his
breath and stared at his lap, praying she was headed for his cock.
Staying an inch from the bulge in his
pants, she stroked his hips, his belly, the crease where his legs met his body,
everywhere but the precious inches of him that made him feel as though he’d die
if they weren’t touched.
His groaning brought another smile to her
face and she mercifully drew her hand directly over his erection. Holy hell. It took all the self-control he could muster not to come then and there. Breathe.
She rubbed his length through the fabric.
Pre-cum soaked the top of his waistband and the front of his shirt. Moving so
slowly he thought he might lose consciousness, she unzipped him, finally,
blissfully setting his erection free.
His cock was as dark red as he’d ever seen
it. Thick and glossy. Dainty fingers twirled over the tip then down his shaft
as she freed his balls with a gentle swoop of her hand.
She dipped her head into his lap and
flicked her tongue against his head before trailing lower. Bathing each of his
balls with a slow, wet caress, she licked her way back up for a quick tight
suck as her fingers unbuttoned his shirt.
When his chest was bare she ran her hands
over his nipples once more, sending yet another zip of electricity to his
balls. Fuck. Her mouth felt so good he could barely stand it. Don’t
come. Not yet.
Jessica’s hands went to the two black
sticks holding her hair in a loose bun behind her head. She pulled them both
free, sending her hair cascaded down over her shoulders. It brushed against his
belly like a sheet of cool silk. Jesus.
She kissed her way up his torso. His cock
grazed her chest, the satiny laces of the bustier, the smooth skin of her
belly, each sensation more thrilling than the last. She hooked one leg over
his, then the other, straddling him as she pulled back and shifted the barely
there black silk panties to the side.
Her newly exposed flesh was as crimson and
slick as his own. He tugged at the tie holding him in place, aching to touch
her, to wrap his arms around her, to pull her down, impaling her on his cock.
Jessica ground against his hardness as she
placed her lips on his. Still being unable to touch her caused the sensation of
their mouths meeting to feel more intense. Magnified. Craving any contact he
could get, he found her tongue with his own, twirling it hard and fast.
He growled when she pulled back. She leaned
toward the table, plucked a strawberry from the tray and slipped the tip
between her lips. His mouth watered as he watched her sink her teeth into the
red flesh, her tongue darting out to catch a drop of juice before it fell.
Chewing slowly, a devilish look in her
eyes, she dragged the berry across his lips. Sweet. Wet. Tempting. Just like
her. He parted his lips and took a bite, feeling the burst of sugar and
tanginess in his mouth. All his senses seemed heightened. The sound of the
music made his body pulse with each beat. The sight of Jessica sent a static
charge through every inch of him. Her scent stirred a yearning to be inside
her. He longed to touch her but the sensation of her skin on his was already
more than he could stand.
A low moan vibrated through her chest as
she raised and lowered herself against him. He strained toward her, aching.
Hot fingers wrapped around his cock as she
lifted herself off his lap until the tip of him was at her opening. Although
his hands were tied his legs were not. He braced his feet against the floor,
making sure he wouldn’t tip the chair and them over, then thrust up toward her.
Sinking into her hot, dense flesh, he
groaned. Jessica shuddered as she took him to the hilt, rocking herself back
and forth in his lap. Eric had all but forgotten music was still playing until
the song changed and Wicked Game began to play.
Jessica’s body moved in sync with the song.
Long, sexy movements. Drawing out every stroke. Pivoting against him. He
strained against the tie, but Jessica stroked his arms, lowering her mouth
breath and stared at his lap, praying she was headed for his cock.
Staying an inch from the bulge in his
pants, she stroked his hips, his belly, the crease where his legs met his body,
everywhere but the precious inches of him that made him feel as though he’d die
if they weren’t touched.
His groaning brought another smile to her
face and she mercifully drew her hand directly over his erection. Holy hell. It took all the self-control he could muster not to come then and there. Breathe.
She rubbed his length through the fabric.
Pre-cum soaked the top of his waistband and the front of his shirt. Moving so
slowly he thought he might lose consciousness, she unzipped him, finally,
blissfully setting his erection free.
His cock was as dark red as he’d ever seen
it. Thick and glossy. Dainty fingers twirled over the tip then down his shaft
as she freed his balls with a gentle swoop of her hand.
She dipped her head into his lap and
flicked her tongue against his head before trailing lower. Bathing each of his
balls with a slow, wet caress, she licked her way back up for a quick tight
suck as her fingers unbuttoned his shirt.
When his chest was bare she ran her hands
over his nipples once more, sending yet another zip of electricity to his
balls. Fuck. Her mouth felt so good he could barely stand it. Don’t
come. Not yet.
Jessica’s hands went to the two black
sticks holding her hair in a loose bun behind her head. She pulled them both
free, sending her hair cascaded down over her shoulders. It brushed against his
belly like a sheet of cool silk. Jesus.
She kissed her way up his torso. His cock
grazed her chest, the satiny laces of the bustier, the smooth skin of her
belly, each sensation more thrilling than the last. She hooked one leg over
his, then the other, straddling him as she pulled back and shifted the barely
there black silk panties to the side.
Her newly exposed flesh was as crimson and
slick as his own. He tugged at the tie holding him in place, aching to touch
her, to wrap his arms around her, to pull her down, impaling her on his cock.
Jessica ground against his hardness as she
placed her lips on his. Still being unable to touch her caused the sensation of
their mouths meeting to feel more intense. Magnified. Craving any contact he
could get, he found her tongue with his own, twirling it hard and fast.
He growled when she pulled back. She leaned
toward the table, plucked a strawberry from the tray and slipped the tip
between her lips. His mouth watered as he watched her sink her teeth into the
red flesh, her tongue darting out to catch a drop of juice before it fell.
Chewing slowly, a devilish look in her
eyes, she dragged the berry across his lips. Sweet. Wet. Tempting. Just like
her. He parted his lips and took a bite, feeling the burst of sugar and
tanginess in his mouth. All his senses seemed heightened. The sound of the
music made his body pulse with each beat. The sight of Jessica sent a static
charge through every inch of him. Her scent stirred a yearning to be inside
her. He longed to touch her but the sensation of her skin on his was already
more than he could stand.
A low moan vibrated through her chest as
she raised and lowered herself against him. He strained toward her, aching.
Hot fingers wrapped around his cock as she
lifted herself off his lap until the tip of him was at her opening. Although
his hands were tied his legs were not. He braced his feet against the floor,
making sure he wouldn’t tip the chair and them over, then thrust up toward her.
Sinking into her hot, dense flesh, he
groaned. Jessica shuddered as she took him to the hilt, rocking herself back
and forth in his lap. Eric had all but forgotten music was still playing until
the song changed and Wicked Game began to play.
Jessica’s body moved in sync with the song.
Long, sexy movements. Drawing out every stroke. Pivoting against him. He
strained against the tie, but Jessica stroked his arms, lowering her mouth
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