His warm large hands land on the backs of my thighs and I become keenly aware of his touch, really aware. The sensation is somehow heightened and I feel him all over. My anticipation increases and my heart beats rapidly when he rubs my thighs.
“Shit, I feel your hands all over,” I moan from the overwhelming pleasure.
“That’s because you can’t move your arms or legs. If you like this, you’re going to really fuck with this,” he says before leaning in and burying his face into my pussy.
He’s absolutely right because the first flicker of his tongue over my clit forces my head back into the pillows and causes my eyes to disappear to the back of my head. A vibrating energy starts at the back of my neck, and when he pulls my clit into his mouth and sucks it, that energy surges through me. My arms and legs visibly tremble and a massive orgasm floods my body. I cum, hard and fast, and he laps up my juices equally as hard and fast. The sensation and sound both take me over and I cum back-to-back for what feels like minutes. Incoherent words fall from my lips. I’m on the verge of insanity when the last one stops rippling through me.
“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” I cry but he’srelentless.
Insatiable.
Diabolical.
I’m completely undone, unraveling, and satiated to the millionth degree but he’s just getting started. His hands move to my ass and he spreads my cheeks. Slowly, he plants kisses on both then his tongue circles my dark hole. My body jolts and the reverberations from the jolt are felt from the tips of my toes all the way up to the hairs on my head.
“What the fuck,” I whimper. I want to grab the pillows, grip the sheets with my fingers or toes, or even dig my nails into his back but I can’t. That energy and sexual tension is constrained and brewing in my core. It builds more when he kisses my ass and dips his tongue into my hole. I’m no longer on the verge of insanity; I’m here, going crazy. “Oson, please, please,” I beg mindlessly, asking for something, anything. Hell, I don’t know what.
“Relax, sexy,” he says authoritatively before returning his tongue to my hole.
My eyes roll to the back of my head again. I can’t imagine being more relaxed than I already am. Thanks to him, I’m in a state of pure pleasure and orgasmic bliss.
He lifts his head, stares into my eyes, then places his finger into his mouth. After wetting it, he leans down. His warm tongue returns to my pussy and kisses it slowly. Tremors seize my legs and arms and I mentally brace myself for another mind shattering orgasm. I fail miserably because the moment his finger breaches my ass, I explode. He’s awakened a new erogenous zone for me and I like it. His finger in my ass and mouth on my pussy usher me to an orgasm that causes me to temporarily lose my sight.
“Oh god, please stop,” I scream, verbalizing a damn lie. Stopping is the last thing I want to happen, not now, not ever. When my sight returns, I see him lift his head. With his finger still in my ass, he rubs the tip of his dick on my ultra-sensitive pussy. The moment he enters me, my eyebrows arch sharply, my head falls back, and pressure builds in my core. Inch by inch, he gives me all of him, filling me to capacity. When he pulls out, a floodgate opens and I squirt all over his chest. “My jeeeee-zus!” I scream and my words echo off the walls.
He plunges right back into me, slamming his rock abs against the backs of my thighs. The suite is filled with the sounds of my screams and him diving into my ocean. My pussy is soaking wet, sensitive, and being beautifully fucked by this man. Thanks to these cuffs and him, I’m in heaven. My entire body is on fire. I’m convulsing and on the verge of tears as another orgasm rips through me. I’ve lost count of them and I love that for me.
After this last explosion, his thrusts pick up. He removes his finger from my ass and his hands move to the cuffs. He releases my ankles and positions my legs over his shoulders. His hands grip my ass, and he lifts me slightly, drilling into me, pounding my spot. He groans and a language foreign to me flies off mylips. In seconds, we are cumming together. His grip on my ass tightens as he releases into the condom.
Still inside me, he gingerly places my legs onto the bed then lays his firm body on top of mine. His head rests on my breasts as he catches his breath. I’m chasing mine too as my body tries to recover from that beautiful havoc he just wreaked.
I’m spent.
Drained.
Satisfied beyond measure.
And all I want to do is hold him, run my hands through his Caesar cut, and feel his skin under the pads of my fingers. After my breathing slows and my heartbeat regulates, I make my request.
“Take off the cuffs. I want to touch you,” I say.
