Page 21 of Caught By Menace

Menace handed her the cuffs and stuck out his hands. She had a wickedly impish smile on her face as she wrapped the first cuff around his arm. There was only just enough length in the cuff to encircle his thick wrist. She fixed the other cuff and then lifted his hands overhead. To get his hands into position, she leaned against him and accidentally pushed her breasts close to his face.

Unable to help himself, Menace flicked his tongue across her nipple. She gasped and pulled back. Annoyed, she glared down at him. He faked a contrite look. “Sorry.”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Because you’re brilliant?” He latched on to her breast and sucked gently. She inhaled deeply, as if trying to master her arousal, and continued fastening his hands in place. He teasingly bit down on her nipple and made her groan. He chuckled softly.

Naya’s fingertips grazed his jaw. She gazed down at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Keep on teasing me, Menace, but just remember you’re completely at my mercy now.”

He decided not to tell her that he could easily bust out of the cuffs if he wanted. Besides, his curiosity raged. What would she do to him now that she thought she had complete control of the situation?

“Do you get a safeword?”

Her question surprised him. “Do I need one?”

She shrugged. “You gave me one.”

“You’re new to all this. I want you to feel safe and secure when we’re trying new things.”

“Is that your way of telling me you already feel safe and secure?”

“Yes.”

She shook her head. “For a battle-hardened soldier, you are way too trusting.”

“I trust my intuition. My intuition tells me I’m perfectly safe in your hands.”

She didn’t disagree with him but he sensed she thought he was a little crazy or maybe even slightly stupid. His assessment of her stood. She wouldn’t hurt him or put him at risk.

Naya’s mouth dropped to his chest. She took her time exploring his chest and arms with her fingertips and lips. The ticklish kisses along his collarbone and just below his ear made his heart stutter. She traced his nipples with her tongue and made sure to nip him a few times. He hissed at the brief, sharp bites but had to admit it felt rather good in a strange sort of way.

As Naya kissed her way down his body, Menace tried to control his breathing. Even though he knew he could break out of his restraints at any moment, the vulnerability from having his hands bound heightened the sensations he experienced. White-hot currents streaked through his lower belly and into his chest. His groin tightened with anticipation as she slipped down between his thighs and wrapped her fingers around his dick.

A growling moan escaped his throat. Her wet, soft tongue swiped the head of his cock. Nostrils flaring and arms captured overhead, he stared down at her. The comfortable tilt of the restraint couch made it possible for him to watch her performing oral sex on him. The sight of her pink tongue gliding up and down his pulsing flesh made his heart race.

“Naya,” he whispered “That feels so good.”

She smiled up at him before sucking him between her lips. She took only the very tip of his erection into her mouth but it was enough to leave him dizzy. Her lips were stretched around his girth, the sight one that would remain forever imprinted in his mind. She eased off his cock and painted his shaft with her tongue.

When she pulled him into her mouth this time, he curled his fingers toward his palms. He needed something to grip but therewas nothing. Hands fisted above his head, he drew measured breaths into his lungs and tried to regain some control over his response to her hot mouth moving up and down on his shaft.

His cock popped free from her mouth. She stroked his length with one hand and used the other to push his thighs wider apart. When her tongue touched his balls, he gasped. She licked all around his sensitive sac and sucked on the plump flesh. Every tug of her mouth sent his need skyrocketing.

“Naya!” He wished he could sift his fingers through her dark, silky hair. Instead he lifted his hips in silent urging. She laughed and continued to tease him with her tongue and fingers.

The moment she pulled his cock back into her mouth, he exhaled roughly. Lifting his hips again, he carefully thrust into her willing mouth. He was much too big for her to take completely but she gave it her best try. The crown of his cock nudged the back of her throat. The quick flash of tightening as he pinged her gag reflex left his balls aching and his cock throbbing. Primitive as it was, he couldn’t deny his response to her slight gag.

She didn’t abandon his cock. Using her fingers to control the depth of his oral penetration, Naya kept her mouth on him. He fought to breathe normally and wondered how much longer he could flirt with danger. Every stroke of her tongue pushed him closer and closer to the edge. As much as he wanted to spill in her mouth, he wanted to come deep inside her, marking her as his much, much more.

“No more,” he said finally and let his hips fall back to the couch. Naya continued to lick him lightly and suck the head of his cock gently. “Naya,” he said with a moan. “I want to come inside you.”

Her gaze jumped to his. “You could get me pregnant.”

Cold crept into his chest. “Yes.”

“Is that how this works? You seduce me, get me pregnant and then I can’t leave?”

The frustration lacing her voice began to deflate his lust. “Are we going to argue about this now?”

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