Our damp bodies should have been cold in the air conditioning, but we were a burning mess, writhing together on my bed. I didn’t break the kiss as I slipped a hand under the pillow and pulled out the blindfold and rope.
“You ready?” I asked softly.
She trapped her bottom lip between her teeth, biting back a grin, and nodded quickly. God, she was sexy. I was going to miss seeing the excitement in her eyes as we both moved to get the blindfold on her, but I was looking forward to giving her this experience.
I looped the rope around her wrists and cinched them together, pulling the knot closed. “How’s that?”
The word came from her breathy. “Good.”
“I’m gonna tie this off on the bedframe, so I need to angle you.” I tugged gently on the end of the rope, signaling how I wanted her to shift so her arms were pulled over her head.
And when it was done, I stood beside the bed and took in my work.
Nina’s chest rose and fell rapidly, like she was thirsty and drinking in the air. Her gorgeous body cut a straight diagonal across the mattress, and her tanned skin stood out against the dark blue comforter. Completely bare for me except for the black blindfold. “Oh, Nina,” I said. “You look so fucking good like that.”
She shifted, subtly rubbing her legs together. It made me grin, and I fisted my cock, stroking to tease myself as I’d done to her.
Her perfect, dusty-colored nipples jutted out into points and begged for my attention. She sighed as I laid my palms on them and caressed. Her tits were amazing, and I took my time. I wasn’t on anyone’s schedule. No one was waiting to change setups, and I didn’t have a bulleted sheet listing what acts to perform, and in which order.
She let loose a tight noise of frustration after a while. I’d been licking and pinching for a long time, roaming from one breast to the other. My lips curled into a smile. “Do you like this?”
“Yeah, I do.” She shifted her hips beneath me, calling my attention to down between her legs. “But I want more.”
Again she asked me for more, and I was thrilled. I moved along on the bed, dropping kisses over her belly, and settled between her parted thighs. Her pussy was beautiful. All pink and soft, and so wet. I traced the tip of my tongue over her clit and her whole body flinched.
“Oh!” The rope made a noise as it snapped taut, like she’d forgotten she couldn’t use her hands.
I laughed darkly, and then got to work tasting her. From above, there were huge gulps of air as I licked and sucked. I teased the bud of her clit and got her bent knees to shake in response. The ache in my dick was sharp and angry, but I knew how to focus elsewhere.
Nina’s back arched when I shoved my middle two fingers inside her pussy, and fluttered my tongue right above.
“Oh my God,” she whined.
It just made me want to keep going. Her husky voice was loaded with sex, and to give myself some satisfaction, I rolled my hips against the bed. Yeah, dry humping the mattress wasn’t something I’d do in front of cameras, or really, anyone. But Nina couldn’t see under the blindfold, and I needed both hands on her. One was holding her spread open to my mouth, and the other drove deep where she was soaking wet.
“How are we doing?” I whispered. “Still all right?”
She shuddered as my lips locked onto her clit and I used suction. She gasped. “Shit, Scott. Please.”
“Please, what?” Even
though it was clear what she needed.
“Fuck me,” she groaned.
I crawled up her body, holding back the need to plunge deep inside as a thought popped into my head. The production companies always required a good cumshot. I wanted to go all the way and finish inside her. Fucking hell, that’d be even more intimate than kissing. I tried to keep the hopeful anticipation from changing the pitch of my voice. “No condom still okay?”
“Yeah.” Her tone was clipped. “God, give it to me already.”
She couldn’t see the enormous grin that spread across my face. “You’re demanding all of a sudden.”
“Sorry.” She made a face beneath the blindfold like she was embarrassed.
“What? Don’t apologize.” I cupped a hand to her cheek and kissed her, lowering my body over hers. Could she feel how I was throbbing as I was pressed against her?
“Not being able to see or use my hands,” she whispered, “it makes me want it so bad.” Her tongue darted out to swipe over her full lips, wetting them. “Scott, it makes me want you so bad.”
And . . . I couldn’t last another second. I grabbed myself by the base, steadied my dick, and sank into her. Her body was snug around me. Her mouth rounded into a silent cry of satisfaction.