“I want you to feel everything and not be distracted. Removing your sense of sight means everything else is heightened.” Trailing my fingers down the column of her neck, I watch her throat work. Bending, I take her lips in mine softly, loving the moan that slips from her lips. We kiss slowly, our tongues tangling and gliding against each other. Reluctantly, I pull back and she chases my lips. “Patience, baby.” She visibly shivers, and her hands in her lap move to knot in my shirt. Taking her hands, I pull her to stand and place them on my chest. “Take it off, Ri.”
“What?” she stutters.
“My shirt. Take it off.”
Fumbling with my buttons, she undoes them one by one. Once she has released the last one, she glides her palms across my heated skin. Trailing them along each ridge of my abs and across my pecs sends tremors through my entire body. Pushing the fabric off my shoulders, I let it fall to the ground.
“Your body feels insane,” she says in a hushed tone. Pausing her movements, she leaves one hand on my chest while her other reaches for the buttons of her blouse, deftly undoing them one by one. The lace of her black bra peeks out, and I reach out to help her undo the final buttons and slide the smooth fabric off her delicate shoulders. I gulp as her pebbled nipples strain against the thin lace. Reaching behind her back, she drags the zipper of her skirt down, and it falls away from her hips to pool at her feet, revealing her thin black thong sitting high on her hips. Her knees hit the back of the bed, and she sits and leans back on her hands, lifting her chest up. Fuck, I’ve never seen anything more extraordinary in my life. Her curvy body is arched for me, my navy tie wrapped around her eyes proving that she isrelenting and offering herself to me. I’m holding on by a very small fucking thread, but this is about her. Showing her how handing over her control to someone and allowing them to look after every part of her is what she needs.
“How do you feel?” I rasp, taking a step back while keeping my eyes locked on the fucking dream of a woman laid out before me. With shaky hands, I collect one of the ice cubes I brought up with me.
“Desperate.” Her hands clench as she swallows roughly.
“What for?” Stepping between her thighs and leaning down, I trail kisses along her jaw.
“You to touch me.”
“I will.” I nip at her flesh on her shoulder. “Just not yet.” She groans and I can’t help the soft chuckle that falls from my lips. “Slide up the bed, baby.” Quickly, she scrambles up the bed until her head rests on the pillows. “You really are desperate, aren't you, baby?” The bed dips as I move up from the end and settle between her parted thighs, circling my finger over her heated skin.
“This is torture.” Whimpering, she moves to cup her breasts and tweak her nipples, but I quickly take her wrists and pin them above her head, causing her to gasp.
“Your pleasure is coming from my touch tonight. If you can’t keep these here”—I push her hands deeper into the mattress, making her squirm—“then I’ll have to tie them up too, understand?” She nods and I drop a kiss to her heaving chest before sitting back on my heels. “Fuck, baby, if you could see how fucking beautiful you look.” My cock is straining in my pants, begging for me to release it and bury it deep inside her. The ice cube balanced between my fingers drips onto my thigh, soaking through my pant leg, and knocks me out of my daze. Leaning down, I hold it over her chest that is rapidly rising and falling, and when it finally drips, she shudders and shrieks.
“What was that?” she rasps.
“Shh.” Bringing the ice cube down, I circle one nipple through the lace of her bra, and she thrusts her chest higher.
“Fuck, Leo.”
Dragging the cube along her heated skin, I revel in the way she squirms underneath me but keeps her hands above her head.
Obedient.
Submissive.
Licking the trail the ice has left, I keep her hip firmly in place as she tries and fails to chase a high that I’m not going to give her just yet. The cube melts completely against her skin, and I brush my thumb against her hard nipple.
“Take it off.” She pushes her chest high, begging breathlessly. Flicking the front clasp open and peeling the material away, I suck in a deep breath when her breasts fall free. Helping her remove the straps from her shoulders, I can’t tear my eyes away from her perfect chest. Her rosy, pink nipples are tight, and when I cup her soft full breasts in my hands, I can’t stop the growl that falls free as she sighs in relief.
“That feels so good.” Wanting to intensify her pleasure, I flatten my tongue against her hardened nub before sucking it in my mouth, lapping at her gently and nipping her sensitive flesh, marking her.
When I stand back up to go and get another ice cube, she reaches out for me and it makes my heart soar. “I’m coming back, baby.” Visibly sagging in relief, she sighs. The mattress dips and I circle her navel with the cube and take it lower. Her breath catches as I drag it across the seam of her thong and down to her already soaked pussy. Hooking my finger tenderly under the fabric, pushing it to the side, my heart pounds loudly in my ears. Her perfect pussy is bare and her clit is throbbing and begging for my touch. “You’re absolutely perfect.” Grazing the tips of my fingers through her wetness, I’m in total awe ofher. Her legs widen even farther, giving me the perfect view. Dragging the cube through her heat, I watch in fascination as she grinds the cube against her clit. Once the cube has melted, I use the juices dripping from her to coat my fingers and tease her entrance before pulling away.
“Fuck, stop teasing me,” she whimpers.
I curl my fingers in the waistband of her thong, and she lifts her hips, allowing me to drag it down her legs. Throwing them to the side, I palm my cock through my pants, trying to relieve some of the pressure building. “How are you feeling now?”
“Like I’m about to burst. Please touch me.”
Circling her entrance, I tease her further until I can’t take it anymore, and I push one finger inside and she clenches. “Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight,” I grit out, continuing to pump in and out, stretching her more when I add another finger and scissor them. Her hips chase the pleasure she is so desperate for, but once again I hold her firmly. “Mine to control, remember, baby.” She nods frantically as I push down on her hip and curl my fingers to hit her G-spot, causing her to call out and her moans to become erratic. Stroking her faster, her walls begin to spasm around my fingers, and I move the palm of my hand to apply a small amount of pressure to her pubic bone. Her body sags before a tremor runs through her and her whole body bows, but I keep the pressure on her, holding her to the mattress while my fingers continue to move in and out of her, the palm of my hand hitting her clit with every pulse. She lets out the most erotic scream I have ever heard as she comes, and wetness coats my hand, the sheets, and her thighs. Watching in total awe as her juices drip and pulse out of her pussy, I slow my movements but don’t remove my fingers until she is completely lax in front of me.
“Oh my God,” she breathes. “I’ve never…that’s never happened before.” She covers her face with her hands eventhough her eyes are still covered by the tie. Crawling up her body, I peel them away and lift the tie, and she squints as her eyes readjust.
“Don’t you dare be embarrassed about that; it was fucking hot. And I’m doing it again.”
Chapter 40
Ria
