Page 24 of The Heart

“When I first saw you in that dress, I could see all the soft places I wanted to run my tongue. And the parts I couldn’t see… fuck, sweetheart, it wasn’t hard to imagine them.”

Leena keeps her eyes on me, unable to see the man behind her, and it turns me the fuck on seeing her plastered against him. My eyes flicker down to the thin silk that barely covers her breasts, her nipples letting me know exactly how much she’s enjoying this entire situation. She blushes, and I bite at my lip appreciatively, running both of my index fingers back up her body, lingering at the soft skin between her breasts.

Then, I slide my fingers outward, taking the fabric with them and making sure they brush right over her nipples as I do, causing her to gasp. I continue until the fabric is off to each side, completely exposing her perfect breasts. I step back to admire the view.

“Please,” she pleads. “Please touch me.”

I chuckle, but I don’t move.

“You seem to have forgotten something, sugar,” Sebastian says against her hair, dragging the dress the rest of the way off her, leaving her naked between us.

“What?” she asks, her breath quickening as I trail my hands up her sides, raising her arms above our heads. I watch her, our faces inches apart.

“That this is a punishment,” he says, snapping the handcuffs into place, securing her to the barn door rail above us.

I smile, watching her eyes go wide.

Leena’s not that tall, much shorter than Sebastian and I, so it’s a stretch for her. She has to lift herself slightly off of the ground with her toes if she doesn’t want the cuffs to pinch.

I step back, and Sebastian comes to stand beside me, marveling at the sight of her perfect naked body all outstretched and on display for us.

She squirms, and I wonder again how this became my life.

Because I fucking love it.

Sebastian starts digging through the go-bag at her feet, and I wonder what he has planned until he stands back up holding a black box. I smile, knowing exactly what’s inside. We picked this up for her a while back, and what a perfect fucking occasion to try it out.

“May I?” I ask, holding out a hand for it.

“Please,” he says, handing it over as we both smile at the woman who has no idea what’s coming.

I drop to my knees before her, and she whimpers in anticipation. I set the box on the floor and glance back up at Sebastian.

“Eyes on me, sugar. You don’t need to know what he’s doing down there,” he says, right on cue.

I love how well this man and I work together.

I look up, making sure she’s following orders before I remove the lid.

Her legs are crossed at the ankles, and that just won’t do. I gently tap her soft skin, signaling for her to part them.

She does.

Fuck. This woman.

With her legs now spread, I am able to appreciate how much this turns her on. Andoh fuck,does that turn me on. I groan out my pleasure and I can’t fucking take it any longer. Within a second, my mouth is completely over her wet slit, my tongue trailing between every fold before moving up to circle her clit. She squirms and gasps, and I start to get a little frustrated she’s not holding still.

“Don’t move, sweetheart. Be our good fucking girl and let Lu have his fun,” Sebastian says, and she immediately stills.

I kiss her pussy slowly and she moans, but she doesn’t move. Like our good fucking girl.

My mouth wanders up, and I play with her little hoop piercing with my tongue, reveling in the sound of her cry. When my teeth find their way around her clit, she can’t help but squirm.

“Hold. Still,” Sebastian commands, and she stills again. I spread her legs wider, then bury my face into her pussy, kissing and licking and taking my fucking fill of her. She shudders and whimpers, but before she can come, I drag my mouth away.

I smile, loving the feeling of her arousal all over my face. Instinctively, I reach up to wipe it off, until I hear Sebastian from behind me.

“Leave it,” he says. I pull my hand away, chuckling, before focusing back on what it is I came down here to do.

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