leg, under her
thong and through the curls guarding her sex, then up her belly and over her
nipples.
“Some people have to be tied up to
be completely free,” he told her. “You
use the word stop and I will. All of this goes away. But so does your chance at learning what you
really need, Alannah.”
That confused her. What did she really need? But when he pinched her nipple, all confusion
vanished. The slight bite of pleasure-pain
traveled all the way to her clit, making it throb with a need she’d never had
before and her body arched upward, wanting more. She felt him bending over her, felt the hot
heat of his mouth blow against her beaded nipple, and couldn’t stop the moan that
rose up.
He took her nipple in between his
teeth and bit softly, not enough to cause pain but hard enough that it had
every nerve in her body standing on end. The cool air mixed with saliva from his tongue only made her shiver for
more. In the back of her mind was the
knowledge that she could end this with one word but she’d never been so turned
on in her life, had never felt so alive.
And this was just foreplay. Holy fuck, she’d been doing it wrong for
years.
Sky took her nipple in his mouth,
sucking upon it like he was playing with a succulent little berry, and
alternating back and forth between the two. Her body bucked as it wound up, heading toward a climax. She didn’t know if she would come, she’d
never come from nipple play in her life, but she was sure heading in that
direction.
Before she hit the peak, Sky backed
off her overly sensitive nipples, and her body sagged onto the bed, a fine mist
of sweat coating her body.
Sky ran his fingers through her
hair.
“How are you feeling?”
“Aroused,” she gasped.
“Very good,
Alannah.”
The words made her feel
ridiculously proud, as if she’d been working just to hear the praise. Before she could analyze it too deeply,
however, the bed dipped and Sky straddled her body, not sitting on her so he
wasn’t squashing her, but she learned very quickly that he was naked. He returned to her breasts, but this time
instead of being exclusive to her nipples, he cupped them and began to massage
them. Oh, it felt so heavenly. He pushed them together, made a tunnel, and a
second later she felt his cock slide between the valley . It wasn’t an aggressive thrust, instead, he
gently began to fuck her tits, rising and falling from her body. She bent her head down to see if she could
get some of it in her mouth as he thrust up but he stopped.
“No,” he murmured. “This is for you, Alannah. I want to stimulate your senses, making you
feel everything in sharp focus.”
She relaxed back down. How did him fucking
her tits make this about her? And then
slowly she began to feel his body on hers, the brief contact of his scrotum on
her abdomen when he came back down, the tickle of his leg hair against her
side. His hands cupping her and the feel
of his rigid dick as it tested the softness of her breasts. Yes, her senses were sharper and she loved
feeling him on top of her.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Relaxed.”
“Good,” he murmured and let go of
her breasts. He rose from straddling her
body and she wondered what he was doing. Admiring her? Planning something
else? She got her answer in the next
instant when the bed dipped again, this time between her legs.
“I have you in a spreader bar,” he
told her, like she had a clue what that was. “I wasn’t sure if I was going to restrain your legs but after the second
slap on your ass I knew you needed more. You are so beautiful, Alannah. I
would love to put you into more restrictive ropes, an art form called Shibari I’ve been learning for the past ten years. It’s a form of erotic spiritual bondage and
your limbs would be so lovely tied up.”
More bondage, with
ropes? She didn’t know how she
felt about
thong and through the curls guarding her sex, then up her belly and over her
nipples.
“Some people have to be tied up to
be completely free,” he told her. “You
use the word stop and I will. All of this goes away. But so does your chance at learning what you
really need, Alannah.”
That confused her. What did she really need? But when he pinched her nipple, all confusion
vanished. The slight bite of pleasure-pain
traveled all the way to her clit, making it throb with a need she’d never had
before and her body arched upward, wanting more. She felt him bending over her, felt the hot
heat of his mouth blow against her beaded nipple, and couldn’t stop the moan that
rose up.
He took her nipple in between his
teeth and bit softly, not enough to cause pain but hard enough that it had
every nerve in her body standing on end. The cool air mixed with saliva from his tongue only made her shiver for
more. In the back of her mind was the
knowledge that she could end this with one word but she’d never been so turned
on in her life, had never felt so alive.
And this was just foreplay. Holy fuck, she’d been doing it wrong for
years.
Sky took her nipple in his mouth,
sucking upon it like he was playing with a succulent little berry, and
alternating back and forth between the two. Her body bucked as it wound up, heading toward a climax. She didn’t know if she would come, she’d
never come from nipple play in her life, but she was sure heading in that
direction.
Before she hit the peak, Sky backed
off her overly sensitive nipples, and her body sagged onto the bed, a fine mist
of sweat coating her body.
Sky ran his fingers through her
hair.
“How are you feeling?”
“Aroused,” she gasped.
“Very good,
Alannah.”
The words made her feel
ridiculously proud, as if she’d been working just to hear the praise. Before she could analyze it too deeply,
however, the bed dipped and Sky straddled her body, not sitting on her so he
wasn’t squashing her, but she learned very quickly that he was naked. He returned to her breasts, but this time
instead of being exclusive to her nipples, he cupped them and began to massage
them. Oh, it felt so heavenly. He pushed them together, made a tunnel, and a
second later she felt his cock slide between the valley . It wasn’t an aggressive thrust, instead, he
gently began to fuck her tits, rising and falling from her body. She bent her head down to see if she could
get some of it in her mouth as he thrust up but he stopped.
“No,” he murmured. “This is for you, Alannah. I want to stimulate your senses, making you
feel everything in sharp focus.”
She relaxed back down. How did him fucking
her tits make this about her? And then
slowly she began to feel his body on hers, the brief contact of his scrotum on
her abdomen when he came back down, the tickle of his leg hair against her
side. His hands cupping her and the feel
of his rigid dick as it tested the softness of her breasts. Yes, her senses were sharper and she loved
feeling him on top of her.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Relaxed.”
“Good,” he murmured and let go of
her breasts. He rose from straddling her
body and she wondered what he was doing. Admiring her? Planning something
else? She got her answer in the next
instant when the bed dipped again, this time between her legs.
“I have you in a spreader bar,” he
told her, like she had a clue what that was. “I wasn’t sure if I was going to restrain your legs but after the second
slap on your ass I knew you needed more. You are so beautiful, Alannah. I
would love to put you into more restrictive ropes, an art form called Shibari I’ve been learning for the past ten years. It’s a form of erotic spiritual bondage and
your limbs would be so lovely tied up.”
More bondage, with
ropes? She didn’t know how she
felt about
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