowly dragged it aside, watching as more and more of her delicate flesh became visible. The swell of her breast, then a hard dusky rose nipple. Another rising mound. Another hard nub.
The T-shirt dropped to the floor, leaving both of her breasts visible. Her chest rose and fell as she drew in deep breaths.
He smiled and reached for the note, with the bow attached, and picked them up. His gaze locked on her naked pussy. Shaved. Except for a tiny heart-shaped patch of curls at the top. Oh man, he wanted to run his fingertip through those curls, then glide lower and feel her wetness … but he wanted to do this right. He didn’t want to spook her.
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As his lips touched Marie’s neck, tingles of excitement singed through her. He nuzzled, then kissed downward. He stroked over her breast, then cupped it in his warm hand. Her nipple thrust into his palm. When his mouth covered her other nipple, she thought she’d faint.
She had no idea Ty’s touch would excite her so much. He was so much like the men she usually dated, yet his effect on her rivaled—if not surpassed—what she felt with Zeke. He sucked on her nub and she arched upward, murmuring around the cockhead in her mouth. She sucked on it, wishing she could see Ty’s cock. Suck on Ty’s cock.
When he’d taken off his shirt to cover her, her heart had melted at the lovely, protective gesture. That romantic notion had quickly turned to lustful thoughts as she gazed at his tight, hard abs and muscular arms and shoulders.
Ty released her nipple and stroked over her breasts, smiling at her.
“You are incredibly beautiful, Marie. I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”
He leaned forward and kissed under her breast, then upward. Around the aureola, but never touching it. Then to her other breast. Kissing her. Lovingly. Tenderly. She felt warm and tingly all over. Cherished.
Then his mouth latched onto her nipple again and his tongue swirled over the hard nub. He sucked deeply.
She moaned.
His hands glided over her hips, then down her thighs. He caressed her calves, then stroked over her ankles and around her feet. He held one foot between his hands and caressed with light pressure. He massaged her foot until she turned to a boneless mass, then he gave her other foot the same treatment.
He smiled and pressed his mouth to the bottom of her foot, then dragged his tongue along her sensitive flesh. Oh God, it felt incredible. His gaze shifted from her face to her open thighs, and the slick opening between. Heat burned through her.
He released her foot and kissed along her calf, and up her inner thigh, his brown eyes simmering with heat. His hands glided over her hips, then he grinned and ran a fingertip through the small patch of curls.
“So just how wet are you?” He stroked along her slit and whistled. “Damn, you are wet!”
His finger pushed inside her and her eyelids fell closed at the intense excitement quivering through her.
“And pretty damned hot, too.”
He stood up and her eyelids flicked open at the clunking sound of his belt hitting the floor. His jeans sat in a puddle at his feet. He stepped out of them, then tugged his boxers down.
When he stood up, she could see his large, hard cock standing at full attention.
Large? Good God, it was massive. Even bigger than Zeke’s. The head, purple and straining, would fill her mouth. Her tongue glided over the cockhead of the gag.
He moved to the end of the bed and knelt between her legs. He stroked her thighs, then glided his fingers along her wet slit. The feel of him touching her there sent her heart fluttering into a wild erratic beat. Two of his fingers dipped inside her and she squeezed them. He chuckled.
His thumb brushed over her clit and, at the intense sensation, she moaned, though it came out as a dull mumble. He toyed with her, his fingers stroking inside her and his thumb brushing her sensitive button. Waves of pleasure rose in her and she could feel that sweet release swelling toward her.