her again and she parted her lips,
trying to ensure that she looked as alluring as possible. She liked that he was
taking pictures of her, and loved the idea that he might review them later when
they were apart.
She liked the idea of haunting Rex as much as he haunted
her. She licked her lips again, then ran her tongue over her top lip as if lost
in ecstasy. Rex swore under his breath and took more pictures. Michelle bit her
bottom lip, remembering how his gaze had been snared by her mouth when he’d done
that before. He photographed that gesture as well, and she was sure she could
feel the heat emanating from him.
“Struggle,” he instructed and Michelle fought her bonds. She
wriggled against the restricting satin, then felt a surge of panic, and
struggled against them in truth. It was futile and she had a moment’s panic.
But Rex crouched before her and capped her face in his hands
again. She felt a surge of gratitude that he was so observant, so protective,
and knew that she was safe. His mouth brushed over hers, a whisper of a kiss
but one that left her trembling. “Do you want to stop?”
“No. I want you to possess me.” She smiled despite herself.
“I’ve surrendered to you, after all.”
“Yes.” Rex kissed her sweetly then, drawing her to her feet
before him. His kiss fueled her confidence and she knew then that a gag would
be a mistake. Her lips worked when he lifted his head and she heard the smile
in his question. “Something to say?”
“No gag, please. I need you to be able to kiss me.”
“There are other places I can kiss you,” Rex countered
darkly, his fingertip sliding between her thighs. Michelle gasped when his warm
finger landed on her clitoris. She was wet, aching with desire, and his touch
made her keenly aware of it. “And I want you to be silent. Wouldn’t you rather
be gagged?”
“I’ll be silent at your command,” Michelle said.
“You will be,” Rex said, his voice deepening. “Or I’ll have
to punish you.”
Michelle caught her breath and he kissed her again.
“No spanking,” he murmured. “I’ll just have to keep you
here, instead of sending you back to Leya.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“No,” he admitted, chuckling a little. “Although I’m very
tempted.”
He kissed her again before she could answer him, a rougher
and hotter kiss that left Michelle practically dripping. He flung her on the
bed and made good on his promise, dropping between her thighs to flick his
tongue against her hard clitoris.
Michelle almost moaned aloud but caught herself in time. Rex
chuckled, then caught her ankles in his hands. She opened her thighs wide, welcoming
his kiss, begging for his caress with her gesture.
Rex pulled her to the lip of the bed, then bent over her.
She felt his breath on her hot puss, then his tongue slid over her labia. She
shuddered as his mouth locked over her, then he began to feast upon her. His
tongue and teeth teased her mercilessly, taking her to cusp of orgasm but
cheating her of release. Michelle twisted in his grip, she bucked her hips, she
savored the pleasure he gave her.
And she remained resolutely silent, at least until he lifted
his head.
She groaned softly then, not knowing how she could bear
anymore.
Rex stood up and cast her over his shoulder. Michelle rubbed
herself against him, wanting more. He marched across the bedroom, his hand
holding her ankles firmly together. Michelle wasn’t sure where he was taking
her or what he was going to do to her, but she didn’t care.
She was his possession.
She had surrendered to him.
And Rex would ensure the pleasure of both of them.
She trusted him completely.
Rex let her body slide down his length and she felt the
muscled hardness of his body. He leaned forward, trapping her between his lean
strength and the wall. He held her buttocks, one in each hand, and kept her
feet above the ground.
And he kissed her fiercely. His cock was against her wet
puss, sliding back and forth in a tease
trying to ensure that she looked as alluring as possible. She liked that he was
taking pictures of her, and loved the idea that he might review them later when
they were apart.
She liked the idea of haunting Rex as much as he haunted
her. She licked her lips again, then ran her tongue over her top lip as if lost
in ecstasy. Rex swore under his breath and took more pictures. Michelle bit her
bottom lip, remembering how his gaze had been snared by her mouth when he’d done
that before. He photographed that gesture as well, and she was sure she could
feel the heat emanating from him.
“Struggle,” he instructed and Michelle fought her bonds. She
wriggled against the restricting satin, then felt a surge of panic, and
struggled against them in truth. It was futile and she had a moment’s panic.
But Rex crouched before her and capped her face in his hands
again. She felt a surge of gratitude that he was so observant, so protective,
and knew that she was safe. His mouth brushed over hers, a whisper of a kiss
but one that left her trembling. “Do you want to stop?”
“No. I want you to possess me.” She smiled despite herself.
“I’ve surrendered to you, after all.”
“Yes.” Rex kissed her sweetly then, drawing her to her feet
before him. His kiss fueled her confidence and she knew then that a gag would
be a mistake. Her lips worked when he lifted his head and she heard the smile
in his question. “Something to say?”
“No gag, please. I need you to be able to kiss me.”
“There are other places I can kiss you,” Rex countered
darkly, his fingertip sliding between her thighs. Michelle gasped when his warm
finger landed on her clitoris. She was wet, aching with desire, and his touch
made her keenly aware of it. “And I want you to be silent. Wouldn’t you rather
be gagged?”
“I’ll be silent at your command,” Michelle said.
“You will be,” Rex said, his voice deepening. “Or I’ll have
to punish you.”
Michelle caught her breath and he kissed her again.
“No spanking,” he murmured. “I’ll just have to keep you
here, instead of sending you back to Leya.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“No,” he admitted, chuckling a little. “Although I’m very
tempted.”
He kissed her again before she could answer him, a rougher
and hotter kiss that left Michelle practically dripping. He flung her on the
bed and made good on his promise, dropping between her thighs to flick his
tongue against her hard clitoris.
Michelle almost moaned aloud but caught herself in time. Rex
chuckled, then caught her ankles in his hands. She opened her thighs wide, welcoming
his kiss, begging for his caress with her gesture.
Rex pulled her to the lip of the bed, then bent over her.
She felt his breath on her hot puss, then his tongue slid over her labia. She
shuddered as his mouth locked over her, then he began to feast upon her. His
tongue and teeth teased her mercilessly, taking her to cusp of orgasm but
cheating her of release. Michelle twisted in his grip, she bucked her hips, she
savored the pleasure he gave her.
And she remained resolutely silent, at least until he lifted
his head.
She groaned softly then, not knowing how she could bear
anymore.
Rex stood up and cast her over his shoulder. Michelle rubbed
herself against him, wanting more. He marched across the bedroom, his hand
holding her ankles firmly together. Michelle wasn’t sure where he was taking
her or what he was going to do to her, but she didn’t care.
She was his possession.
She had surrendered to him.
And Rex would ensure the pleasure of both of them.
She trusted him completely.
Rex let her body slide down his length and she felt the
muscled hardness of his body. He leaned forward, trapping her between his lean
strength and the wall. He held her buttocks, one in each hand, and kept her
feet above the ground.
And he kissed her fiercely. His cock was against her wet
puss, sliding back and forth in a tease
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