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He moves off me, leaving me panting and longing for more. I listen to every sound he makes as he slides across the bed. My sense of hearing heightened. I listen to him opening a drawer, then the familiar rip of foil as he gets a condom. The anticipation has me shivering, my skin igniting with goosebumps.
Seconds later, he’s back over me, his weight making the bed dip. He leans on all fours, caging in my body like a predator, his body heat surrounding me. I shiver in anticipation, alert and wanting, as he leans down and captures my nipple in his mouth, sucking and gently biting until I’m wriggling around, moaning softly. He tends to the other in the same fashion, my body already climbing back into the initial stages of orgasm, highly sensitized and responsive to him in a way I’ve never been before.
It's never been like this, so effortlessly bringing me to the verge of another body-racking, explosive climax, and I thought Jake had been doing a pretty outstanding job before now.
He moves back down to my ankles and rips open the ankle restraints causing a surge of relief as I move my legs together again. Hot strong hands grasp me around the pelvis, then he flips me over, causing the upper restraints to cross my arms at the wrists, and I gasp at the surprise. It’s tighter, and I’m even less mobile, my head locked between my upper arms, facing down like a submissive. I’m defenseless and held, ready to be taken, something I would never have imagined being comfortable with, yet nothing is out of bounds with him.
He lifts my hips so I’m propped on my knees. Pulling my thighs apart, he moves behind me, never letting me go. His fingertips slide to my warmth and probe me softly before he enters me from behind in an easy, slow glide. I arch, letting out a satisfied moan, breath catching, and push myself back against him so I can experience his entire length filling me and hitting the ache deep inside that’s been building and craving his feel. There is never a substitute for the sense of him inside of me, no matter how good he is with his hands or mouth; this is what I crave.
He cups my ass and squeezes hard, moving his palms up until he grabs my hips, pushing me forward with his weight, the restraints biting in. It feels better than amazing. There’s nothing but a satisfying fullness and pressure as he fills me. Starting a slow, steady rhythm in and out, he soon has my body climbing higher and higher. As I groan and whimper, I can hear his loud and labored breath. The rhythm of our joined bodies is a sensual dance that slowly unravels me, blowing my mind.
He quickens the pace until he slams hard into me, almost ruthlessly, both of us breathing hard, eliciting soft grunts and moans. He’s gripping my waist so tightly I know it’ll leave marks, passion overtaking gentleness and lust driving him further. I savor the roughness and know this is not lovemaking, this is Jake’s definition of fucking, and I like it.
I cry out with every thrust. I love what he’s doing. I anticipate every movement, grinding back at him, encouraging him to be harder. Every jolt sends a deep wave of pleasure, and my body loses control as I begin to hit that dizzying height again. I moan loudly as the tension builds; this time, it’s so fast that it threatens to tear me apart. The build-up makes me pant out loud, filling me with heat and wetness, which only makes him more excited; he thrusts harder and faster. Jake screws me senseless.
Held captive in my pose, I cannot slow it down; his hard, hot body is ruthless. I harshly tug at my restraints, fearing the precipice I’m almost on the verge of reaching. The intensity overwhelms me, but I’m unable to move. It’s exhilarating and so goddamn satisfying. And then it happens, like a massive, all-consuming explosion, the waves of my climax quickly envelope me, and I spasm wildly without warning, letting out a wail of sheer ecstasy. Being completely immobile, splayed out in front of him, adds to the intensity of the orgasm, causing it to multiply and repeat for seemingly endless mind-blowing seconds that are so much more intense than anything I’ve experienced before. I cry out loudly for what feels like forever, wracked with something so huge I can do nothing but surrender in the most earth-shattering moment of my life. My body flushes with moisture at my release, covering us both, and I lose all conscious awareness of anything except the ripples of extreme deliciousness catapulting through me. My body is alive with sensation.
He falls on top of me as I begin to still, and we both collapse on the bed in a heap, my arms outstretched above me. He’s still inside me, throbbing with his climax, which spurs a sprinkle of tiny, mini explosions within me that makes me twitch involuntarily. I’m still moaning in ecstasy and unable to feel anything but extreme release, both lost inside our internal pleasures while joined.
