We left the park quite late and Taylor drove us straight onto the tarmac of the Miami International airport to board the Grey Enterprises jet. The picnic was amazing, Christian was so gentle with Chris, he is such a kind and natural father. What am I going to do? My way forward is completely blurred as a flash back of yesterday’s events play through my rattled mind. The yell morphs into sobs and then hysterical giggles. I force in a deep breath and let out a primal shriek whilst kicking my legs wildly, giving in to my child-like tantrum. I flop back onto my bed, grab my pillow and drag it over my face. My body’s still weak, jittery from my grinding orgasm, apparently induced by yesterday’s events and my flaming hormones, finding an outlet, the only way it knows how – in a dream. I look around confused I’m alone, in my bedroom, in my apartment. Holy fuck! My eyes fly open and I jerk up my torso, vaguely surprised that my restrains aren’t holding me back, where is Christian? My body is covered in sweat and I’m breathing like I’ve run a marathon. I shudder and groan in ecstasy, thrashing my head about as I detonate my release.
He senses my quickening and two fingers glide roughly through my wetness and straight to my sweet spot, the other arm snakes up my body where he pinches my nipple and twists violently. I glimpse his rippling shoulder muscles glistening with his perspiration in the dim light. His left thumb is rubbing slow circles on my inner thigh, my whole being willing him to move it up – just an inch – and slip it inside. The heel of his right hand is firmly pressed down onto my pubic bone creating a delicious pressure. I buck my pelvis into his face but his leisurely pace doesn’t change. I so much want to grab his head and force his tongue to stay on me and stop this maddening teasing but both my wrists and ankles are tied to the bedposts. I moan, almost scream as he flicks over my whole slit again. Fuck! As always the pressure is just right and as he stops and re-connects with me again – there, yes! Right there! – I get a 1000 volt jolt, straight to my core. Every time he comes up, I catch his eyes, blazing fire with pleasure and thick desire. He starts at the bottom and sweeps it upward in lazy, even lengths. He presses his tongue flat against me as he laps at me with long strokes. is to circle my clitoris with his slick, crackerjack tongue but tonight he’s doing something different and – it’s exquisite! All I see is Christian’s unruly mop as his head dips lower between my legs.
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