Page 26 of The Heart

“No, please,touch me,”she pleads, straining against her cuffs, but unable to reach us. Her perfect breasts are heaving with her breath, her nipples even harder, and I know how wet she is for us.

“Oh, you want us to touch you, sweetheart?” Sebastian asks, looking over at her, but keeping his hand on me. “Well, you should have thought of that before you decided to misbehave,” he says, eyeing every inch of her naked body.

He turns back to me and I smile, licking the part of my lip that still tastes like Leena.

“I better take care of that first,” Sebastian says, softer this time. His hand loosens to a gentle caress, trailing to the back of my neck to pull me closer. He takes my lips in his and I let out a groan.

It’s not akiss,per say, it’s more of his determination to get every drop of Leena’s arousal off of me.

And it’s fucking everywhere.

I close my eyes as his mouth and tongue taste my lips, my chin, my cheek, if it was there, he fucking found it.

I reach a hand down, gasping in relief as I grip my aching cock through my pants.

He immediately slaps my hand away.

“Did I say you could fucking touch that?” he asks, and I look up toward the ceiling, working to compose myself.

“No. Sir,” I say in a clipped, exasperated tone before bringing my eyes back down to his.

“That’s right. You can’t touch it. That’syourpunishment. I’m going to fuck your face until I come down your throat, and if you can manage to keep your hands where they belong until I do, then I’ll let you fuck Leena. Understand?” he asks, and it’s a hard fucking demand to make.

Can I actually have this man’s cock down my throat without touching myself?

It’s never happened before. But here goes a test of my self control, because I know from experience how excruciating it is to be handcuffed and forced to watch Sebastian fuck the person you love with no relief.

I hear Leena’s cuffs rattle. It’s heartbreaking and makes my dick throb at the same time, knowing that she will be watching me go down on Sebastian. But she pissed the man off on purpose, knowing damn well that something like this would happen.

“Don’t move,” Sebastian states. I still,waiting.

Then, he undresses me slowly. Oh, so fucking slowly.

He takes his time with my buttons, making my breath hitch. He rips my dress shirt off my shoulders violently and my dick throbs for him. He runs his large hands over my abdominals and I find it difficult to keep my hands off him when he starts on my pants.

When he slides my pants and underwear down in one quick motion, freeing my erect cock, I tip my head back and close my eyes. I know that I’m not allowed to touch it, but I desperately need him to.

Finally, he does.

He takes my entire cock down his throat so immediately, I don’t even realize what’s happening until it hits the back of his throat. I gasp out a breath.

Then, just as quickly, he’s gone.

Now I’m the one aching with need, because having my cock down his throat, even for a second, was one of the highlights of my fucking day.

“On the couch. Now,” he says, his voice strained as he strides over to settle himself down first, facing Leena. He props a pillow behind his head, then one foot up on the couch, the other on the floor, leaving room for me. His dick is just as hard as mine is at this point and I can’t take my eyes off his body… off all those muscles and the way he’s spread himself wide open for me.

Given all the times we topped submissives together or brought home a girl from a bar together, I don’t know how I never noticed how much I fucking love this. Lovehim.But I do.

Fuck me,I do.

I almost touch my own cock again at the thought, at the sight of him, before remembering I’m not allowed. I straighten out my clenched fists, letting them rest flat on my bare thighs and try to ignore the way this man is looking at me. Ignore how Leena is literally handcuffed to the rail beside me, squirming with a need that I’m not allowed to do anything about unless I can keep my shit together over the next few minutes.

Sebastian’s eyes meet mine as he casually hits a button on the remote, then tucks his hands behind his head. Leena gasps.

“Oh fuck!” she cries out, but he ignores her, keeping his eyes on me.

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

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