you are, the more it
will pulse with the need to cum. Shall I show you, sweet
Hannah?”
“Yes,” I answered, breathing heavy. “Yes,
show me!”
His expression hardened at my urgency. “My
pet must show manners or she shall be punished.”
I bit my lip, tears stinging my eyes. “Please
show me,” I said, my cheeks burning at the supplication in my
voice.
“That’s better,” he said soothingly as he
rose from the bed, seemingly pleased with my pleading. He went to
his expansive closet and disappeared inside. When he reappeared, my
heart spiked a beat with instant apprehension when I saw what he
held in his hands.
“What are you doing?” I asked fearfully,
rising to scramble to a sitting position. “I don’t want to be tied
up.” He ignored my protests and strode toward me as if I hadn’t
spoken. He grabbed my hands and quickly tied them above my head to
a special hook I hadn’t noticed before. “Oh my God,” I whispered,
wishing I’d run. I didn’t want whatever he had in store for me. At
least, I didn’t think I did. But I couldn’t deny the gush of warm
wetness oozing between my legs, dampening the fine sheets beneath
me. I cried out as he jerked my legs apart, securing them as easily
as he secured my hands. I was open and vulnerable to whatever he
might do to me. My sex was glistening; wet with my shameful desire
and I couldn’t escape, which only heightened every emotion I was
experiencing.
“I’m going to show you what you’ve been
missing, my pet,” he said with a wolfish grin as he positioned
himself between my open thighs. He parted my folds and I squeezed
my eyes shut, so embarrassed that I wanted him to bury his face
against my wet core. I wasn’t a nun, I knew the mechanics of sex
but I knew virtually nothing of foreplay. The first flick of his
tongue against my clit shocked me with the intensity of pleasure
that rolled through me. I twisted in my bonds, my hips thrusting as
I tried to push his tongue deeper inside me. “Ohmygod,” I breathed,
unable to believe how much pleasure could be found from one little
spot in my body. “Please don’t stop,” I begged, breathing hard. For
a moment I thought he might punish me as he threatened, but he
seemed more interested in making me writhe with each flick and suck
of his tongue and mouth to entertain the thought of much else. And
I was mindless with gratitude. Suddenly, while his tongue played, a
finger breached my private parts. I couldn’t even say the word — pussy — without blushing so hard I might set the sheets
on fire. But that’s where he was. His classically handsome face,
with his sharp blue eyes and strong jaw, was buried in my pussy as
if he were enjoying the most fragrant of bouquets.
“ Ohhhhh, ohhhh ,” I managed, barely
able to breathe. Something was tightening inside me, building to a
great crescendo that frightened me with its intensity. I couldn’t
do this. I tried to make him stop but my body betrayed me. His
hands gripped my butt cheeks as he continued to maraud my pussy
with the single-minded focus of an invader set on conquering a
nation. His tongue and mouth were merciless and I was helpless to
stop what was barreling straight for me. “OhhhhGodddd,” I keened as
a shatter of sizzling nerve endings burst in a shower of extreme
pleasure that curled my toes and very nearly stopped my heart as
wave after wave of sensation crashed over me. This was why people
took big risks to have sex with people they shouldn’t — it was
almost too much pleasure for one body to contain. Shockwaves
continued to pulse through my body as he pulled away. When I became
aware again, I realized he was untying my feet and although he kept
my hands bound, he released them from the hook above my head.
“Get on your hands and knees and arch your
back as you do so. I want to see that ass in the air. Now.”
I shot him an uncertain look, but did as he
commanded. “What are you going to do?” I asked, trying to look
behind