Confessions by Janice Collins Page B

couple minutes.  She set it down and instead walked over to her vanity set to pull out a red ribbon she liked to wear in her hair.  She then sauntered over toward him and stepped behind him, pulling his wrists together behind his back before tying them together with the ribbon.  She pushed on both his shoulders with her hands until he bent his knees and resumed his position on the floor. 
     
    Walking around to stand directly in front of him, she pushed her panties down from her hips and instructed him to finish removing them with his teeth.  He stretched his neck forward and took the fabric between his teeth and pulled down with awkward jerking tugs. Her panties got stuck in the middle of her thighs.  When he pulled his head back to pull from a different part she grabbed his chin between her thumb and index finger, closing them with pressure so he drew in a breath from the discomfort and slight pain. 
     
    “You need to learn how to do that correctly,” she warned him.  She let go and finished removing her panties and throwing them back onto the dresser. 
     
    That is when she walked to the bed and sat on the edge of it with her legs spread wide open. 
     
    “Come here,” she commanded.  “On your knees,” she added. 
     
    He struggled at first to turn and shuffle over to her while staying on his knees, hands still tied behind his back, but he got there.  He was right between her legs and continued to look at her exposed pink flesh, already glistening with her wetness.  He licked his lips. 
     
    “You want a taste?”  Billy nodded. 
     
    She gave a nod and he dove right in, pressing his face firmly between her thighs and his tongue darted out to push against her.  She raised a leg and kept it bent, foot flat on the bed, as he pushed his entire tongue into her and moved it in an upward motion. Her breath got heavy. He knew she was enjoying it, but she was holding back her moans. 
     
    He slipped his tongue out and laid it flat against her before rolling it back and closing his mouth over her and sucking.  A tiny moan escaped her lips but she pressed them shut, making throaty noises of pleasure instead.  He flicked his tongue out and ran up her slit with the tip until he was making circles around her clit.  As soon as his hips moved up on instinct she sat up and pushed his head away by resting her hand flat against his forehead. 
     
    She pushed her body further up the bed before swinging her legs over the side and standing up.  She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall from her shoulder and down her arms until it landed on the floor.  She turned so her back would be to him and bent over slowly to pick up the bra, placing it on the dresser as she stood back up. 
     
    His breathing was heavy and he was so excited he felt he would burst if this continued on for much longer.
     
    “Stand up,” she ordered with her back still turned.
     
    He pushed himself off with one knee and stood, struggling to initially keep his balance.  She marched over to him and turned him so he faced her and away from the bed.  She pulled her arms back and shoved him back onto the bed where he landed heavily with a bounce.
     
    “Move up,” she told him.
     
    He scrambled to plant both feet flat on the bed and push his body up.  She climbed onto the bed and got on her knees, resting back on her legs, between his spread legs.  She leaned forward, arching her body so she wouldn’t touch his cock and placed her hands on his chest with a hard slap. 
     
    She curled her fingers in so her nails dug into his flesh before very slowly dragging them downward, leaving a trail of red marks.  She ran her nails all the way down to his hip bones before taking her fingers away from him except her index an middle fingers of each hand.  She ran them around his hips, still scratching him, and down his sides. 
     
     
    He felt like he was going crazy with the need to have her at least touch him.  She