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underwear and start exploring. Just that touch sent a tremor through him.
There was no possible way he could concentrate on enjoying her body with her hands teasing him like that. Shaking his head, he reached for his pants on the floor. Bobby grabbed his handcuffs and, before she realized what he was doing, had both of her hands over her head and cuffed to the headboard.
“What are you doing?” Her eyes opened wide.
“I warned you and you promised to be good.” He was about to tell her he’d release her if she promised and actually behaved herself this time when her expression changed.
Her eyes lost focus and her breathing started to come faster. Suddenly the realization hit him. She liked it. Looking at her like that, bound, unable to move, panting, he realized he was breathing harder himself. He swallowed.
“Christy, you cuffed to the bed like this, it’s really—”
“Hot?” She finished his sentence.
“Oh, yeah.” Running his hands down her constrained body, he asked, practically begged actually, “Can you stay like this? Just for bit?”
Her eyes drifted all the way closed at his touch and she nodded. “Mmm, hmm.”
He slid down her body and began what he’d been dying to do for probably longer than he even realized. Pulling down her panties, Bobby planned to touch and taste every inch of her. He explored her folds with his fingers as his mouth found her breast.
She groaned and arched her back beneath him. He groaned himself and suckled harder while his fingers plunged deeper. Christy writhed on the bed beneath him. The chains of the cuffs rattled against the wooden headboard.
He forced himself back to reality. “You all right?”
Taking a shaky breath, she nodded. “Oh, yeah.”
“Good.” He couldn’t have been happier to hear that as he slid lower and spread her legs wide. His mouth found the spot he knew would drive her crazy. She shuddered when his tongue touched her. He worked her harder with both mouth and hands until she cried out above him.
She moaned and somewhere through the sex-induced haze, he realized his entire family was sleeping nearby. He reached up and pressed one hand over her mouth as he brought her to orgasm. Her hips bucked off the bed while her breath came fast and hot into the palm of his hand.
He was going to find someplace private to take her, and take her, tomorrow. He didn’t care if they had to sneak away from the cameras, drive fifty miles and check into a hotel, next time he was going to hear her full volume and enjoy every moment of it.
When she finally stilled beneath him, he found the condom again and crawled up her body.
Wet and ready with her legs spread wide, Christy was ripe for Bobby to plunge inside, until he found himself eye level with the handcuffs. He glanced down at her. The question must have shown on his face.
“I’m okay.”
“Good.” He slid home with a shudder. Enjoying being surrounded by her warmth, he held himself deep.
He nudged gently into her, afraid to move too much until he calmed himself down. Seeing her like this was such a turn-on, he was ready to come right then.
Unable to do much more with her hands still above her head, she raised her hips off the bed. Her breath came faster as her muscles tensed around him. He enjoyed every gasp each movement produced. She shattered around him, coming again.
Covering her mouth with his, he matched the rhythm of her spasms with his thrusts until he exploded within her. It was a good thing his mouth was over hers because he was probably pretty loud himself.
Bobby wanted nothing more than to collapse next to Christy and enjoy the moment, but he needed to find the key no matter how shaky his arms were. He managed to reach his pants on the floor without taking a header off the bed. He located the key in the pocket and uncuffed her hands from the headboard.
She looped shaky arms around his neck and sighed. “That was the most incredible sex ever.”
“Why, thank you.” Smiling,
There was no possible way he could concentrate on enjoying her body with her hands teasing him like that. Shaking his head, he reached for his pants on the floor. Bobby grabbed his handcuffs and, before she realized what he was doing, had both of her hands over her head and cuffed to the headboard.
“What are you doing?” Her eyes opened wide.
“I warned you and you promised to be good.” He was about to tell her he’d release her if she promised and actually behaved herself this time when her expression changed.
Her eyes lost focus and her breathing started to come faster. Suddenly the realization hit him. She liked it. Looking at her like that, bound, unable to move, panting, he realized he was breathing harder himself. He swallowed.
“Christy, you cuffed to the bed like this, it’s really—”
“Hot?” She finished his sentence.
“Oh, yeah.” Running his hands down her constrained body, he asked, practically begged actually, “Can you stay like this? Just for bit?”
Her eyes drifted all the way closed at his touch and she nodded. “Mmm, hmm.”
He slid down her body and began what he’d been dying to do for probably longer than he even realized. Pulling down her panties, Bobby planned to touch and taste every inch of her. He explored her folds with his fingers as his mouth found her breast.
She groaned and arched her back beneath him. He groaned himself and suckled harder while his fingers plunged deeper. Christy writhed on the bed beneath him. The chains of the cuffs rattled against the wooden headboard.
He forced himself back to reality. “You all right?”
Taking a shaky breath, she nodded. “Oh, yeah.”
“Good.” He couldn’t have been happier to hear that as he slid lower and spread her legs wide. His mouth found the spot he knew would drive her crazy. She shuddered when his tongue touched her. He worked her harder with both mouth and hands until she cried out above him.
She moaned and somewhere through the sex-induced haze, he realized his entire family was sleeping nearby. He reached up and pressed one hand over her mouth as he brought her to orgasm. Her hips bucked off the bed while her breath came fast and hot into the palm of his hand.
He was going to find someplace private to take her, and take her, tomorrow. He didn’t care if they had to sneak away from the cameras, drive fifty miles and check into a hotel, next time he was going to hear her full volume and enjoy every moment of it.
When she finally stilled beneath him, he found the condom again and crawled up her body.
Wet and ready with her legs spread wide, Christy was ripe for Bobby to plunge inside, until he found himself eye level with the handcuffs. He glanced down at her. The question must have shown on his face.
“I’m okay.”
“Good.” He slid home with a shudder. Enjoying being surrounded by her warmth, he held himself deep.
He nudged gently into her, afraid to move too much until he calmed himself down. Seeing her like this was such a turn-on, he was ready to come right then.
Unable to do much more with her hands still above her head, she raised her hips off the bed. Her breath came faster as her muscles tensed around him. He enjoyed every gasp each movement produced. She shattered around him, coming again.
Covering her mouth with his, he matched the rhythm of her spasms with his thrusts until he exploded within her. It was a good thing his mouth was over hers because he was probably pretty loud himself.
Bobby wanted nothing more than to collapse next to Christy and enjoy the moment, but he needed to find the key no matter how shaky his arms were. He managed to reach his pants on the floor without taking a header off the bed. He located the key in the pocket and uncuffed her hands from the headboard.
She looped shaky arms around his neck and sighed. “That was the most incredible sex ever.”
“Why, thank you.” Smiling,
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