I’ve never experienced anything like this, not even with Jake these past few days, and I’m completely spent, unable to do anything but languish here. He reaches up, releases the wrist cuffs, and pulls me into his arms, basking in what he’s just done to me, our bodies sagging in satisfaction. I’m panting and tingling all over, and my limbs have turned to Jell-O. He slides the blindfold off me, throwing it toward the wall, and spoons me as I blink in the sudden light. I can’t even move my limbs, and I’m still trying to catch my breath, my body heated crazily.
With his head on my shoulder, I feel him smile, his stubble grazing against my now-highly sensitive skin, and I smile too. Even after something like that, something so new and kinky, there’s no awkwardness or shyness. He satisfies me in ways I could never have dreamed of and rocks my world with seemingly little effort. He kisses me gently on the back of my shoulder and exhales with a sigh of contentment.
“Now that … is definitely in the top five. Might even be a number one spot,” he pants breathlessly, and I can tell by his tone that he’s smiling still. I grin too. “I’ve never made you cum like that before,” he mumbled softly, nuzzling my neck. “I think we’ll take this setup home with us, Bambina. I’m definitely up for a repeat of this.” His voice is deep and husky.
“Mmmm hmmm,” is all I can say in a dazed response. I’m beyond exhausted, unable to formulate a reply. I never knew sex could be the way it is with Jake, every time different and mind-blowing, but this has to be a favorite now. He just rocked my world.
“That good, huh?” He kisses me on my cheek, a finger stroking my jawline, and then he stretches out, yawning, a hand appearing in the air above me as he loosens his limbs. I stretch out and nod, closing my eyes and snuggling against him, ready to fall asleep. He wraps around me a little more comfortably, nuzzling his face into my hair, his legs entwining with mine in his getting-ready-to-take-a-nap pose; it seems we’re both exhausted.
“Emma?” His voice is thick and hoarse, so close to my ear that it gives me goosebumps and rouses me.
“Mmm-hmmm?” I answer lazily, letting my hands follow the curve of his arms and covering them possessively, enjoying the strong, hard muscles under smooth skin and soft hair.
“It’s never been like this …” he breaks off as if he’s not sure if he wants to say this. I open my eyes, listening intently.
Does he mean that he’s never had sex like this? Or that it’s never felt as good as this?
I turn slightly to gaze at his face in the now-shadowy room. The sun has gone down, and catch the coyness in his expression.
“In what way?” I croak, finding some of my shaking voice, my body still tingling in the afterglow.
“Wanting to have sex with you every second of every hour, like I just can’t get enough of you. No matter how much I get you naked, the urge never dies.” He leans closer to me, stroking my face gently. “Long before I touched you, I wanted you; it drove me crazy.” He pulls me so tightly it almost makes it impossible to breathe.
He has no clue that I felt the same way about him from the first time I ever laid eyes on him. With his effortless sexiness and over-the-top hotness, I’ve been under his spell, aching at his every movement, for so long. I turn to him within the circle of his arms, and our eyes meet.
“You’re the most adventurous girl I’ve ever met,” he continues, “There isn’t anything yet that you haven’t let me do to you. You’ve no idea how much of a turn-on that is. And how much of a surprise it’s been, too, considering everything I know about you and what that means to me.” He is so sincere it just floods me with warmth.
“I trust you. I know you’d never hurt me or do anything I didn’t want.” I gaze up at him, watching his gentle expression with adoration. “I’ve been yours from day one, Jake, even before I could admit it to myself, unable to function in your presence without fantasizing about your hands on me. The reality is so much more than the fantasy; everything you do only makes me love you more.” I lean up and kiss him passionately, his mouth responding with equal fire. His hands slide down my body to my naked butt, cupping it and pulling me toward him.
“I’ll never stop trying to fulfill your fantasies. Or making new ones together.” He frowns lightly, a seriousness to that flawless face, and he kisses me again, slowly and deeply, moving against me. My body responds instantly; he was right about one thing, no matter how often we make love, our bodies yearn for more. Even when I think I am beyond my capability, it surprises me that I can instantly recover and want it again soon. He hardens against me, and I know he’s reacting in the same way with his superhuman skill.
“How about round two?” He grins, pulling away from my mouth, as his hand reaches up to catch the cuff and pull it back toward us with a glint of wickedness in his eye.
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