cock with one hand, and cupped his balls with the other, rolling them in her palm. She licked his shaft once before plunging the thick knob in her mouth, as if knowing that any delay might antagonize him. With her lips pressed tightly against his skin, Vivienne pumped over him.
With a fistful of her hair, Jacob forced her motions, tugging and pushing to see that she satisfied him without restraint. “ Harde r, or I’ll use the belt on your bare butt. And believe me, I’d like to.” His words were more of a growl than a command, his demeanor just shy of cruel.
Vivienne sucked harder, then even harder, and Jacob watched. She looked so damn erotic, kneeling and sucking on him voraciously. He arched his back a little, shoving his cock deeper into her throat, but she didn’t tense, only took what he gave.
“Suck me off,” Jacob said. “Now.”
Vivienne made a sexy sound in the back of her throat, and grazed her teeth along the bulging veins of his skin. Then she seemed to swallow his cock down her throat. Jacob put his palm on the back of her head, shoving to plunge his shaft in deeper. Vivienne was there to service him, and she damn well better do it. She sucked so hard, and so fiercely, that he lost control.
Jacob’s body stiffened, and his belly flattened, just before he unloaded into Vivienne’s mouth. “Fuck,” he said, and then growled like an animal. As his cum shot down her throat, Vivienne continued to suck, while rolling his balls in her palm.
When he relaxed, Vivienne pulled back, letting his cock pop out of her mouth, before she looked up at him. Her expression was a plea for approval, as if fearing she might not have done it right, or might be in trouble.
Jacob wasn’t sure where her fantasy ended and his began.
He grabbed the belt, and with her hands behind her back, he wrapped it tightly around her wrists. Jacob hoisted her onto a stool in front of a mirror. Standing in front of Vivienne, he could look into the mirror and see her hands bound with the leather belt, the sight of the binding sending heat through his veins. Hastily, he shed his clothes, including the watch.
“Spread your legs…wide,” Jacob said, and Vivienne did so, with respect in her eyes. That was as it should be, since bound and naked he could do with her as he liked. And it might not be pleasant, considering that pain was a part of heated sex play.
Standing in front of her, Jacob plunged two fingers into her wet pussy. “Jesus.” He stroked inside her. “You’re so wet.” He found the spot on her inner wall, and made a come-hither motion with his fingers, watching her eyes half close. He rubbed just so, teasing her, with no thought of allowing her to release.
Bending down, Jacob licked her creamy breasts, then repeatedly bit her distended nipples until they were bright red. He held one in his teeth, tugging on it. Vivienne panted and moaned. “Tell me what you want, Vivienne.”
“More,” she gasped. “More, sir.”
Using his thumb, Jacob massaged her clit while keeping his fingers inside her. He sucked at her nipples, hard enough to make them ache. He knew she was close, but just before Vivienne could come, he stepped back, relishing her agony.
Vivienne whimpered. He looked at her, bound before him, with her legs spread. The sight of her vulnerability spiraled his arousal to an explosive level. In a deep voice, he commanded her: “Beg me.”
“Sir, please.”
“Please what?” Jacob snapped out the question, while glaring at her.
“Touch me, sir. Don’t stop…please.”
A combination of tranquility and incredible focus filled Jacob. The sense of control produced exhilaration, the feeling he sought but was often elusive. Not so now.
“Beg me again.” Jacob stared, high on her submission. “And this time… mean it .”
“I want you to make me come, sir…please. It hurts. I can’t…” Vivienne’s voice drifted off.
“What, Vivienne? You can’t what?” Jacob looked down at her, keeping
With a fistful of her hair, Jacob forced her motions, tugging and pushing to see that she satisfied him without restraint. “ Harde r, or I’ll use the belt on your bare butt. And believe me, I’d like to.” His words were more of a growl than a command, his demeanor just shy of cruel.
Vivienne sucked harder, then even harder, and Jacob watched. She looked so damn erotic, kneeling and sucking on him voraciously. He arched his back a little, shoving his cock deeper into her throat, but she didn’t tense, only took what he gave.
“Suck me off,” Jacob said. “Now.”
Vivienne made a sexy sound in the back of her throat, and grazed her teeth along the bulging veins of his skin. Then she seemed to swallow his cock down her throat. Jacob put his palm on the back of her head, shoving to plunge his shaft in deeper. Vivienne was there to service him, and she damn well better do it. She sucked so hard, and so fiercely, that he lost control.
Jacob’s body stiffened, and his belly flattened, just before he unloaded into Vivienne’s mouth. “Fuck,” he said, and then growled like an animal. As his cum shot down her throat, Vivienne continued to suck, while rolling his balls in her palm.
When he relaxed, Vivienne pulled back, letting his cock pop out of her mouth, before she looked up at him. Her expression was a plea for approval, as if fearing she might not have done it right, or might be in trouble.
Jacob wasn’t sure where her fantasy ended and his began.
He grabbed the belt, and with her hands behind her back, he wrapped it tightly around her wrists. Jacob hoisted her onto a stool in front of a mirror. Standing in front of Vivienne, he could look into the mirror and see her hands bound with the leather belt, the sight of the binding sending heat through his veins. Hastily, he shed his clothes, including the watch.
“Spread your legs…wide,” Jacob said, and Vivienne did so, with respect in her eyes. That was as it should be, since bound and naked he could do with her as he liked. And it might not be pleasant, considering that pain was a part of heated sex play.
Standing in front of her, Jacob plunged two fingers into her wet pussy. “Jesus.” He stroked inside her. “You’re so wet.” He found the spot on her inner wall, and made a come-hither motion with his fingers, watching her eyes half close. He rubbed just so, teasing her, with no thought of allowing her to release.
Bending down, Jacob licked her creamy breasts, then repeatedly bit her distended nipples until they were bright red. He held one in his teeth, tugging on it. Vivienne panted and moaned. “Tell me what you want, Vivienne.”
“More,” she gasped. “More, sir.”
Using his thumb, Jacob massaged her clit while keeping his fingers inside her. He sucked at her nipples, hard enough to make them ache. He knew she was close, but just before Vivienne could come, he stepped back, relishing her agony.
Vivienne whimpered. He looked at her, bound before him, with her legs spread. The sight of her vulnerability spiraled his arousal to an explosive level. In a deep voice, he commanded her: “Beg me.”
“Sir, please.”
“Please what?” Jacob snapped out the question, while glaring at her.
“Touch me, sir. Don’t stop…please.”
A combination of tranquility and incredible focus filled Jacob. The sense of control produced exhilaration, the feeling he sought but was often elusive. Not so now.
“Beg me again.” Jacob stared, high on her submission. “And this time… mean it .”
“I want you to make me come, sir…please. It hurts. I can’t…” Vivienne’s voice drifted off.
“What, Vivienne? You can’t what?” Jacob looked down at her, keeping
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