Page 29 of Lillian

In a few quick movements, I lean forward and unsnap the clasp of her bra. Her nipples are puckered. I lean forward and take one into my mouth, unable to help myself before I get on with my plan.

As I pull back, my eyes snag on some silver at the headboard, and I get another idea. “Scoot up.” I jerk my chin toward the head of the bed and watch every movement as she does as I say.

“Stop,” I tell her. She does. My blood thrums at the control she’s handing me. The way she has thrown all her trepidations right out the window, just as I asked. Even if it’s just for tonight, I’m hers, and she’s mine. “Arms up and lay back.”

She frowns at me, confused, but does as I say. There are clips at each end with leather handcuffs attached. Instead of walking around the bed to attach each one, I crawl up her naked body, straddling her chest so my dick is near her mouth again but just out of reach, and lean over to strap her right wrist in first.

My core tightens as Lillian decides she doesn’t want to be teased and leans up to take me into her mouth again. I chuckle, peeling her left hand off the base of my shaft and strap that one in next. Still, she manages to take me into her mouth, so I thrust a few times, close my eyes, and take in the warm, wet sensation before pulling back out.

“Tease,” she grumbles, wiggling enough to pull on the restraints as she rubs her thighs together for some friction.

“I think I should take care of that for you, baby. Don’t you?” I move down and settle between her thighs, lick my lips at the wetness shining there, and glance up at her for confirmation. She nods eagerly, and it’s my turn to push her to the edge.

With my tongue, I push against her clit. Her hips buck. With one hand, I hold her down, and with the other, I grip her thigh as I lick her from her core to clit.

“Lincoln, please,” she begs, voice breathy.

“I know, baby,” I coo, and thrust one finger into her core. Then another and curled them up to drag along her G-spot. She’s so wet, her cum is dripping into the palm of my hand. “Tell me to stop,” I warn before taking my pinky and pressing against her ass. It clenches automatically at my touch, but then she relaxes. Since she doesn’t say no or shake her head, I press my pinky in.

My movements are slow so I don’t hurt her. When her thighs unclench from around my shoulders, I start pumping my pinky and two fingers in and out at the same time. Legs shake against my shoulders, and I know she’s reaching that peak. I keep the same rhythm, the same pace and pressure until I feel hercore tighten and then flutter against my fingers as she shatters around them.

From my vantage point, I watch her breasts rise and fall as she comes down. Instead of pulling back and fucking her the way I desperately need to, I reach over and grab the butt plug. With her release, I lube it up.

“Do you want more?” I confirm and grin when she nods eagerly. I start with my pinky again, pump a few times, then add my ring finger to the mix. She grunts but stays loose and doesn’t tell me to stop. I add my middle finger in slowly and take note of her stomach tightening.

“No more,” she says after the third finger is all the way in, and I agree.

“Ready?” I ask, grabbing the lubed butt plug and holding it up for her to see.

A little moaning laugh is my response, and she nods. “Yeah.”

“That’s my girl,” I praise. Her body locks up at my words, and I curse to myself. But, true to our agreement, she ignores it and loosens up again. Though, I’m sure she’ll remind me tomorrow how much she is absolutelynotmy girl. “Let it in,” I tell her before pressing the plug into her ass a little at a time. More and more until it pops in.

“Fucking perfect,” I murmur and, just to be a dick, flick her clit before raising up to my knees.

“Erggh,” she moans out a curse, and the shackles rattle as she tugs on them. “Asshole.” She glares at me.

“What’re you going to do about it, sweetie? You seem a little…tied up.” I take my time admiring her naked body, slowly stroking my stiff cock. There’s a slight sheen to her body now, which somehow makes her even more fucking hot.

“Are you going to fuck me or not?” Her eyes are narrowed on me, fists flexing like she wants to reach out, grab me, and pull me toward her.

“Tsk. I don’t think I’m done having my fun yet.” I grab the vibrator, and a loud buzzing fills the otherwise quiet room.

Without my even asking, Lillian spreads her legs wider, the shiny head of the black butt plug barely noticeable now. I place the vibrator on its highest setting and touch it gently to her swollen clit.

“Ahhh!” she shouts out, bucking her hips.

“Shhh. That’s it.” Her legs start up again, and I lower the setting.

“Lincoln!” she groans, legs no longer shaking.

“Patience,” I goad her. “So greedy.” A glare is her only response. But then, she rolls her eyes and settles back against the duvet and plush pillows.

I bring it back up to the highest setting and start over. Just as I see her legs start to shake, I lower the setting again. Three more times I do this before she’s a panting, begging mess. Little blonde pieces of hair stick to her sweaty face and her pupils are blown so wide her eyes look almost completely black.

I take mercy on her. Mostly because she’s done so well, but also because I’m painfully fucking hard, precum leaking out of me. My dick is practically purple with need.

This time, I start it on a low setting, and when her legs start to shake, I change it to the highest setting. She comes so hard, liquid squirts out of her onto the covers.

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