a small white cloth, wetted it, and came back to him. She crouched before him and cleaned his cock. He groaned and tensed, hips thrusting. Was he that desperate to climax? He was part incubus and they thrived on sexual play and the rush of satisfaction that came with release. Was she hurting him by making him hold off?
She took the cloth away. It seemed almost cruel to do this to him, but he had looked excited at the prospect when she had talked about it.
She stood, backed away from him and then shimmied out of her underwear. A wave of her hand had the armchair shifting across the room and stopping behind her. She seated herself on it and stared at him. He was panting, defined chest heaving with each strained breath. Her pulse raced and she wriggled on the seat, squirming. What would he look like if she went through with this? She wanted to know.
Elissa slowly lifted her leg, revealing herself to his hungry eyes. Rapt didn’t cover it. He looked enthralled as she settled her knee over the arm of the chair, exposing herself, and it gave her the courage to continue. She slowly skimmed her fingers down over her stomach and dipped them into her slippery folds. A moan escaped her at the first brush of contact. She stared at Payne, forcing herself to watch him and see what she was doing to him. He frowned, pure pain twisting his expression. She ran her fingers around her clitoris, teasing both herself and him at the same time, sending a hot rush of shivers spreading outwards along her thighs and into her belly. Payne groaned. Elissa moaned right along with him.
She lifted her other leg and lay back in the chair, and eased her fingers down. Payne stared, eyes wide, breathing hard and fast. The muscles of his arms bunched and tensed as he struggled against his bonds. Blue and gold sparked in his eyes, flaring around his enlarged pupils. She moaned and he growled, one of pleasure this time and need. She knew what he wanted her to do, and she obeyed the silent command. She slipped her fingers inside and struggled to resist closing her eyes. Payne’s cock pulsed, leaping each time she withdrew. He shuffled to face her but remained on his knees. She threw caution and all sense of embarrassment to the wind and thrust her fingers into herself. Another shiver of bliss raced up and down her quivering thighs as she imagined it was Payne inside her, filling her up, taking her hard and fast, deep and rough, as he had promised he would.
Payne groaned. He looked like a man firmly over the edge now.
“Have you been good?” she said, surprised that she had voiced those words and how husky they had sounded.
He nodded eagerly, clearly straining for some sort of pleasure or touching her. Elissa decided it was time to reward his patience and fulfil one of her desires. She wanted to feel his mouth on her flesh. She had wound herself so tightly that she was the one aching for release now.
She stood on shaky legs and approached him. She grabbed his rope leash with her right hand and stepped between his splayed legs.
“Kiss me.” She used the leash to pull him closer. He didn’t hesitate.
He leaned forwards and kissed her curls and her thighs, teasing her a little with his tongue. Elissa let him have his way, enjoying the attention he lavished upon her, knowing that she would be in control again soon enough. He ran his tongue up her thigh and kissed across the front of her groin. The tip of his tongue dipped between her plush petals. It wasn’t enough.
She stepped back, breaking contact, and was surprised that he didn’t growl. She rewarded him and herself by raising her right leg and hooking it over his left shoulder. She fed the rope beneath herself and held it in her right hand again.
“I said kiss me.” She pulled on the rope, bringing his mouth to her.
Payne was on her in a heartbeat, his mouth feasting on her, tongue delving deeply to tease her. He shifted lower, arching backwards until he was beneath her, licking her from her
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