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I’m literally going to die if he doesn’t lick me soon—there’s no way he only tied me up so he could fucking look at my pussy!

“You’ll call me Eric, slut, and you’ll like it.”

“Oh…fuck, Eric,” I moan as he finally gives in and makes out with my wet, soaked cunt the way I fucking want.

He teases my clit with his tongue. He sucks it between his lips, rolling it back and forth until I’m whimpering like a bitch. He presses it gently between his teeth, and then he does something.

I don’t know what it is, and I probably never will—because when he does it, my whole body goes rigor mortis for a second, and I realize the real reason Eric has leather cuffs attached to his bed.

It’s not just so he can lure innocent models into it and then keep them from escaping, no.

It’s because when he licks my cunt, I lose full control of my body. Whatever he’s doing to my clit makes my arms and legs twitch and thrash and strain so hard against the cuffs that I know in an instant that, if I wasn’t restrained, I’d be in danger of hurting him—or, more likely, myself.

That first orgasm hits me hard. Like being punched in the face—only by, like, a train or something. It makes me scream and moan and hyperventilate, and just when I think it might let up, I realize it’s actually arrived at this panty party with a fucking friend.

Two orgasms like that, one after another, would normally be enough to exhaust me completely. But that’s nothing compared to what Eric has in store next.

“Tell me how you lost your virginity,” Eric commands.

I swallow hard. I’ve barely returned to reality from the orgasmic plane, and he’s asking me questions? The fuck, dude?

“I’m not sure I still know English right now,” I laugh.

But then his thumb is on my clit, and fuck, fuck, fuck! This is a man who really knows how to get a girl to do his bidding. If he keeps rubbing my clit like that, he could ask me to speak fucking Finnish for him, and I’d find a way.

“Fuck—uh…oh, god, please, Eric!” I whimper.

“Answer the question.”

I want to fight him. I want to snarl and hiss and sass and call him names.

But here’s the thing: I can’t think of fuck-all while he’s rubbing my clit like that except for how to please him and how to get more.

“I was eighteen,” I say, getting it out of the way as quickly as I can. “My boyfriend at the time—right after graduation—I told him I wanted him to fuck me, and he did. The end.”

“Did you orgasm?”

I laugh. “I was eighteen, Eric, not fucking stupid.”

“Good girl,” he says, and if he says anything more, I don’t hear it. With just a twitch of his thumb, he has me orgasming again. It’s even harder this time—so hard that my fucking ears pop.

When the orgasm subsides, Eric’s cock is rubbing up against my clit. I realize I’m straining my wrists against the cuffs and moaning against his lips.

“What’s your favorite thing about sex?” Eric asks me, and I know better than to try and fight him this time.

With Eric, it’s all about giving in. To pleasure. To the experience.

Bending to his stupid fucking macho billionaire will.

“The other person,” I whisper with every ounce of focus I have to spare. His cock is catching my clit with every thrust, teasing me with brief, sharp moments of sensation that leave me desperate for more. “The feel of them—their smell—their body against mine, oh my god, just like that, just like you’re doing now—”

Eric’s fingers twist into my hair as he positions his cock against my entrance and presses into me. My cunt is twitching wildly at that point, like it’s trying to swallow him up. It succeeds—because I take Eric’s gigantic, fat 12-inch dick more quickly and easily than I ever have before.

“Do you like that?” he asks, his voice strained and urgent.

“Yes,” I breathe back. “God, fuck yes, Eric. Fuck. The hell. Yes.”

He withdraws slightly, then thrusts deeper. The leather around my wrists is suddenly a problem—because something has shifted between us, something even bigger and heavier than Eric’s huge fucking cock—and I want nothing more than to hold him. To wrap my arms around his body and feel his muscles rippling as he feeds my pussy more and more of his enormous length.


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