The Big O (An OTT Insta-love STANDALONE) by Nelle L'Amour

Instead, he dusted an end across each nipple, creating a ticklish sensation, before wrapping it around my eyes.
    “Oh, we’re doing another blind taste test?”
    He chortled that deep sexy laugh. “Of sorts.”
    My senses were on high alert as I heard him step away. He returned in no time, and blindfolded, I could feel his presence once again hovering over me. A delicious sweet smell wafted up my nostrils. I recognized the mouthwatering aroma instantly—it was for sure a donut, which he must have retrieved from the platter I put on the credenza. He was holding it only millimeters from my nose. I found it fascinating how much I could actually see in my mind’s eye with my blindfold.
    “Is that a donut?” I asked bravely.
    “Yes, Olive, it is. Do you know what kind?”
    I inhaled. Definitely not chocolate, but I wasn’t sure. “Hmm…it could be a glazed one.”
    “No, it’s not. Take a big bite.”
    He sensuously ran the soft dough around my lips before stopping. I clamped my mouth around it and dug my teeth into the treat. Out of this world creamy sweetness seeped out and met my taste buds.
    “Mmmm,” I moaned out loud, licking my upper lip. It was my very favorite—a cream-filled one.
    “Jesus. You’re so damn sexy when you do that. Watching you eat a donut makes me so fucking hard.”
    In my head, I could see his enormous cock stiffening beneath his slacks. The vision was turning me on, and between my legs, hot tingles clustered as wetness flooded my pussy. I had the burning urge to touch myself but refrained.
    “Swallow,” he ordered.
    I did as he asked, gulping down the soft moist dough, which actually wasn’t that easy in my horizontal position.
    “More,” I moaned after swallowing.
    He let out a light laugh. “Oh, you’ll be getting more, my love, except in different ways.” I felt him run a finger around my lips and then heard him suck it. His own “mmm” slipped out from his mouth. And then I jolted as I felt the creamy filling pour onto my chest. I put a finger to my cleavage to confirm it.
    “Olive, no hands. I forgot to tell you.”
    A whoosh whipped through my ears, and on my next shaky breath, he lifted my arms up over my head. Gripping both wrists in one of his massive hands, he began to bind them. I put two and two together…he was tying me up with his belt.
    “This isn’t too tight, is it?”
    I wiggled my hands. They were firmly bound, but I wasn’t in pain and shook my head no.
    “Good. And one more thing. Don’t hold back. This room is soundproof.”
    Well, that was a relief because I sure as heck didn’t want a sock in my mouth.
    I didn’t move or say a thing as he mounted the table and straddled my lower body, placing his knees on either side of me. Given how wide I was, I had to say he was rather flexible for a man his size. Maybe he did yoga or Pilates.
    Anchoring his hands on my shoulders, he leaned into me.
    “Olive,” he breathed. “I want to get to know you. I’m going to taste and feel every nook and cranny of your beautiful body and then I’m going to devour you.”
    “Okay,” I squeaked, my pulse accelerating with anticipation as I felt his tongue slide down my neck. My back arched in response to the erotic sensation while the tingly feeling between my legs intensified. As his tongue trailed down to my chest, his large hands followed the curves of my body until they landed on my hips. It felt unbelievably good. As I let out another moan, I could feel his eyes on me.
    “You’re simply gorgeous, Olive. I like a woman to look like a woman. I want something to hang on to when I fuck. I love your soft curves, the contour of your belly, and your volcanic tits. And your flawless skin is like creamy porcelain, made for a man to lick.”
    I was speechless as he licked off the cream that had landed in my cleavage. The flicks of his tongue felt divine and then he moved his hands to my bountiful breasts, squeezing and massaging them. Then a new erotic sensation