and whispered at her ear, “A good fuck.” He kissed her temple, molding his body to hers.
****
The way Colin had kissed her, carried her to the bed, and filled her, still made her body tremble. Her clit ached for release, yet again. What a naughty dream this is. Ariel didn’t want to see where else her imagination would take her in this dream. If she tightened her muscles a little more she’d break into another orgasm, spending whatever little energy she had left.
His hot mouth closed around one breast suckling it gently, lapping at her nipple as his hand stroked her other breast, practiced fingers pinching at her nipple, puckering it. Determined to give herself release, Ariel pulled her arms down, finding them securely fastened to the bedpost. She opened her eyes, blinking a few times to focus on her surroundings and the man hovering over her. No wonder it felt better than any dream.
“Good morning, gorgeous.” Colin smiled, leaning in to kiss her. His kiss wasn’t hot and urgent, but sweet. Her body arched against his, craving the contact of skin on skin. The pull on her arms reminded her hands were secured to the bedpost.
“Colin, what are you doing ?” Ariel looked down her body. A pool of heat sat low in her belly at the warmth of his naked body on top of hers. He’d unbuttoned the front of her dress and parted it in half along her sides while she’d been asleep.
“Unless you’re with me, you have to wear a bra at all times.” He bit down on her nipple, his mouth a sweet torture on her. She gasped at the pain, trying to suppress a laugh, a giggle escaping her, as his words played in her mind.
“Oh, you think it’s funny.” Colin clamped down his teeth on her other nipple.
“No ,” she cried and another giggled eluded her.
His fingers nipped her clit. “It’s not funny, Ariel.”
She jerked, finding her ankles also confined to the bedpost. Ariel groaned in frustration. “You can’t do this.”
Colin laughed and looked down at her. “What are you going to do? Run?” His fingers entered her, his thumb circling her bud. “You like this?”
Oh, God, did she like it? The restraints limited her movements. She wanted to end it, needed Colin to give it to her. Now.
“ Gorgeous?” he asked at her silent response, dragging his fingers up her belly, leaving a wet path along the way until reaching her lips.
Gosh, did he have to make her suff er this way? Ariel opened her mouth, ready to suck his fingers. Her mouth watered with the anticipation of tasting herself.
“Tsk . Tsk. Tsk. No, gorgeous.” He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them. “Mm … you’re as decadent as I knew you’d be.”
She angled her hips in an effort to close her legs—even a small fraction—to bring herself some relief. Colin gave her a wicked grin and gripped her thighs, spreading them further apart until his face hovered between her thighs.
“Colin, I can’t take this.”
“Ssh. I want taste every inch of you while I’m at it.” He blew at her core. Her lips contracted causing her juices to leak out of her entrance. “So beautiful,” Colin whispered, licking her.
“Oh fuck .” Ariel arched her back.
He held her thighs in place as his scorching tongue explored her, tracing her folds, driving into her entrance, drinking from her. The restraints added to her aroused state. Every time she pulled, he licked, driving her mad with need. After this night, she’d be officially spoiled for any other man. There’d never be a man like Colin.
A riel moaned when his mouth covered her core in its entirety. He lapped at her clit, his teeth grazing it. Her orgasm came in a series of waves from opposite directions in her body, meeting at the center of her pussy, right where his tongue rocked her world. She never thought herself a screamer until loud cries left her lips. Ariel tossed her head from side to side. Her body trembled, leaving her out of breath when his tongue coaxed another orgasm out of
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