Page 210 of Cruel Devotion

Had Lei not been here and my hands were still restrained, I bet she would have touched my pussy, tasted and teased, lapped all of the wetness away, and played with my swollen clit.

As if hearing me, she licked her lips.

Lei spoke. “Absolutely not.”

She snapped her view to my feet.

“Her pussy looks tasty and tempting, I know. But that’s all mine.” Finally Lei undressed. First, he removed that designer blue top, revealing his chiseled contours and sculpted planes.

Mmmhmm.

The fabric fell to the floor.

Soft light bathed his chest, accentuating the curves and shadows of his muscles.

Finishing up her duty, the woman on the floor, carefully positioned my legs, securing each ankle with a strap.

Once done, she stepped back with the others.

Okay. What’s next?

There I was on the wheel, wet, needy, and exposed.

Lei’s eyes roamed down my body, lingering along my pussy. His gaze on me was so intense I could feel it, touching my skin and stoking the embers of desire that surged within me.

I bit my lip. “Come here.”

A devilish grin spread across his face. “Why?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

Groaning, he placed his hands to his pants. “I can see how wet you are from here.”

“Then, come lick it away.”

The line of his jaw twitched as if he took that as a challenge.

Slowly, his hands unbuttoned those pants.

So slow, it was both tantalizing and torturous.

When he finally pulled his pants off along with those blue boxer briefs, the women released a collective gasp and I damn near exploded.

Fuck.

The pants and briefs fell to the floor.

He stepped out of them.

I gazed at those powerful thighs and then planted my view on his big, long cock as it sat on those cushioned balls and began to rise. A thick vein snaked along the length, pulsing.

My mouth watered, and my insides melted.

Right when I thought he was coming to me, he went over to the tray of toys and picked up the long blue ostrich feather.

I parted my lips.

Then, he went to the next tray and grabbed an open bottle of champagne.