“Such a good little girl,” he whispered, moving up beneath her body as she shook with blind tremors of anticipation. “Give me your lips, Courtney. Kiss me, baby. ”
She lowered her head frantically then, searching, finding his lips as the hunger overwhelmed her. Lips and tongues fought to get closer, to eat at the passion rising hot and fierce between them. No, not passion. But something much more fierce, more elemental. It became more than desire, more than hunger as she bucked in his embrace, her nipples rasping over his chest, her lips held and controlled by his as his tongue tasted every dewy inch of her mouth and tongue.
“No. Don’t,” she cried out as he broke the contact, searching frantically for his lips.
He found hers instead. Sipping. Nipping. He refused to take her fully, to give her the hard, dominant force of the kiss she pleaded for.
Courtney groaned in frustration as he moved again, pulling from beneath her, forcing her to hold herself in place as his hands stroked along her body. He palmed her breasts, his fingers flicking at the hard nipples.
“I could suck at those tight little tips all day,” he whispered at her shoulder. “But there’s so much more to explore, Courtney. So many ways I need to pleasure you. ”
So many ways she wanted to be pleasured.
“Stay still. ” She felt him moving to her rear, his hand stroking over it gently. “First, we get you ready. ”
“Oh God. Ian…”
She could feel him stretching out on the bed, his damp hair caressing her thigh as his head moved between her legs.
“Stay still. ” He slapped her ass as she moved to lower her pussy to his mouth.
Courtney bit her lip, straightening, panting for breath as one hand curved along her buttocks, spreading the cheeks slowly as the other moved closer.
Every muscle she possessed began to scream in pleasure as she felt the narrow tip of the lubricating tube began to slide slowly inside the tight entrance of her ass.
“Relax…” His breath caressed her clit, causing her to jerk in reaction.
She could feel her juices gathering, dripping along the lips of her pussy as he murmured his appreciation. His tongue—was it his tongue?—swiped over the drenched folds, gathering the creamy excess as it lingered on her flesh. He never truly touched her, but made her mad for more even as she felt the nozzle sliding deeper inside her.
“We’re just going to play a little bit,” he whispered, his breath searing the folds. “I’m going to fuck you nice and slow as I spread the lubrication inside you. And while I’m doing that, I’m going to do this…”
The nozzle slid back, spreading the cooling gel as his tongue swiped through the narrow, cream-laden slit of her cunt before wrapping around her clit. She would have come off the bed from the sensations if the restraints weren’t holding her in place. She shuddered, a hoarse scream leaving her lips as the pleasure tore through her with the force of lightning, searing every nerve ending she possessed before he drew back and slid the nozzle deep inside her ass again, causing her to buck against the pleasure of the penetration.
“Mmm… Your juices are dripping from your pussy, Courtney. I don’t even have to touch you to taste the sweetness. ”
Tremors raced up her spine as the muscles of her anus clenched on the nozzle. He moved it again, drawing back as she tightened, expecting the feel of his tongue. It never came. The nozzle slid inside her again as he began to fuck her with slow, easy strokes, squeezing small amounts of the lubrication inside her as he moved.
“Ian…please…again…” She was nearly sobbing from the need.
“What, baby?” His breath stroked her clit. “Tell me what you want. ”
“Lick me. ” She had no shame. “Lick my pussy, Ian. Please. ”
Slow, barely touching her, his tongue swabbed over the swollen folds as she moaned in frustration.
“Like that?”
She bucked, lowering her hips, only to receive another smack to her rear in payment.
“Stay still,” he ordered firmly.
“Ian, this is cruel,” she wailed, her head hanging between her arms as she fought to stay upright. “I need more. ”
The nozzle slid in again, a hard, fiery thrust through the slick recess as her back arched. At the same time, his tongue plunged inside her weeping pussy, flickering, licking, caressing the inner muscles as a strangled scream of pleasure tore from her throat.
“No. Damn you, Ian…” she begged as he retreated once again.
Courtney fought to breathe, to hold onto her sanity as her hips lowered, trying to follow his wicked tongue. Sharp smacks to her rear only added to the pleasure, as did the smooth, short strokes of the lubricating nozzle in her anus. She writhed, fighting the darkness surrounding her, the hunger eating her alive as his tongue licked, his teeth nipped, but never in the spots she needed, never as she needed.