breath.
The carnal knowledge sent a fresh wave of desire flashing through her.
She moaned, squirmed, tried pressing her aching breasts into his chest, couldn’t.
Tied to a damn chair.
“More,” she demanded. “More, more, more.”
Garreth’s eyes were glazed, his stare as hungry as she felt. Starving—for her. “Anything you want, Jenn. Anything at all.”
He was back on his knees, crouching before her. His mouth was on her pussy and she shoved her groin against his lips, wanting his tongue deep within.
She told him as much, begged for it, and he gave her whatever she wanted.
She was powerless to aid him, powerless to stop him. Her hands had balled into tight, helpless fists behind her back. Strapped to the chair, she could only feel, experience, enjoy. Again he drew her pussy lips wide apart, spearing his tongue inside her. Just like she asked.
Ribbons of ecstasy shot through her. Her orgasm built, threatened to overwhelm her, but before it could, Garreth propped his hands beneath her ass and lifted it off the chair. Not very high, the ropes prevented that. But high enough that when his tongue touched her again, it wasn’t her pussy he licked.
Oh, fuck. Oh, God. She muttered incoherently, couldn’t stop.
In this position, her butt cheeks were spread, and his tongue journeyed towards that very secret hole she’d shared with no one. Never dared. Always wanted to, but never told anyone her darkest desires.
How could she not have begged a man to do this to her before now? Was she mad? Crazy?
How could she never have let anyone explore her body like Garreth did now?
Because Garreth was the only one she felt deeply enough about to ever admit to wanting this.
The answer was so simple, so staggering, it left her gasping. She would have stopped to ponder the breakthrough of her thoughts, except Garreth’s tongue had found that secret spot, and Jenna was no longer capable of rational thought. Not when his tongue laved a lazy path around her tight ring of muscle. Not when pleasure fizzed through her. Not when he tickled and tantalized and tempted.
Not when her excitement reached new levels of impossible.
Not when the same tongue that had stabbed into her pussy, now did the same thing to her behind. He chose that exact second to slip a finger in her pussy and rub his thumb ever so gently over her clit.
The orgasm crashed over her, its force rocking the foundations of world. The convulsions blindsided her.
When a lifetime had passed and the final tremors died away, Garreth lowered her pulsing ass and pussy back down on the seat. She collapsed back in a boneless heap on the chair.
Garreth’s heart slammed into his chest, the uneven racing making him dizzy.
Nah, the dizziness was all Jenna’s doing. Her taste made him giddy.
He’d always known it would be like this. Always sensed the wild woman beneath the façade. No way was Jenna ever meant to hold her sexuality, her sensuality, under such tight reigns. The fact that she did was a harsh miscarriage of justice.
It was long past time to get her back on the path her life should have taken. The path she’d begun walking before that school kid had slapped her down.
Garreth was about to welcome Jenna to the wonderful world of uninhibited sex. But damn, he was gonna have to tread carefully. Not only for her sake, but for his as well. His cock was a loaded gun, waiting to go off. The way Jenna had given herself over to his mouth and tongue…
He had to yank a hair from his thigh. It was his only choice. Either welcome the pain of the diversion, or give in to his thumping need to come.
The pain helped. Temporarily.
Kissing her helped too. Although the way she opened up to his probing tongue, welcomed it into her mouth and sucked on it, made planets collide behind his eyelids.
“Jenna,” he drawled softly when the kiss ended a trillion years later.
Her languorous, sensual, sated gaze almost undid him.
Out came another hair. “You know we’re
The carnal knowledge sent a fresh wave of desire flashing through her.
She moaned, squirmed, tried pressing her aching breasts into his chest, couldn’t.
Tied to a damn chair.
“More,” she demanded. “More, more, more.”
Garreth’s eyes were glazed, his stare as hungry as she felt. Starving—for her. “Anything you want, Jenn. Anything at all.”
He was back on his knees, crouching before her. His mouth was on her pussy and she shoved her groin against his lips, wanting his tongue deep within.
She told him as much, begged for it, and he gave her whatever she wanted.
She was powerless to aid him, powerless to stop him. Her hands had balled into tight, helpless fists behind her back. Strapped to the chair, she could only feel, experience, enjoy. Again he drew her pussy lips wide apart, spearing his tongue inside her. Just like she asked.
Ribbons of ecstasy shot through her. Her orgasm built, threatened to overwhelm her, but before it could, Garreth propped his hands beneath her ass and lifted it off the chair. Not very high, the ropes prevented that. But high enough that when his tongue touched her again, it wasn’t her pussy he licked.
Oh, fuck. Oh, God. She muttered incoherently, couldn’t stop.
In this position, her butt cheeks were spread, and his tongue journeyed towards that very secret hole she’d shared with no one. Never dared. Always wanted to, but never told anyone her darkest desires.
How could she not have begged a man to do this to her before now? Was she mad? Crazy?
How could she never have let anyone explore her body like Garreth did now?
Because Garreth was the only one she felt deeply enough about to ever admit to wanting this.
The answer was so simple, so staggering, it left her gasping. She would have stopped to ponder the breakthrough of her thoughts, except Garreth’s tongue had found that secret spot, and Jenna was no longer capable of rational thought. Not when his tongue laved a lazy path around her tight ring of muscle. Not when pleasure fizzed through her. Not when he tickled and tantalized and tempted.
Not when her excitement reached new levels of impossible.
Not when the same tongue that had stabbed into her pussy, now did the same thing to her behind. He chose that exact second to slip a finger in her pussy and rub his thumb ever so gently over her clit.
The orgasm crashed over her, its force rocking the foundations of world. The convulsions blindsided her.
When a lifetime had passed and the final tremors died away, Garreth lowered her pulsing ass and pussy back down on the seat. She collapsed back in a boneless heap on the chair.
Garreth’s heart slammed into his chest, the uneven racing making him dizzy.
Nah, the dizziness was all Jenna’s doing. Her taste made him giddy.
He’d always known it would be like this. Always sensed the wild woman beneath the façade. No way was Jenna ever meant to hold her sexuality, her sensuality, under such tight reigns. The fact that she did was a harsh miscarriage of justice.
It was long past time to get her back on the path her life should have taken. The path she’d begun walking before that school kid had slapped her down.
Garreth was about to welcome Jenna to the wonderful world of uninhibited sex. But damn, he was gonna have to tread carefully. Not only for her sake, but for his as well. His cock was a loaded gun, waiting to go off. The way Jenna had given herself over to his mouth and tongue…
He had to yank a hair from his thigh. It was his only choice. Either welcome the pain of the diversion, or give in to his thumping need to come.
The pain helped. Temporarily.
Kissing her helped too. Although the way she opened up to his probing tongue, welcomed it into her mouth and sucked on it, made planets collide behind his eyelids.
“Jenna,” he drawled softly when the kiss ended a trillion years later.
Her languorous, sensual, sated gaze almost undid him.
Out came another hair. “You know we’re
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