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“Yes?”
“I’ll show you. Stay put.”
Then he lifted his leg and climbed off the bed. He rooted around in my clothes until he found my pants. I gaped as he pulled the belt out of the loops.
“Can you put your arms above your head, sir?” he asked, running the belt between his fingers.
Shit.I’d never been tied up before. I wasn’t sure I would like it, but Jamie said it was something he’d fantasized about, and I wouldn’t deny him anything.
I put my hands above my head, and he wrapped the leather around my wrists. He was hard already, and his slender cock bobbed right by my face as he worked out how to fasten the belt. The scent of his heat wave was intensifying.
Then he straddled my torso and leaned down for a kiss. I chased after his lips when he pulled away.
“I’m getting slick. I’ll need your cock soon. But first…”
He rubbed his cock against my stomach as he stretched above me. With one hand on my tied wrists, pushing them into the pillow above my head, he lowered himself until his left nipple dangled right above my face.
“Open your mouth, sir.”
Holding it between his fingers, he guided his nipple to my lips. He brushed my upper lip with it.
“Lick it.”
I lapped at the nub with the flat of my tongue, catching small drops of milk. Jamie hummed.
I couldn’t wait. As soon as he was low enough, I sucked the nipple in. The warm, supple flesh filled my mouth, reachingdeep. Jamie sounded as if he was about to protest, but then he moaned. The milk burst out after only three pulls.
He writhed on top of me, his erection drooling on my belly. He offered me his other nipple, and I drank, massaging the underside of his pec with my tongue in a way that made the milk flow faster. The sweet, flowery taste drugged me. My balls ached with need.
The thing was, I could have easily dislodged Jamie and wriggled my hands out of the haphazardly fastened belt. But why would I?
When Jamie rose above me, his enlarged wet nipples dripped milk. The letdown got stronger during a heat wave.
He reached back and palmed my dick, then slowly sat on it. His flesh enveloped my cock, slick and satiny, his body like a warm oven. I bucked on instinct, and Jamie cried out.
“Patience, Mr. Hartley,” he scolded me. “You’re not very obedient, are you?”
My chuckle came out strained. “Not my strong suit, no.”
God, I adored his crooked smile. And when he smiled like that with my cock in his heated body? I almost blurted it out right then.
Jamie, I love you.
“I’ve always said you’d be a terrible assistant,” he said. “Now, be good, and I’ll let you come up my womb.”
Then he rose and sank down and rose again. Leaning back, he braced his hands on my thighs and rolled his hips. He moved sinuously, maddeningly slowly, and drops of milk trickled from his nipples. Like strings of pearls, reaching all the way to his belly button and below.
Jamie’s abdomen seemed to protrude slightly as he took me into his body.
“Fuck, Jamie…”
“I know. My belly’s bulging with your dick.” He ran one hand down his torso, smearing the milk over his belly. “Feels so fucking good. I’m going to ride you until you breed me. Until you shoot your load straight into my womb. And then I’m going to fuck myself some more…”
What if he had tied me up properly, both my arms and legs? He could have gagged me too. I wanted to be helpless so he could use me for his pleasure.
The leather strained around my wrists as I pushed my hands into the pillow until my joints ached. No, I’d never harbored any submissive desires, not even a little, but making myself vulnerable with Jamie felt easy and right, like a simple gift I could offer him to make him happy.
Smiling blissfully, he moved up and down faster, his wet ass smacking against my skin. We both lost ourselves for a while. The milk streamed down his torso in rivulets, and he looked like a dream. A divine creature who’d come to take me to paradise.
