Page 61 of Bound to Him

Catching her breath, she smiled. “Then why don't you get started?”

“Fuck.” I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue right up her pussy, holding her thighs down with my hands. “I haven’t tied you up tonight, but don’t you dare move.”

I heard her giggle. Massaging my tongue on her clit, I quickly slid two fingers into her.

“Ah!”

I let my pinky finger press against her asshole, just the way I knew she liked it, then started moving my fingers inside her, pumping them as I flattened my tongue against her pussy and stroked it. My head bobbed up and down with each hard lick, each curl of my fingers, each wiggle of my pinky finger.

“Ooh…” Her moan was a warning. “Oooh, fuck, baby!”

I lifted my head to look at her writhing body. My hand remained pumping at the same pace, only my thumb joined the mix and rested on her clit.

“You wanna move, baby?”

“God, yes!”

“Show me what you wanna do.”

She lifted her head and looked at me with raw need. “This is what I want.” Leaning on her elbow, she reached forward and put her hand on my head. I smiled, following her lead and ducking back down to her soft labia lips. When my tongue hit her clit, I felt her fingers dig into my head and hold me there. While I focused on keeping the rhythm with my fingers and tongue, she put her feet onto my shoulders. With her new leverage, she began to move her hips.

Oh Jesus, fuck me.How much hotter could this woman possibly get?

She held my head and moved herself against my mouth, slowly pushing and pulling against my fingers. I held still for her, as stable as a fucking pillar, while she fucked my hand and rubbed her clit against my tongue.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” she let out, finding her ecstasy. “God, Huxley! Yes!”

Her movements became faster and harder, blowing my fucking mind, until she exploded with pleasure, leaking her juices into the palm of my hand. I heard her moans die down and felt her limbs drop. I sat up, wiping my mouth.

“Well, fuck. Olivia. If you’d have told me you wanted a sex doll to do with as you please, I would have—”

“Oh, shut up!” She laughed and sat forward to pull me onto the bed, onto her warm body. I kissed her with a smile on my face. She pulled back and looked at me. “Now, it's your turn. You have my body to do with as you please…”

I looked down at her body, my eyes taking in every inch that wasn’t pinned underneath me. “Truth be told… I just wanna fuck you so hard right now.”

She giggled again. “Then that’s what you should do.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, lightly kissing her shoulders and moving down to her chest.

“Yes…”

“It’s probably gonna hurt…”

“Then you should probably tie me up, huh?”

I stopped kissing and looked up at her. This woman was truly my soul mate.

“Alright. But remember, you asked for it.”

My demeanor became serious, and Olivia bit her lip in excitement. I stood and fetched the belt from her bathrobe. Very conveniently for us, the headboard had narrow slits that I could slip the belt through. I tied each end to one of her wrists, leaving a bit of slack, so I could turn her body around as I pleased.

“Good?”

“Yeah.”

I looked down at her body, spread out on the bed with her hands above her head. Her skin was naturally tan, a delectable honey color. Her heavy tits lay to either side of her body, wobbling as I moved onto the bed and kneeled over her. I spent some time entertaining myself with them, licking and squeezing and jiggling. I fucking loved her tits.

Then I sat back and lifted her thighs over mine, opening her up to me. If I was going to fuck her hard, I needed her slick, so I licked my fingers and collected my own spit, then spread it over her folds, dipping my middle finger into her.

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