Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 78521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
I lean down and brush my lips slightly over her navel. Her creamy skin is so soft, so smooth. My cock is ready, and it takes all my effort not to climb on top of her and thrust inside.
I position myself between her legs, and I close my eyes. I inhale, and I smile. God, the tangy fragrance of her cunt. Sweeter than the finest perfume from Paris.
Then I open my eyes.
She raises her hips.
I spread her legs farther apart and lower my head, stopping before I touch her. I groan as I inhale.
I inhale again, and her body responds.
Then—
Her phone rings, a muffled tune coming from her purse on the nightstand.
Chapter Twelve
“Ignore it,” I command.
She obeys, which frankly surprises the hell out of me.
Good little submissive.
She doesn’t take her gaze off me.
I lower my lips and give her clit a quick nip. I lick her juice from my lips.
She jerks wildly. I nip again and then once more. I slide my tongue over her clit and downward to lick her slick folds.
God…
The crisp juiciness, the tangy orangey flavor…
I could lick her forever.
I meet her gaze, make sure she’s watching, and I slide my tongue inside her.
Bliss.
Wet and silky bliss.
My cock is throbbing between my legs, and I want to grab it, milk myself.
But I force myself to calm and shove a finger inside her channel. So tight. So slippery and tight.
I stop licking her and leave her clit alone. She continues to do as I ask.
She looks. She sees.
I look. I see.
The beauty of her focus. The burning light in her brown eyes. The curve of her belly and the rosy globes of her breasts.
Yes. Seeing is powerful. So powerful.
She pulls at the bindings absently and then quickly remembers to ease the tension.
She smiles, meeting my gaze. Though I don’t return the smile, I do withdraw my finger and swiftly move to thrust my dick inside her.
Home sweet home. I let out a growl as I reach upward, bracing my hands on the headboard.
I don’t kiss her.
This isn’t about feeling.
It’s about seeing.
If I kiss her, she won’t be able to watch what’s happening between us.
I positioned us perfectly so she can look directly into my eyes as I fuck her, but she can also lift her neck and watch me going in and out of her.
It’s a beautiful sight, our bodies joining. My dick disappears fully inside her body.
Without meaning to, I close my eyes, allow myself to feel the perfection of being embedded inside her.
But only for a moment.
I’m determined to keep my eyes open, to watch her as she watches me. Watches us.
I pull out then, and her gaze travels to my cock. I’m going slowly, which isn’t the norm for me. I’m doing it so she can watch. So she can see the beauty of our bodies coming together.
I don’t tell her to watch.
I no longer have to, because she cannot look away.
I cannot look away.
We’re mesmerizing together.
I push back into her slowly, hold our bodies together for a few seconds as she gazes into my eyes, and then I pull out, again so slowly.
“Fuck it,” I grunt, and I thrust into her hard.
Slowly is over, but still she watches as I piston my hips and fuck her hard. One thrust, another, another, another, until—
I bury myself so deeply, and I pulsate inside her. In the timeless moment of my climax, I feel completely helpless. Completely at the mercy of my body.
It’s the one time I cede control. The one time I’m vulnerable.
And it lasts only about ten to fifteen seconds.
But oh, those seconds. In that brief time, my mind and body are one with the mind and body of my partner. And with Skye? It’s so much better than it’s ever been. Like the ultimate relief after reaching the highest mountain.
My eyes are closed, and a subtle shudder racks my body.
I finish my climax and then roll off her. I rest on my back and close my eyes, breathing rapidly.
My cock is still semi-hard. I keep my eyes closed, and my breath comes in rapid puffs. Minute by minute, it slows down until I’m breathing normally.
Is she still watching me?
She’d better be.
Still, my eyes stay closed, and serene images flood my mind. Afterglow. Nothing like it. Except, of course, climax itself. That’s even better.
I sink into the mattress, let my body float in the overwhelming release, the relaxing ether, the…darkness…
My eyes pop open. “Skye?”
She’s nudging my calf with her toes, and she nods.
I smile. “You may speak now.”
“That was amazing, Braden, but I don’t think I can sleep tied up like this.”
“I’d never expect you to.” I sit up and deftly unhook her.
She shakes her arms out and rubs her wrists.
“You aren’t chafed, are you?”
“I don’t think so. Just a little stiff.”
“You did really well,” I say. “Did you enjoy it?”