Page 77 of Heart of The Night

CARA

I smoothed my hands down the crotch of his sage trousers, watching the promising bulk of his erection. As my hand ran over it, I gave it a gentle squeeze and wetted my lips. I could hardly wait to wrap my mouth around him and make him feel every ounce of my love.

‘Cara,’ William said firmly, stepping sideways. ‘Take them off right now!’ He glared down at me, rattling the handcuffs.

A sadistic laugh slipped out of my mouth as I followed him, literally chasing his dick. Just as he was about to break into a run, I gripped the waistband of his trousers and yanked him back to me.

‘Lean back and relax, Will,’ I said, my voice low and tinged with amusement. ‘Your only job right now is to come as hard as you fucking can.’

With deft motions, I undid the button and zip, then dragged down his boxers and trousers. I left them pooled around his ankles, making it difficult for him to escape. His erection pointed straight at me, the thick tip glistening in the light, revealing how aroused he was. He could object to the handcuffs all he wanted. His cock made it clear he was loving this.

‘If you go through with this, Cara, you’ll pay for it.’ He glowered down at me. ‘I’ll have you tied up and gagged, begging for release as I make sure every inch of your body feels the consequences.’

My breath caught in my throat, my vagina tingling. I swallowed hard, feeling my heartbeat quicken with excitement. William tying me up and subjecting me to his full sexual wrath?

‘Don’t threaten me with a good time, Will.’

His eyes narrowed. ‘You have no idea what you’re in for.’

I gave him a cheeky grin and grabbed his dick, feeling how hard it was – rock-solid, the veins protruding like carnal adornments. ‘Guess you’ll have to show me,’ I teased and leaned in, gently lapping my tongue across the tip.

‘Shit,’ he groaned, eyes shifting to the ceiling. ‘Cara, you are so going to regret this.’

I started pumping him, staring up with a look of mischief as I twirled my tongue around the crest of his dick. He took a deep breath, his eyes darkening as he met my gaze.

‘Don’t you dare look at me like that.’ His voice was sharp, his jaw clenching. ‘Get me out of these. I’m going to fuck your brains out.’

Chuckling, I slowly trailed my tongue down the length of him toward my hand. The scent of him was driving me wild with desire. Finally, I would have my way, and I would take my sweet time with it. I would torment him the same way he always tormented me.

‘Cara, how about this?’ he said softly, seemingly changing tactics. ‘If you let me out of these, I promise I’ll let you blow me before I do anything else.’

I stifled a sardonic laugh. ‘Really?’ I asked, feigning a tone of innocence.

He nodded vehemently, hope shining from his features. ‘Yes.’

I kissed his dick, then smiled up at him. ‘How gullible do you think I am, Will?’

The hope in his eyes faded, quickly replaced by frustration. ‘You’re going to kill me.’ He threw his head back, broad shoulders sinking. ‘I want to fuck you so badly – I’m going to explode.’

I laughed and kissed his dick again. ‘Then explode. In my mouth.’ I spread my lips, taking him in as I flicked my tongue across the length of him. A beautiful groan of pleasure drifted out of his mouth. Glancing up, I saw his lips part slightly, his gaze distant as if he were high. God, how that look on his face turned me on. It encouraged me like nothing else.

‘Fuck, Cara,’ he said through his teeth and shoved himself deeper into my mouth. ‘I swear, you’re my living, breathing fantasy.’

My heart swelled with triumph, his adoring, erotic words echoing in my mind. I hummed against him in my mouth, knowing the vibrations of my voice could leave tingling sensations in his dick. Releasing his cock from my grip, I spread my hands across his muscular thighs and pleasured him solely with my mouth. Then I pushed forward, feeling him hit the back of my throat. I closed my eyes, holding back the unbidden tears as I struggled to suppress my gag reflex. But when I reached the base of him, I lost control. Gagging on him, I immediately pulled back. A long, appreciative groan poured out of his mouth as I returned to the tip.

‘You’re driving me mad!’ he exclaimed, rattling the handcuffs again.

‘I know, I can feel it. You’re so hard, Will,’ I purred, gently kissing him as I wrapped my hand around him again. Lowering my head, I carefully lapped my tongue over his balls and felt his thigh flex against my hand. A soft whimper escaped him, his eyes closing. He gave a tortured shake of his head, and I couldn’t help but smile.

Moving back to his dick, I took him into my mouth and increased my pace. While drawing in on him, I pumped him with my hand, careful with the amount of force I applied – hard, but not too hard. Just enough to drive him crazy. I steered my other hand to his balls, gently massaging them as I blew his dick.

He groaned loudly then. ‘Fuck, Cara. Just like that.’

I kept going, determined to drive him over the edge. My jaw ached from holding my mouth wide open, the pain mounting with each passing second, but the pleasure it brought him made it all worthwhile.

Then, suddenly, he started ramming into my mouth, perfectly synchronised with my movements. I squeezed my eyes shut, welcoming his eager thrusts. Tears trailed down my cheeks, but I refused to stop. I would make him come.

‘Ah, shit,’ he moaned and fought against the handcuffs again. ‘Let me out of them. Bloody let me out of them,’ he begged.

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