Page 72 of Gamble with Me
"That's a good girl," he praised breathily, his fingers brushing my folds and easily finding the magical button that made me gasp for air. "The view and accessibility are perfect."
Zefarin's lips brushed against my shoulder before he retracted his hand and the feather from me. An eerie silence settled around me, swallowing me until I caught a buzzing noise on my right side.
The mattress dipped under Zefarin's weight, suggesting he joined me, and the noise echoed next to my hip. My breathing quickened while my mind raced with possibilities about what he planned to do.
"Meet my favorite massage wand," he announced, making me squeal in surprise. The device touched my swollen pulsating clit, sending shots of intense pleasure into my body.
"Oh, fuck!" I cursed, surprised by the intensity. He moved it to my wet opening leisurely, circling it while his large hand cupped my breast.
A series of loud moans escaped me as I experienced a combination of sensations. His fingers played with my nipple as the buzzing devil worked my pussy relentlessly, and I felt my body shaking and sweating.
My orgasm was building rapidly with the stimulation of my most sensitive areas, and I completely forgot about Zefarin's presence. My ears were focused on the sound, my skin tingled, and my heart raced. My dry mouth released noises I’d never heard before, and I fiercely tugged on the restraints.
After a few torturous moments and moves of the wand, the pressure in my core became unbearable. I pressed my legs together, caging it, but before my body exploded in an earth-shattering orgasm, Zefarin pulled the toy away. I gasped for air, hissing in disapproval.
"What? Why?" I groaned, lifting my hips to meet my release. But the space around me was empty.
"I told you, hold your legs open, mon cœur," he uttered calmly, his large hand grasping my thigh. I relaxed my muscles, trying to catch my breath into my deprived lungs.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, opening my legs as much as I could. "I won't do it again," I promised desperately, wriggling my fingers to ease some tension from my body. I have never begged to be fucked. It was an utterly different feeling from what I was used to. "Please, continue."
"Sweet, beautiful Valeria," Zefarin purred. His voice was even deeper than usual, and the butterflies in my stomach woke up with the new fervor. Their tiny wings attacked the sensitive spots, creating an all-new quivering sensation to charge through me. "You'll get what you crave, but on my terms."
His hand tangled in my long hair, and he raised my head. Something wet, soft, and salty pressed against my lips, and I obediently opened my mouth, recognizing his hard cock.
My tongue worked in circles, licking and sucking the tip, but my teeth clicked with something metal, disturbing me. Inspecting the cold jewelry, I was sure he hadn't worn it before.
"Is it a piercing?" I asked between the tiny licks.
"Yes," he replied breathlessly, moaning when I took him inside again. I would give anything to see him enjoy my mouth, but I had to make do with my imagination.
"You prettied it like this for me?" I blew some air on him, listening to his heavy breathing.
“For who else, mon cœur?” he countered, his fingers brushing my cheek. "There is no one but you."
Grabbing my hair at the base of my head roughly, he tilted my face up, his rock-solid erection sliding into my mouth.
"Enough talking," he rasped, pushing deeper and making me gag. "I'm going to enjoy fucking this delicate little opening."
My mouth was filled to the brim with his length and grith. I moved my head teasingly slow but gasped when he pressed the vibrating magic wand against my pussy again. I pulled away, catching my breath, yet he pushed his cock back inside, holding my head.
"Suck it, Valeria," he ordered, the device between my legs making me crazy. The scarves around my wrists dug into my skin as I yanked them, releasing primal noises past his hard dick. I tried to hold it inside, but it became impossible when he added pressure on my pussy.
My saliva ran down my chin as he roughly fucked my mouth, and I shook violently when an orgasm took over me. My body exploded in euphoria, the pleasure overcame my senses, and his name broke free from my throat.
"Fucking beautiful," Zefarin hushed, grazing my over-sensitive pussy with his long fingers. He pushed them inside of me slowly, my inner walls trembling as he gently worked it again.
My mind was clouded with bliss, and I was submerged in a comfortable mattress when his tongue licked my pussy. I squealed at the unexpected tender attack on my insanely sensitive clit forcing my legs together.
"Easy, mon cœur," he whispered soothingly. "Let me enjoy the late dinner."
A shudder fanned over my entire body caused by his words and touches. His massive hands massaged my tits while the strokes of his tongue spread pleasure into my every cell.I arched my hips against his skillful mouth, trying to draw more from him, and he gave me everything.
He licked and sucked on my clit and hole, making me wriggle, moan and scream. I desperately wanted to be free from the scarves to press my hand against his head to get more pressure from his tongue.
My second climax was in sight. The knot in my lower abdomen tightened to the point of bursting, and the stars danced before my covered eyes. I couldn't stop moaning and whining.
Zefarin held my thighs apart as he licked the life out of me, sending me between the clouds. Waves of unbelievably consuming pleasure washed over me, leaving me breathless.
