“A cock ring and rope? Liv…I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes.”
“Yes. Fuck, yes.”
Fusing our mouths together, I pour every bit of excitement for what the night holds into this kiss.
Her body melts into mine as I deepen our connection. Every nerve ending of mine is on fire as her hands slide down my chest.
“Before we start, we need a safe word,” I tell her as she pushes me back.
“Bridge.”
A lopsided smile pulls the corner of my mouth. “Seems you already thought of this.”
Liv moves back toward the bed. “You could say that. Now, let’s get started.”
“Then get on the bed,” I command. “And leave the heels on.”
Tossing the bag on the bed, complete with a strip of condoms, I grab the rope in my hand. The thought of tying Liv up and having my way with her has the tip of my cock peeking out of my briefs.
“Looks like someone is ready to join the party.”
“We’ll get there. Now, get on your back with your hands above your head.”
“What do you plan on doing?”
Liv sits in the middle of the bed, but doesn’t lie down.
Oh, this is going to be fun.
“First, I’m going to tie you up. Then I’m going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours. After that, well, I might eat your pussy before I put on this ring and fuck us both into oblivion.”
“I want it all.”
I rid myself of my briefs and watch as her eyes go to my dick. “Then why don’t you be a good little girl and do as I ask, hmm?”
Once she is lying on her back, I grab Liv’s wrists and tie them together before securing them on a loose slat in the headboard. Perfect design for something like this.
“You are so fucking sexy, Liv.” I drag a lone finger from her chin, down her neck, over her nipples, and back up. “I love how you react to me.”
Her body writhes beneath me as I move over her. “I’m so wet, Tag.”
Brushing her thong to the side, I sink two fingers inside her. “Yeah you are.”
I move in and out of her at a lazy pace, soaking my fingers before pulling them out.
“Why’d you stop?” she whines.
“Like I said—I’m going to fuck your mouth before anything else.” Her eyes travel down my body as I give myself a lazy stroke, lubricating myself with her wetness. “What’s the safe word again?”
She smiles up at me. “Bridge.”
“Good girl.”
Straddling her chest, I brush the head of my leaking cock over her lips. She opens at first taste.
Slipping inside her warm, wet mouth, it takes everything I have not to come immediately.
