Her chest heaved, and he left her there for a short while before turning her over.“You did a damn fine job, little Lara.”
“Does that make me a master masturbator?”
“Let’s see what other skills you have.”
She pushed away a little and asked, “What did you have in mind?”
He pulled off his tie and dropped it next to them on the couch.
“Mmm,” she said.
Without being asked, she unfastened his buttons, not stopping until they were all open and she had her hands on his chest.
“Condom, in the nightstand,” he said.
“I’ll get one.”She nodded and slid off his lap.
She took a step and swayed slightly, then put her forearm under her breasts—likely to stop the clips from swaying.They’d been on there long enough for her to really feel them, but she didn’t protest.
He stood and undressed.“Put it on me,” he instructed when she returned.
Lara, in her naked, clamped glory, knelt in front of him.
Instead of tearing the packet, she reached for him, closing her hand around his shaft and moving in full strokes that made him even harder.
Then she took him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head before pressing it to the tender, most sensitive part underneath.
He pulled on her hair and she continued to lick and suck him, drawing him deep.“You’re damn sexy, little Lara.”
She moaned against his glans, and the resulting sensation almost made him come.
Connor rocked his hips, pushing himself into her mouth, and she knelt up and took more.
As he went deeper, tears streamed down her face, smearing her mascara.He’d never been more aroused.“I want to be in your cunt,” he said.
For a few seconds, she continued, while looking up at him through her lashes.
“I’m warning you,” he said, voice gruff.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered after she’d eased back.
She managed to tear the packet then pull out the lubricated latex.Watching her roll the condom down his cock kept him turned on.
He sat on the couch and helped her up before settling her over his lap, facing him.
Lara moved a hand between him to help guide his cock into her wet and willing pussy.
“I like having you in me, Sir,” she said.She sank all the way down and exhaled a breathy sigh before holding onto his shoulders.
“Wait.”He reached over and picked up his tie.“Hands behind you.”
She adjusted her position, pushing off, working her hips backward so she could support her weight.Each motion made him even hotter for her.
He reached around her to secure her wrists with the silk tie.“Tight enough?”
She pulled against the fabric, and that caused her to arch, forcing her breasts out more.The chain attached to her nipple clamps swung gently.
“Yes,” she replied.
