“Right. So I guess I’ll just sit here and play with this myself?”
I twirl the ring around on my finger.
“Ugh. Fine. Hurry up. I want to come again.”
“Knew it, my greedy little girl.”
Turning on the ring, I slather it in lube with the small packet given and roll it down my cock.
Nothing like a vibrating cock ring to get you completely hard again.
“Fuck. This might be something we need to play with more.”
“Let me feel it.”
“Patience, baby.” I nip at her neck, sucking at the spot to mark her. “Let me suit up.”
Tearing open the condom packet, I roll it over my cock. Ripples of anticipation roll off Liv.
“Tag!” she shouts as I push inside her in one go.
Her breasts bounce as I thrust in and out of her. My hips piston at a quick pace. Both of us are already at the edge, having come once—or in her case, twice—before.
I jack my hips. I’m unrelenting as Liv pulls at her bindings. Her shouts spur me on. Her pussy chokes my dick every time I bottom out.
“You feel so damn good, baby. So perfect. Like your pussy was made for my cock.”
“Yes. I love the way you make me feel.”
Dragging my cock out, I thrust a few more times before she comes again. I bury my face in her neck, licking and sucking on her pulsing vein as my own release snakes through me.
Fuck. It’s overwhelming as I try to calm the riot of emotions swimming through me. It’s more than just lust and desire. It’s love for this woman who gave so much of herself to me tonight.
I don’t deserve this woman.
Slipping out of her, I remove the condom, tie it off, and dump it into the wastebin. I release the ropes, rubbing the red marks on her wrists.
Our breathing evens out as we lie together in each other’s arms.
“How are you feeling?” I whisper, holding her close, checking in with her.
“Perfect. Absolutely perfect. You?”
“Perfect. Absolutely perfect.”
Chapter Twenty
TAG
“Where are you taking me?”
“Relax, Liv. You’ll like it.”
“You know I don’t like surprises.”
Drawing to a stop at the crosswalk, I wrap my arms around Liv’s hips. “I know. It’s not like I’m taking you to some sex club.”
“Sex club?” She quirks a brow at me. “Really, Tag?”
