"Perfect. Just daydreaming about you," he replied, walking back towards her.
"Why are you daydreaming? I'm right here," she said as she smiled and moved her head in the direction of his steps.
"I was thinking about how good you would look in these."
Her gasp filled the room as he settled the silver clamps to fit tight over the buds of her breasts.
Jagger loved all the different noises he could get her to make. When he reached beside him to grab the matchbox and light the little red candle he had brought over, her shuddering moan at the sound was like hearing his favorite song on the radio in the middle of the night.
"Really?" She squealed as she bent her knees on the chaise lounge and planted her feet. Whether for comfort or to steel herself for what was coming next, who knew?
"You said you wanted to try it. I thought tonight could be filled with a few firsts."
Jagger picked up the candle and moved himself to settle beside her. He kept his clothes on to force himself to get her to cum at least one more time before he plunged into her. The candle hovered above her stomach, and he grabbed the silver chain that dangled between her breasts from the clamps on her nipples with his free hand. As he watched her chest rise and fall with her shallow breaths, he slowly began dripping the wax above her navel.
"Mmmff!" Sadie cried as she sucked in a breath.
Jagger tugged on the clamps and pulled another luscious noise from her throat. "Too much?"
Sadie shook her head, "No."
Jagger grew a little bolder and drizzled the wax up her sternum and across her left breast, and she squirmed beneath him. She felt something cold against her lips when he tugged on her chain.
"Bite it," Jagger commanded, sliding the chain between her teeth. Her nipples were pulled taut along with her breasts, and she had to drop her chin to her chest so she could keep it from being pulled out of her mouth.
"I want to fuck you so bad, baby. You know that, don't you?" His voice was heavy with need, and it was a miracle he could still continue with their game.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
More red wax painted itself across her breasts until she thrust her hips in his direction, desperate for him.
He smirked down at her, an absolute sight stretched out for him. The red wax was hardening against her skin, and he brought the candle lower until he could drip some across the apex of her thighs, right above her glistening folds.
"Damn, I love it, Jag," Sadie praised him, and the chain fell from her lips to settle between her breasts again as he set the candle down on the table beside them once more. "My whole cunt is aching for you. Can you tell?"
Jagger swallowed hard, her words causing him to lose himself, but he still took the time to delicately peel off the wax from her skin before quickly grabbing something off the table. Then he was kneeling between her legs and gripping the inside of her thighs roughly. He lifted her legs over his shoulder and kissed the soft skin right above her slit.
"Tell me how bad you want my tongue on you."
"So bad," Sadie whispered as she shivered in anticipation.
Jagger slapped the length of his fingers across her clit, and she arched off the couch with a gasp.
"Speak up."
"Holy shit. I want your tongue on my clit.. I want you to make me cum with your sexy fucking mouth," she practically yelled, and he slapped her pussy again.
"Good girl."
And then his mouth was on her heat, licking languidly up and down her glistening slit. She twisted in her shackles and panted his name, pressing her hips into his face. Jagger moved his hands under her to grip her ass as he devoured her like a man starved. He sucked her clit between his lips and began flicking the tip of his tongue along it rapidly, knowing it would drive her crazy.
"Too much! It's too - ungh!" Sadie cried and tried to pull back, but she was powerless against him. Just when she was about to cum, he pulled his mouth away and grabbed the large vibrating wand he quickly plugged into the wall.
"Where did you go?" She whined and pouted.