Page 150 of Captivated By Danger

“I did.”

“What did you think?”

“How I wished to be between your legs trying to swallow your pussy.”

I shifted in my seat.

“You really love eating my pussy?”

“Yes. You can’t tell. I be trying to get you to suffocate me with them thick ass thighs. Scary ass.”

I gasped. “You have an asphyxiation kink too?”

“No. I just like to feel you close them around my head; that’s all ,Grey.”

Grabbing my hand, he helped me to my feet and then led me down the side of the yacht, down a set of stairs, and then into a mini living room. I smelled whatever Kels was cooking and it smelled good. I followed him into the bedroom, and it was beautiful. It looked brand-new, like no one had ever slept there. He walked across the room and pulled the curtains apart and there was a panoramic view of water.

“Wow. That is gorgeous.”

“The view is what sold me. Come here.”

I walked over and stood in front of him. He leaned down and caught my lips in between. I was wearing some tinted lip gloss and most of it was already gone. He wrapped one of his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He released my lips and stuck his tongue in my mouth. Gripping my neck, he deepened the kiss. He was definitely trying to choke me. I had to pull back from him to catch my breath for a second.

“What do you have on here?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… from your deviant collection.”

He chuckled. “Why you ask?”

“Clamps?”

His eyes widened. “Yes.”

“I want to. I’m ready.”

“You sure?”

Biting the corner of my lip, I nodded my head. Leaving me standing at the window, he went over to the drawer and pulled the top one open.

“Shit.If I had to make you my girlfriend to get these clamps on you, I would have been done it,”he mocked me, making me laugh.

When he retrieved the items from the drawer, he came and set them on the table before sitting in the chair and rolling to me. Slowly, he pulled the top of my dress down, freeing my breasts. I blushed when he shook his head while licking his lips. Pushing my dress down until it pooled at my feet. He hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down too. I was embarrassed at the sticky string of wetness that followed. Diesel pulled me closer and kissed my navel before circling it. He lifted my leg and put it on the arm of the chair.

“You being this wet is a fucking gift. Shit. Keep your eyes on me, baby.”

Snaking his tongue out, he flicked at my bud, making me inhale sharply. With one hand gripping my ass, he pulled me closer to him, so he could dart more of his tongue in between my legs.

“Oh, baby, that feels so good.”

I thrusted my hips slightly.

“Shit,” I sighed.

He started moving his tongue from side to side slowly. I gripped the back of his head as my stomach quivered.

“Oh, Sir, I’m going to cum.”

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