Killian opened his mouth.
She didn’t let him speak.
She moved. Climbed up his body until her knees braced on either side of his head, her hands gripping the headboard above him.
Lowered her pussy onto his mouth.
Killian groaned.
The vibration went straight through her core.
His tongue was already moving, eager and unrestrained.
Her head fell back, a moan rising in her throat. Her hips rocked forward, slow at first, finding the rhythm. His mouth was hot, hungry, relentless.
Her hands scrabbled for the headboard, fingers slipping on polished wood before catching one of the spindles. Her hips rocked forward, testing the rhythm, adjusting to the pressure of his mouth.
His tongue thrust into her. Her grip on the headboard tightened.
She was already wet from watching him obey, from tying him up. Now his mouth was making it worse—better. She was dripping and he was licking it up like he couldn't get enough. His nose rubbed her clit with every roll of her hips. The angle was perfect. The pressure exactly right.
The wet sounds of his mouth on her filled the room. His breathing harsh through his nose. Her breath coming in short gasps
She was close. So close.
Her whole body pulled taut, tension winding tighter with every pass of his tongue.
Killian groaned desperate against her. The vibration pushed her over.
April came on his mouth, her hips grinding down, her core clenching and pulsing as the orgasm rolled through her in waves. She cried out, forcing the air out of her in a broken sound she couldn’t swallow back.
When she could breathe again, when her thighs stopped shaking, she lifted off him.
Killian's face was flushed. Lips wet and swollen. Eyes absolutely wrecked. His chest rose and fell in ragged bursts
April climbed off the bed on unsteady legs. She opened the top drawer of the nightstand.
The drawer slid open with a soft whisper.
Lube. Three different kinds.Of course.
She grabbed one.
And—oh.
A second scarf. Black silk. Folded neatly next to a box of condoms.
She grabbed that too.
When she turned back, his cock stood rigid against his stomach, flushed dark and leaking.
Her pulse kicked up. She climbed back onto the bed, straddled his thighs but didn't touch him yet. Held up the black scarf.
Killian's eyes widened. His cock jerked.
She wrapped the scarf around his head, covering his mouth. Tied it firmly behind.
Killian groaned, muffled by the gag. His eyes dark and desperate.
