“Did you come?”
“No,” she gasps wetly. “I swear. I swear I didn’t. I didn’t!”
“You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?”
“No!” She sounds utterly distressed at the prospect. “I didn’t!”
Judging by everything I heard in my ear while I was away, she didn’t come, but she must be close. A crimson flush sweeps down from her throat to her breasts and my cock throbs at the sight. The hardest part of this has been keeping my hands to myself. She smells of sex and sin, she’s gorgeous, and her body is stimulated to its limits and so ready for me.
Resisting is my test.
Slowly leaning down, I run my fingertips over her damp nipples where some of the gel still lingers. She yelps and arches into my touch, chasing my caress with a roll of her body.
“Please,” Ivy gasps. “Please, I-I can’t take much more. I can’t. Please! Please touch me. Touch me or fuck me or something, just please, I can’t stand this. I can’t!”
“Are you giving up? Do you not trust me to take care of you?”
Ivy chokes on her next words, shaking her head back and forth. “I trust you! I-I do!”
“Good. Then show me.”
Untying Ivy’s wrists, I move her around the bed until she’s further down and more comfortable, then I bind her wrists together at the small of her back. As she lies back down, I strip and situate over her chest. Ivy’s blindfolded, flushed face gazes up at me, unseeing, and melts into ecstasy when I grasp her tits with both hands and tweak her nipples.
It’s a wonder she doesn’t come immediately.
Sliding my cock between her soft, hot tits, I massage her nipples while bringing her breasts close together to caress my cock. Ivy writhes like she has no control, weeping and begging each time I run my thumbs over her stimulated nipples. As I start to fuck through the valley of her breasts, her begging grows higher and higher before dissolving into wordless moans and pants. She’s incredibly reactive to every tweak of her nipples, every touch and caress. Music to my ears as my hours of watching her result in one of the fastest orgasms of my life.
Just as I’m on the cusp, I abandon her tits and rise onto my knees, taking my aching cock in hand. “Open your mouth,” I gasp.
She does, and just in time. My orgasm hits a second later just as I rest the crown of my cock on the swell of her lower lip. Ropes of white jolt from me as I come with a sharp cry, filling her mouth with pulse after pulse. Despite her surprise, Ivy swallows immediately and as each pulse of cum slows, she lifts her head and wraps her lips around the crown of my cock.
The moment she sucks, my eyes roll back and heat coils through my abdomen. She sucks until I’m utterly spent and with some gentle coaxing, she unlatches from my cock and sinks back down onto the bed.
“Good girl.”
Ivy whimpers, tears soaking into her makeshift blindfold. “I’m good,” she gasps, her voice a harsh whisper. “I’m so good.”
“Yes, you are.”
I spend the next hour pushing her to her limit. The toy between her legs remains fixed as I massage her breasts, kiss and lick the remaining gel from her nipples, massage her trembling thighs, and bring myself to another orgasm by fucking between her silken thighs. It’s her punishment for running away, for making me worry and risking her life with thoughtless action.
By the time I’m satisfied, Ivy’s a whimpering, quivering, overheated mess and I grant her the reward she’s thoroughly earned. Freeing her ankles from her bindings, I pull the toy free and move Ivy into my lap. Untying her wrists, I keep the blindfold on as I kiss her and thrust my aching cock inside her scorching hot pussy in one smooth thrust.
She screams and orgasms instantly, her hands clawing at my back and her body trembling as if she’s about to shake apart in my arms.
I don’t stop there.
Laying her down on the bed, I fuck her hard and fast, pounding into her with all my might and watching as overwhelming pleasure consumes her.
She leaves trails of fire across my shoulders from her nails, tries to kiss me but ends up a whimpering, wordless mess as I fuck her. Her tits bounce, her hair splays around her head like a golden halo, and she loses all strength to hold onto me as I fuck her closer and closer to another orgasm. She’s so wet and so completely stimulated that I slip out of her once, so I hook my arm under her knee and lift her leg up to adjust my angle and pound down into her, molding her cunt to my cock.
Her next orgasm takes her breath away. Ivy’s mouth lies open, her breath catches in her throat, and her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard that I almost can’t thrust inside her. It’s like she never wants me to leave, and I never want to. Three thrusts later, the spasming of her pussy brings me right over the edge and I spill inside her gorgeous, hot body.
Pulse after hot pulse, gasp after gasp, and a mingling chorus of moans fills the room.
Then I collapse down next to her, panting harshly from the work while she lies there, boneless. Very slowly, Ivy turns her head toward me as I lift the blindfold to see her gazing at me while she pants.
“That,” she gasps softly. “Was the best orgasm of my fucking life. Holy shit.”
