crept down her belly, through the curls of her mons and into her folds. She kept her eyes on him and his cock seemed to grow larger than ever.
Another thrill fluttered through her belly and the sight of his erection gave her the encouragement to stroke her pussy and pinch her nipples while he watched. He had a hungry, feral look to his eyes and he clenched his fists at his sides as if to hold himself back from ravaging her.
It was then that she realized she held power over him—the power of pleasing him and making him want her so badly he could hardly control himself.
Den took his cock in hand and slowly stroked himself from balls to tip as he watched her, and she liked the sight of his erection in his palm and how he ran his hand up and down it. “If we were at The Playground,” he murmured, “I’d have my collar around your neck, rings tight around your nipples, and I’d have many ways to punish you that I don’t have here.” Damn, that sounded hot and erotic. If—when—they made it off this island and to the resort, she was definitely going to take advantage of that. She could just picture herself wearing his collar and being flogged until she begged for mercy.
Why did the thought turn her on so much?
Sirena bit her lower lip and increased the motion of her finger around her clit and moved her hand from one nipple to the other, pinching them hard enough to cause her pleasurable pain. Her head began to spin and she felt herself getting closer to that peak again. Closer to bringing herself to the most powerful climax she could ever have. She knew it, just knew that it would be intense and wonderful.
But not as incredible as having him inside her. No, she had to hold back for that. What if he wouldn’t fuck her if she came without his permission?
“Stop.” Den knelt between her thighs and lowered himself so that he could rub his cock against her pussy. He had one hand braced to the side of her hip, while he held his erection in his other hand and teased her folds with it.
With a moan, Sirena arched her hips up to his, wanting to take him inside her now.
“You haven’t earned the pleasure of being fucked yet.” He moved back on his knees, leaving her frustrated and empty. “Play with your breasts and suck your nipples.” More heat flood her, but she brought her hands up to cup her breasts and push them far enough that she could flick her tongue over each nipple in turn. She gave a soft moan that grew louder when Den raised one of her legs and began tracing the inside of her ankle with his tongue. He continued up, creating a torturous path along her calf, and to the back of her knee.
“Don’t stop licking your nipples.” He raised his head, his blue eyes focused on her. “I like to watch you suck them.”
“Yes, Master,” Sirena said so breathlessly that it was a wonder she got the two words out.
Every bit of this felt so erotic. The sound of wind rushing through the palms and other trees above, and the feel of it caressing her body while Den traced a sensual path up her leg with his tongue. In the distance the pulse and pound of the ocean matched the pounding in her heart.
Birds chirping and insects humming faded into the background as she came closer and closer to that peak again.
“May I come, Master?” she asked, barely able to speak.
“Hold back, sweetheart,” Den said as he reached that sensitive crevice between her thigh and her pussy. “You don’t want to know what I’ll do if you come without my permission.” That cooled some of her passion. What would he do if she disobeyed him?
“Yes, Master,” she murmured as she waited for him to lick her pussy. But the bastard skipped right over it and began making the same sensuous trail down her other leg.
“And you certainly don’t want to disappoint me, now do you, Sirena?” She shook her head. She was surprised at how much she wanted to please him. “No, Master,” she said and he continued working his way down.
The
Another thrill fluttered through her belly and the sight of his erection gave her the encouragement to stroke her pussy and pinch her nipples while he watched. He had a hungry, feral look to his eyes and he clenched his fists at his sides as if to hold himself back from ravaging her.
It was then that she realized she held power over him—the power of pleasing him and making him want her so badly he could hardly control himself.
Den took his cock in hand and slowly stroked himself from balls to tip as he watched her, and she liked the sight of his erection in his palm and how he ran his hand up and down it. “If we were at The Playground,” he murmured, “I’d have my collar around your neck, rings tight around your nipples, and I’d have many ways to punish you that I don’t have here.” Damn, that sounded hot and erotic. If—when—they made it off this island and to the resort, she was definitely going to take advantage of that. She could just picture herself wearing his collar and being flogged until she begged for mercy.
Why did the thought turn her on so much?
Sirena bit her lower lip and increased the motion of her finger around her clit and moved her hand from one nipple to the other, pinching them hard enough to cause her pleasurable pain. Her head began to spin and she felt herself getting closer to that peak again. Closer to bringing herself to the most powerful climax she could ever have. She knew it, just knew that it would be intense and wonderful.
But not as incredible as having him inside her. No, she had to hold back for that. What if he wouldn’t fuck her if she came without his permission?
“Stop.” Den knelt between her thighs and lowered himself so that he could rub his cock against her pussy. He had one hand braced to the side of her hip, while he held his erection in his other hand and teased her folds with it.
With a moan, Sirena arched her hips up to his, wanting to take him inside her now.
“You haven’t earned the pleasure of being fucked yet.” He moved back on his knees, leaving her frustrated and empty. “Play with your breasts and suck your nipples.” More heat flood her, but she brought her hands up to cup her breasts and push them far enough that she could flick her tongue over each nipple in turn. She gave a soft moan that grew louder when Den raised one of her legs and began tracing the inside of her ankle with his tongue. He continued up, creating a torturous path along her calf, and to the back of her knee.
“Don’t stop licking your nipples.” He raised his head, his blue eyes focused on her. “I like to watch you suck them.”
“Yes, Master,” Sirena said so breathlessly that it was a wonder she got the two words out.
Every bit of this felt so erotic. The sound of wind rushing through the palms and other trees above, and the feel of it caressing her body while Den traced a sensual path up her leg with his tongue. In the distance the pulse and pound of the ocean matched the pounding in her heart.
Birds chirping and insects humming faded into the background as she came closer and closer to that peak again.
“May I come, Master?” she asked, barely able to speak.
“Hold back, sweetheart,” Den said as he reached that sensitive crevice between her thigh and her pussy. “You don’t want to know what I’ll do if you come without my permission.” That cooled some of her passion. What would he do if she disobeyed him?
“Yes, Master,” she murmured as she waited for him to lick her pussy. But the bastard skipped right over it and began making the same sensuous trail down her other leg.
“And you certainly don’t want to disappoint me, now do you, Sirena?” She shook her head. She was surprised at how much she wanted to please him. “No, Master,” she said and he continued working his way down.
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