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. Yessss&  he hissed as he followed my tongue, pushing the heated length of his hardness into thewarmth of my mouth, stroking it against my tongue and lips in short, sharp thrusts.I worked toswallow around him, scraping him a bit with my teeth and I winced, thinking I d hurt him.I d used myteeth on him before, but not quite that hard. Christ, that s good, he groaned. Suck me, Chloe.I blinked in surprise behind the blindfold, then berated myself for being shocked.It wasn t like I dbitten him or anything, but it was definitely enough to hurt him, I thought.Guess not.That turned thingseven warmer down below.I closed my lips around him, leaning into him to take him deep.I felt the tip of him at the back of mythroat and fought my gag reflex, pressing my tongue against the bottom of him as I breathed through mynose and swallowed.He jerked in my mouth, his hips thrusting helplessly as my throat musclesconvulsed around him, massaging in counterpart to my suction.Brandon s hands came up, one cradling my jaw, the other spearing into the knot of hair on top of myhead as he pulled me back, sliding himself out of my mouth. I m gonna fuck your mouth, baby,okay? he asked, gruffly.I nodded, my lips already parting to receive him once more.I groaned as he slid inside, smilingaround his thickness as he swore under his breath again.He used his hands to guide me, once againgently hooking a thumb into the corner of my mouth to keep my jaw open as he began thrustingbetween my lips, sliding along my tongue with quick strokes.I moaned at the feel of him, slick from my mouth, but also from the copious drops of moisture seepingfrom the tip, the taste lingering on my tongue making desire pool heavily between my thighs.Hefucked my mouth roughly, all the while taking care not to hurt me.He grunted and groaned when hissensitive flesh scraped against my teeth, the slight edge of pain serving only to heighten his pleasure.Finally, when his hips were moving rapidly, his thrusts becoming uneven and jerky, he thrust me awayfrom him, depriving me of his release.I cried out and he shushed me. It s okay, baby, I just wasn tready to come yet.You okay? I wasn t too rough?I shook my head immediately, though I did shift a little bit against the ache beginning to build in myknees and thighs from kneeling for so long on the floor.He must have noticed.His hands reached down and gripped my waist, pulling me up off the floor and onto my feet in a fluidmovement that only served to remind me of his strength.I loved it.I felt him reach behind me andunhook the cuffs, rubbing my hands to make sure I wasn t losing feeling in them. I m good, Brandon.I promise, I told him, leaning into the broad, muscular expanse of his chest.Ikissed the naked skin of his chest because it was there, and because I could.His arms came aroundme and hugged me tightly to him.I could feel the hard length of him pressed against my stomach andmy hand came up of its own volition, tracing my fingers over his hard stomach until I pushed betweenour bodies and encircled the hot thickness with my hand.He sucked in a breath and released it on a whoosh before he pulled away, gently berating me. Uh,uh, uh& all in good time.This is my surprise, right?I nodded. And we re playing by my rules?I nodded again. Then no touching.I m gonna cuff you again, okay?I nodded once more.I felt his lips lightly kiss each of my eyes through the blindfold, then touch briefly on the tip of mynose, before placing a gently kiss to my upturned lips.He grabbed me by the waist again and pickedme up, tossing me carefully onto the bed.I rolled automatically, presenting him with my arms behindmy back so he could hook the cuffs together again, but he only laughed under his breath and rolled meback over. Stay still.He left the bed for a moment and I heard him rummaging through the drawer of my dresser, then ametallic clink.Then he was back on the bed with me and I heard the clicking noises of handcuffsbeing attached to the slatted bedframe behind me on either side.Once he d done that, he took each ofmy arms and attached the little hooks to the chain of the handcuffs, I would assume, because the hooksweren t large enough to go round the slats.That done, he traced his fingertips down each of my arms, leaving me gasping and squirming andfinally, protesting and laughing when he got to my ticklish spots. Brandon, no! I shouted shrilly, my voice still shaking with laughter.I heard him chuckle and then murmur against my skin,  Okay, okay& I won t. His lips touched minesweetly and things turned serious again when mine parted and allowed his tongue to sweep inside tothrust and parry with mine, tasting and teasing each other, taking it deeper and deeper until we weredesperate for each other.His hands were all over me, sliding up and down my body, plucking at my nipples through the lacepanels of the lingerie I wore.My back arched, my hands pulling at their bonds, my mouth wordlesslyasking him for more. Are you overly fond of this outfit? he asked me, his lips brushing against mine with every word. I just& I just bought it today, I gasped as his fingers worked delicately over my breasts, flicking thealready aching tips to almost painfully hard diamond points.He was up off the bed then, leaving me whimpering in his absence.He was back in a heartbeatthough, his words brief and bitten out. I ll buy you a new one, he growled, and then I felt somethingcool and sharp slide against my skin underneath the material.Suddenly, I was bare; he d cut thelingerie from me, the tattered remains of it falling down the sides of my body to lie on the bed. God, you re fucking gorgeous, sunshine.I love the way you look all spread out for me, your bareskin so soft and touchable& kissable.I moaned at the ache twisting in my belly, the heavy curl of want, the sparking fire of need that racedalong my skin at his words.My hips thrust toward him, asking for his touch, and I cursed the blindfoldnow, wanting to see him above me as he buried himself to the hilt inside my folds.Like he knew my thoughts, the blindfold was wrenched away from my eyes and I blinked up into hisface, his stormy eyes searching mine, blazing with a heat that left me breathless.He sat up andreached behind him, gathering up the items that were, miraculously, still lying on the bed despite mythrashing.He brought each of them up and held them in front of my face, lustful speculation creepinginto his smile. I think we need to turn you over, baby, he whispered, the words pebbling my skin instantly.He unsnapped the leather cuffs and turned me, taking the time to move the handcuffs in closer togetherbefore snapping the leather cuffs back around my wrists, leaving me face down on the mattress, myhands circling the slats of the headboard, bound by the cuffs.He gripped my hips and pulled them up,my weight resting on my knees, cheek and forearms flat on the bed.He spread my legs wider, his thumbs caressing the soft, damp folds between my thighs as he did.Ijerked at his touch, wanting more, but he denied me.Instead, he chuckled and moved away again.I turned my head a bit and watched him over myshoulder.His nostrils were flared, eyes flashing, and that gloriously hard part of him was jutting outfrom his hips, inducing another rush of wetness to my already swollen, glistening pink folds.Without warning, his hand swung and the supple leather tongue of the riding crop bit into the roundedglobe of my ass, making me hiss at the sting [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]