“You’ve been hiding that from me all night,” he rasps, stepping out of them.
I nod, biting my lip. It’s true. I was hoping the end of the night would lead us to this. So I wore this for Gabe, as I knew he’d like it. And, judging by his reaction, he likes it very much.
“Naughty woman.”
Now standing in front of me, he pulls me into his arms, his hard dick pressing into me as his fingers run over the lace of the bustier, then to the back, where the strings are pulled tightly.
“Mmm,” he murmurs, his hands moving down my back to the globes of my ass. He palms my backside, his big hands giving each one a squeeze. I love when he puts his hands on me. It makes me feel sexy and feminine. Then he tugs at the lace, ripping it.
“Gabe!” I exclaim.
“I’ll buy you more,” he growls near my ear, pulling the scrap of lace from my body.
He places kisses down the side of my neck, blazing a path straight to my breasts. Once there, he kisses the top of each one , then licks toward my nipples. Except they’re covered by the lingerie. Undeterred, he pops a breast free and latches onto a nipple.
As he teases my nipples, I tremble in his arms. I was already close to the edge before we got back home. Now, I feel like I’m about to explode. I’m not sure how much more I can take before I do.
“Please,” I whimper, my core drenched and waiting, my clit throbbing.
He doesn’t reply, he just moves to the other nipple, laving it with his tongue, then sucks it onto his mouth. Once he’s done, he looks me in the eye and moves me onto the bed, on my knees.
“Hands,” he commands gruffly. Holding out my hands, he clicks them around my wrists and locks them. “On your back.” I do as he commands. He stands at the foot of the bed, feet apart, his thick dick bobbing in front of him. What I wouldn’t give for a taste. “Hands above your head.” Again, I do as he commands. When Gabe gets all bossy, I fucking love it.
Coming over me, his balls heavy and his dick hard and ready, he moves my head toward the foot of the bed, then crawls over me, his thick shaft in front of my face, hovering over mouth. “Okay?”
“Very much okay,” I purr, opening my mouth. As soon as I do, he pushes his hard length inside and I suck him deep. At the same time, he licks my wet pussy, slurping up my desire and laps at my swollen clit. Oh, fuck. I’m not going to last. He does it again and I start to shake. I’m about to come. He teases me again, this time sucking my puffy clit into his mouth. And that’s all it takes. Pleasure floods through me and I climax, coming on his face. But he doesn’t stop. He just keeps lapping at me, sucking my clit and fucking me with his tongue. I groan around his dick in my mouth, pleasuring him at the same time pleasure courses through me. He keeps teasing me with his tongue and he’s going to push me into another orgasm if he doesn’t stop. Like he can read my mind, he gives my soaking wet pussy one last lick, then pops his dick out of my mouth.
“Okay?”
“Hmm,” I groan, unable to speak. I’m close to orgasm again and my body is like a livewire, ready to detonate.
He gets up, flips me onto my belly, then spreads my legs. My hands are still handcuffed, so I can’t touch him. Holding my wrists in his large hand, he notches the head of his hard dick at my entrance and slides inside. I’m so slick from my orgasm, that he slides deep, with one thrust.
“Unng,” I moan, my pussy already fluttering around his length.
He moans, then starts to move. Like this, he hits my sweet spot and I go off, my climax exploding through me, shattering me. “Gabe!” I scream.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmurs, his damp chest over my back. God, I love when he says that.
He strokes in and out of me, then pulls out. But it all makes sense when he flips me over and shoves back into me, a hand holding my arms above my head, making my tits stick out. Fucking me harder now, he leans down and licks my nipples. I’m so close. Again.
“Come, baby,” he tells me, pinching my clit as he plunges deep inside me.
And I do. I come for a third time, my body in a euphoric state. I’m so blissed out, I feel like I’m having an out of body experience. And it’s only heightened when Gabe’s body tenses, then comes, his dick jerking inside me. His orgasm, combined with my own, triggers another mini orgasm and I about black out.
“No more,” I grate out, my throat raw from screaming out from my orgasms.
“No more,” he breathes, laying over me.
We stay there a moment, both of us trying to come back down from our post-orgasm highs.
“I’m going to miss this,” he sighs, pulling out of me as he gets up, our cum dripping down my thighs.
“Me, too,” I whisper, both of us finally addressing what’s to come.
“Let’s get you out of those cuffs,” he says, his voice a bit gravelly from his orgasm, reaching for my hands. He unlocks the cuffs and drops them on the floor next to the bed. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asks, stroking my wrists with his long fingers.
“Not at all.”
