“This isn’t fun.”
“Yes, it is.” He winks as he reaches down and fists himself. “I learned this trick from you.”
No. No, no, no.I struggle against the binds again.
“Hey,” he says, his voice stern.
I stop, panting.
“If you keep moving or look anywhere but at me, I will ensure you don’t come for the rest of the night. Understood?”
I lie still. My body’s rioting—screaming—desperate for him to stop this madness and satiate me. But as he slides his hand up and down his shaft slowly, from root all the way to the swollen tip, I forget about the chaos inside me. Instead, I watch the hottest man I’ve ever seen jack himself off to me.
“Do you wish you were sucking me right now?” he asks, narrowing his eyes.
“Yes.”
“Do you wish you could reach out and touch me? That you could feel how turned on I am by you?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“Spread your legs and let me see your pussy.”
I do as instructed, spreading my knees as wide as I can. He moves so that he’s lined up with a direct shot of my body. The muscles in his forearms cord as he picks up speed, sliding down to the base to the tip repeatedly.
My clit burns as I watch him grow closer to his orgasm.
“Okay,” I say, barely able to speak through the tightness in my throat. “Point made.”
His jaw flexes, and the vein in his temple throbs as he jerks himself harder.
“Gannon, enough.”
He comes around the side of the bed, biting down on his bottom lip. He grazes my body with his eyes. They sweep over my stomach, across my hardened nipples, and to my mouth.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groans, a bead of sweat glistening on his forehead.
His attention lands on my pussy again as his balls tighten.
I writhe in place, my mouth watering as the tension in the room builds. His breaths are rapid. His hand squeezes tighter around his cock.
He’s going to come.
“You sonofabitch! Don’t you come!”
My breasts grow heavy, and my nipples bead so hard it hurts.
Gannon’s lips part as he stands against the side of the bed. If my hands were free, I could touch him. He towers over me, his beautiful naked body shaking before a rope of cum shoots from the tip of his cock and lands across my belly.
He grunts, tugging on his shaft as lines of jizz splatter my skin.
I watch in awe as he pleasures himself in response to my body.My body. Me. I haven’t even touched him, yet this sexy, mercurial man just cameonme.
Holy. Mother. Fuck.
A final wave of his orgasm rocks through him and he shivers, dropping his cock and sighing.
I sag against the mattress, dragging in labored breaths as if I, too, had just climaxed.