“Come here,” I command, needing to taste her lips.
She quirks a brow. “I don’t think you’re in any place to make demands.”
“Princess, you are the only fucking thing I’m thinking about. Now, get your ass over here so I can kiss you.”
She smiles softly, a light tinge of pink tinting her cheeks, and I fully understand why wars have been started over women. The way Brielle is looking at me, with her eyes wide in excitement and her lips puffy from sucking my dick, I would give this woman anything she asked for.
She shifts forward, her material-clad pussy rubbing along my shaft, and leans in, pressing her lips to mine. I want to pull her closer, rip those fucking panties off her, and thrust up inside her, but since I can’t do shit, I simply kiss her. My tongue slides between her lips, and I revel in the taste of her.
“Baby, take your bra off,” I murmur against her lips. “And then put those perfect tits in my face.”
She moans at my command and reaches around, unlatching her bra. Her breasts drop slightly, and when the cool air hits her nipples, they harden into twin peaks.
“Now, Princess,” I growl, needing her nipple in my mouth.
“Who’s in charge?” she sasses, contradicting her words as she moves closer, taking her breast into her hand and guiding it toward my mouth.
I lean in as far as the binds will allow and suck the hardened tip into my mouth. I bite down on it, then swirl my tongue around it to soothe the pain.
“Oh God,” Brielle breathes. “Don’t stop, Kane.”
She shoves her tits in my face, and I give each one the attentionthey deserve. Licking and sucking, I don’t stop until she’s writhing against my cock, the wetness between her legs soaking my shaft.
“That’s it, baby. Use me for your pleasure,” I tell her. “Slide that wet cunt along my cock.”
She picks up speed, grinding herself harder along my hard length. Her pussy is fucking soaked, her lower lips enveloping my shaft. She’s so fucking close. I can feel it.
I pull her nipple into my mouth, sucking it as hard as I can, and when I bite down on it again, she flies over the edge, coming hard and loud.
“Oh my God, Kane,” she hisses, dropping her forehead into the crook of my neck.
“I want another one, Bri. Take those goddamn panties off and come sit on my face, baby.”
I slide down so my head is a bit lower as she lifts and pulls the material down one leg and then the other.
When I glance down at her neatly trimmed pussy, my cock swells. But I want that pussy on my mouth before I have it wrapped around my dick.
“Come here,” I tell her, nodding to emphasize my command. “Sit on my face.”
With lust-filled eyes, she climbs up me and situates herself on either side of my face, her pussy directly hovering over my mouth.
“Sit,” I growl, and she drops down, giving me exactly what I want.
It’s a bit harder without any hands, but I nudge her lips apart with my nose and quickly find her clit. As I lick her delicious cunt, she grinds her pussy against my face, using it to bring her closer to her orgasm.
“I’m so close,” she moans. “Right?—”
I latch on to her clit, and she screams my name as her orgasm rips through her, soaking my face with her juices. I lap at them, swallowing every drop I can get, until she’s pushing back because she’s too sensitive.
“Do you have any idea how good you eat pussy?” she mutters,her lids starting to droop from her multiple orgasms. “I think part of your vows should be that you’ll eat my pussy every day for the rest of our lives.”
I bark out a laugh, ignoring the twinge in my chest at the fact that she just implied we’ll be married until we die. “I can do that, but right now, I need that pussy wrapped around my cock. I need to come in your tight cunt.”
She glances around, as if she’s looking for something, and I lose my patience.
“Now, baby. Stick my dick in that pussy.”
“I … I need a condom.”
