Page 20 of Midnight Oil

A tiny squeak chirped from my lips. His soft chuckle drifted over me like warm fingertips as I lowered myself to my knees. The wedge was pressed against my thighs now.

Quinn tugged against on the leather tethers, both at the same time and a little harder than before.

"Oh," I squealed as I found myself leaning over the tall side of the wedge with my head at the bottom. My arms were being fastened to each side of the wedge, something that thrilled me and sent a slight shiver of fear through me.

Quinn, who never seemed to miss even the slightest reaction, placed a kiss on my jutting, naked bottom. "No need to worry, Suzy Q. I think you'll have a lot of fun on this adventure." He kissed my ass again and trailed his mouth along the back of my thigh.

My body relaxed as my pussy grew wet with desire. I dropped my head and rested my cheek against the soft leather, deciding to give in to the intense physical stimulation. He had proven himself such a master of my body, it was as if we had been together for years and not just weeks. It would be too easy to ruin the moment by allowing my thoughts to drift to the reason why he was such a master so I pushed them away. All my focus went to the cravings I was feeling, the intense need to be satisfied.

A splash of oil on my lower back made me jump slightly. Quinn chuckled again, then began smoothing the luxurious fragrant liquid over my back and bottom.

"Hmm," I said as I relaxed again. "Like the world's best massage. I like the feel of that lotion on my skin."

"It's from the Midnight Oil box. It's really popular. Lots of sweet hineys getting lotioned up this month." With that he delivered a sharp, tantalizing slap to my ass.

I jerked up but was instantly reminded that my hands were bound.

He spanked me again, but this time instead of startling and pulling against the cuffs, I groaned in pleasure and pushed my bottom higher. Surprising the hell out of myself.

He spanked me once more, then soothed my stinging flesh with more lotion. I sensed Quinn moving behind the wedge. He spread my legs wider with his knees as he settled in behind me.

"I have to say, I like this view a lot." His settled his mouth on the crack of my ass and leaned down to impale the tight hole with his tongue. I was both sensory deprived and on sensory overload. The intimacy of his pressing his tongue between my cheeks sent a new shiver of delight through me, one that he noticed immediately.

"You like that, baby," he growled from behind before continuing.

I was so focused on the ass play, it took me by surprise when his cock slid into my pussy. I cried out in pleasure, nearly delirious with the feel of his tongue and cock, both invading my most intimate spots.

"Quinn!" The intensely erotic position and his masterful skills took me easily over the edge. My body trembled and I writhed against him to feel every pulsating sensation. It seemed to last forever, each wave of pure pleasure rushing through me, making me dizzy and breathless.

"That's it, baby, that's what I wanted," he growled as his hands took firm hold of my hips. I collapsed over the wedge and clutched its edges to hold on as Quinn pummeled me hard from behind. Each thrust renewed some of the earlier sensations. I instinctively braced against his punishing thrusts just to feel them again. I was so out of my mind with it all, I hadn't realized that he had brought me right back to the cliff again. My pussy had hardly recovered from the first orgasm, but I was heading over the edge again.

Quinn sensed I was heading for another orgasm. He slowed his thrusts, keeping himself in check so that I could come again. He gave me a little spank. "Let's do this again, baby. I want a second act." He held me firmly against him with one hand and slipped the other down between my legs where his finger went to work teasing my clit. He strummed my magical nub like a maestro, with just enough pressure to bring me back to orgasm.

This time my cry of pleasure was weaker. Quinn had milked away all of my energy and I was merely a frail, trembling rag doll being filled with an explosion of sensations, "Quinn," I said weakly, blissfully as I again collapsed in a heap on the wedge.

Quinn's low groan filled the room as he once again gripped me firmly with both hands. He slammed into me three times, his grasp on my hips getting stronger with each thrust. "Fuck, your pussy is so sweet," he growled as his body stiffened and he came.

He collapsed down over me, warming me like a big heavy blanket. He kissed the back of my shoulder. "I knew you were the adventurous type, Suzy Q."

"Hmm." A luxurious sigh hummed from my throat. "I had a great tour guide. And it turns out he doubles as a warm blanket."

His laugh tickled my neck. "I suppose we could move this to the real blankets."

"We could but I don't know if downy quilts have anything on your body heat."

"I never said anything about losing my body heat," he said as he peeled himself off of me. "Although, I have to say, I do love seeing you draped over this wedge, with that perfectly spankable ass sitting high in the air."

I wriggled my bottom with the bit of energy I had left.

He crawled around to the front of the wedge, pulled off my blindfold and released me from the cuffs. Before I could peel myself off the leather wedge, Quinn leaned down and plucked me into his arms. I relaxed against him, breathing in the scent of his skin as he carried me to his bed.

He lowered me onto the bed and pulled a quilt up over me. "I'm going to the kitchen to get us each a bowl of ice cream. Adventure night has made me hungry," he said.

"Wow, double orgasm and ice cream in bed? Please don't wake me. I want this dream to last forever." My body ached with sexual fatigue as I snuggled up under the lush quilt and drifted into a luxuriously drowsy state of bliss.

Eighteen

Quinn

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