‘And you will, sweetheart. But first, I want to unwrap you.’
Her breath hitched as I caught her around the waist and lowered her onto the bed. The ribbon around her waist went first. I tugged it off and discarded it, kissing a trail across the skin it had covered.
Amanda moaned breathily when I did the same for the ribbons that circled her thighs, taking my time to kiss and lick every ounce of skin I exposed until she was eventually laid in nothing but her red underwear. The temptation to cut it off gnawed at me, but underwear could be expensive, so I unhooked her bra like a good boy.
‘Fuck,’ I groaned as I circled her nipples, watching rapt as they peaked under my attention. My tongue followed my fingers. Then my teeth. Amanda’s back arched as I took my time with her, working her pretty chest until she writhed beneath me.
‘Where are you going?’ She demanded as I stood, turning off the lights and grabbing a candle from the dresser. Low melting point, my favourite.
‘To get a little something I think you’ll enjoy.’
I lit the taper, letting the warm glow spill across her skin. Shadows danced over her skin, and she flinched as the wax dripped onto her stomach.
‘It won’t burn you. Just a moment of heat, and then the sensation grows. Can you feel it?’
‘Yes,’ she said, her stomach tightening as another drop landed.
‘I love it when you give in.’ The wax was as red as her ribbons, leaving a trail of droplets from her hip up to her chest. I grew particularly fond of the slutty little moans she gave when the wax dripped on her nipples.
Her breathing grew more rapid with each passing minute, and when I dripped the wax over her thighs, she trembled.
‘Henry,’ she whispered, barely a breath, ‘please…’
And that was it. The last thread of my restraint snapped like the thinnest twig. Placing the candle on the bedside table, I tore off her panties and shoved them into her mouth, enjoying the way her pupils dilated when I did.
Flipping her over, I positioned her at the edge of the bed.
‘Grab your ankles, Princess, and don’t let go.’
She lay on her stomach, face tipped to one side, splayed open with her ass in the air. Glistening so sweetly for me.
All for me.
‘So very wet,’ I said, knelt beside the bed and basking in her obedience.
‘Henry, please fuck me,’ she begged around the wet material of her underwear.
‘No. You can’t display all that for me and expect me not to have a taste, Amanda. Such a delicious feast, and I want to taste you so very badly. Want to feel you lose control with nothing but my tongue.’
Her gasp was soft, broken and desperate when I leaned forward and pressed my tongue against her. I couldn’t tell which one of us moaned the loudest. She tasted sweet and salty and perfect. Her fingers tightened around her ankles, and she wriggled backwards, demanding more with every inch of her body.
‘I want to taste the need you’ve been hiding from everyone else,’ I murmured, my lips brushing over her heat and making her squirm. My teasing only lasted so long before I couldn’t hold back any longer. My soft touches turned to hungry lashes of my tongue, alternating between nipping her with my teeth and sucking her into my mouth. A light sheen covered her skin, growing hot beneath my fingers as I pressed my arms between her thighs, spreading her even wider and grabbing her ass with my hands.
The perfect position to hold her steady while I made her fall apart.
‘You taste so fucking good, baby,’ I said against her swollen flesh, delighting in every dirty little gasp she gave. I felt her orgasm before it hit fully, her cunt pulsing against my mouth.
I redoubled my efforts against her clit, teasing the bundle of nerves until she cried out into the sheets, her body flexing and shaking as I swallowed down every last little ounce of her desire.
When I finally released her and gathered her against me, she looked totally boneless. A satisfied puddle of woman. I fished the panty gag from her mouth and tossed it aside.
She touched my cheek with shaking fingers.
‘Henry…’
‘I’ve got you,’ I whispered, kissing her slowly. ‘I’m here.’
She exhaled against my mouth and finally curled up in my lap like I’d hoped she would the day I met her.
