“I like your tat,” she murmured, running her fingers over his ink. “It looks familiar.”
“It’s based on the Vitruvian Man.”
“Right… by da Vinci.” She continued massaging his tight muscles. “He believes everything is connected to everything else. It’s sexy.”
“So are you.”
Her touch was both firm and soft. At one point, she dipped down and dropped a series of tender kisses down his spine. “I love your touch,” he murmured.
After she massaged his back and thighs, she told him to turn over. Now, lying on his back, she continued caressing him. Up and down, back and forth, the tension melted away. With his sight impaired, he focused on her touch. Her fingers worked his muscles with an intense precision. Her breathing was slow and steady, except when she leaned down and kissed him.
When her lips touched his, her breath hitched. And then, she slipped her tongue inside his mouth and stroked his gently. The build was luxurious. He had no recollection of ever being this spoiled by a woman, and never at the club.
One of the things he appreciated about her was her beautiful aroma. At first, she smelled like the club soap, but the more he relaxed, the more her baseline scent became apparent. It reminded him of a garden of spring flowers.
When she finished, she removed his blindfold and stared down at him. She was straddling him on all fours and it took all his strength not to flip her over and drive himself inside her. Her beautiful, relaxed smile made his heart pound.
She tucked a pillow beneath his head. “I want to give you a happy ending. Can I blow you?”
“Fuck, yeah. Jesus, I am so damn lucky. Take off your mask so I can see your beautiful face.”
“No,” she whispered before silencing him with another searing kiss. Then, she kissed his chest and his abs before coming to rest between his legs, his shaft throbbing with anticipation.
“Watch me take your cock into my mouth and suck you hard.”
He blew out a breath as she cradled his balls and massaged gently. When she ran her tongue over his head, then slipped his cock inside her mouth, he released a long, deep growl.
“Oh, fuck,” he rasped.
As she rolled her tongue over the head and down the shaft, he rested his arm behind his head and watched. Each time, she took in more and more of him until she was deep throating him again and again.
Pleasure bowed to pure euphoria. His breathing became jagged, his cock turned rock hard in her mouth. The faster she sucked, the higher he flew. Her throaty moaning drove him wild with need. She was unleashing herself on him, stroking him with one hand while pulling him into her until his cock touched the back of her throat. His moans turned to groans; her moans turned to mewls. She had him flying toward a release.
“Pull off if you don’t want to—”
And that’s when she took him in as far as she could and he exploded in her mouth, the orgasm sending wave after wave of ecstasy pounding through him. And somehow, he’d forced himself to keep his eyes open, so he could watch her taking him.
At that moment, she owned him. To do with as she pleased, for as long as she wanted. Slowly, she lifted off him and vanished into the bathroom while he lay there drifting amongst the stars.
When she slinked back into the room, she turned up the music and started moving to the beat. Inch by inch, she unzipped the corset, revealing her exquisite breasts. His cock hardened as her lids grew heavy. Not wanting to miss a second of her strip show, he leaned up on his elbows to watch.
The corset fell away and she danced her way over to the bed. As he admired her large breasts and erect nipples, he said, “Venus, you have the body of a goddess.”
Then, she turned around and bent over to pick up the corset, giving him a perfect view of her sexy ass. “You are gorgeous from every damn angle.”
With her back to him, she shimmied out of her hot shorty-shorts, then rose and faced him. Shaved pussies always did it for him and he groaned out his approval. He dragged his gaze up and down her body while his cock shot to attention.
But watching wasn’t enough. He went to her, captured her masked face in his hands, and kissed her.
Their throaty moans filled his ears while she wrapped her arms around him and pressed her breasts against his chest. He caressed her back and her ass, appreciating her soft skin and figure eight curves.
And then, his controlling nature kicked in and he lifted her into his arms and deposited her on the bed. “I need to be inside you,” he rasped out. “Now.”
“Tie me up and fuck me, hard.”
Dakota used the Velcro wrist and ankle straps to secure her to the bed. Then, he rolled on a condom.
“I want to bury myself so deep inside you, you surrender to me, again and again.”
