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Mia’s cries and pants started easy and light, but soon escalated into something more. Watching her sex clutch and relax and her hips rock to accommodate the invasion was a sight unlike any he’d seen. It was all he could do to keep his hands on Mia. If he so much as grabbed his own cock he’dspill.

As if him thinking of doing was enough, Mia came. She came hard. Hard enough her knees weakened and she collapsed on the table dislodging the phallus and creating a large wet spot underher.

Devin dropped that one to the side and moved around to Mia’s head. She was still blindfolded, though he knew she was listening, trying to determine what it was he was doing. When he presented his cock at her mouth, she inhaled deeply before opening for him. Her hands came around to clutch his thighs and urge him forward into hermouth.

Mia took his cock as deeply as she could and wrapped her fist tight around the rest. Devin thrust gently and slowly at first, allowing her time to find the pace, then increased it. Mia never faltered, sweeping of her tongue over his length with long hard sucks. Devin reached out and threaded his fingers through her hair at the temple. Closing his eyes, he gave in and let the sensation wash over him. The pull in his balls became nearly unbearable, tightening so he felt it up in his gut. The sounds Mia made while she swallowed him drove him over the edge and with a cry the pleasure ripped through him, pulling him with it like a rip tide. He gained little relief as his wife never gave up her hold on him, his seed spurting into the back of her throat. A shudder rippled down his spine and his knees buckled a bit. Mia continued to suck at hisshaft.

“Mia,” Devin gasped out, flexing his hips back until she released him. He placed a kiss on her head before untangling his fingers from her soft dark strands. He straightened, then bent as his head spun. He needed a few more gasping breaths before he could do what he made sure to do every time, without fail. “Ah Mia, how perfect you are.” He saw her smile then saw the smile turn into something else, something more than just pleasure at being praised. Something he couldn’t read, but was always satisfied to see on her face. “Ah, no,” he chided when her hand went to the blindfold. “Leave it, we’re notdone.”

“We’re not, but you… ow,” she cried out when his hand slapped down on her ass. “Ow. Devin?” She reached back to rub thespot.

“No, Mia,” he said pulling her hand away as he again moved behind her. “We’re certainly not done.” He started on the row of tiny buttons on the back of her dress. He’d need some time but before the night was done he’d take her again. And he’d need the time to prepare her for how it would bedone.

Chapter 16

Mia rubbedher hand across Devin’s chest, the splattering of rough hairs tickling her palm. Beneath her ear she could hear the steady beating of his heart. It pounded in time with her aching body. But what a deliciously sweet ache it was. Drawing in a deep breath, she focused on remembering every moment, everytouch.

The first waves of ecstasy Devin created barely abated when he’d undone her gown and set her up on her knees. As sturdy as she knew the table to be it kept her nerves on edge being on it but not able to see. It never moved but she stayed alert like when on deck in roughseas.

Devin’s scent and the sound of his breathing gave her an idea of how close he was but until he touched her, and each touch came as a surprise no matter the intent of it, she didn’t know for sure exactly where he was. He set his hands on her shoulders and pushed the gown down until it fell away from her breasts and hooked on her elbows. But then he stopped touching her and Mia tried to locate him. Before she could, his fingers clamped down on the stiff nipple of her left tit through the fabric of her shift. She’d cried out both in surprise and with pain. He’d never quite pinched her that hard before. Even so, it wasn’t enough to displace the thrill which rippled through and made her already pleasured channel pulseagain.

Devin held on until Mia started to feel more pain than pleasure, the flesh started to tingle and she moan and shifted. He let go at the very moment she’d thought to protest causing blood to rush back in. Again, the pain rushed up, but not enough to flood out the delight it caused. Then his touch was gone again. Again, it was nearly a moment too long before it returned. This time to push her shift away. She barely recovered from the cool chill over her bare skin when his mouth came down on her rightbreast.

Mia gasped and sucked in a breath as his mouth claimed the flesh. His teeth scraped down until they hovered just at the tip and Mia prepared to feel something direct. Rather, his tongue slipped out and circled the hard peak gently. It wasn’t quite what she wanted and she raised her hands intending to pull his head down and encourage him to either bite or suckharder.

As soon and her hands came up he was gone. “No, Mia,” he whispered. “Hands down. And keep themdown.”

“But—” she made to protest only to have him reach around and grab her seat. Even through the dress his grip was strong enough to cause pain and Mia yelped and archedforward.

“Keep your hands down.” The warning was expressed and Mia set her hands in her lap and waited for what came next. She might have thought an hour passed before she again felt his hot breath and knew his mouth hovered just a hair’s width from her. She felt the pull in her breasts as she waited then a sharp pain when he bit down. She arched into it then away but Devin held and the sensation again went right to her sex. When she made the mistake of lifting her hands from her lap, Devin shifted and reaching past her, grabbed a handful of her ass in each of his. He squeezed and the combination of what he was doing at her breast and what he was doing to her ass sent her over theedge.

She was gasping when he yanked her hair and put his mouth to her ear. “Do as you’re told, Mia,” he said then nipped her lobe. That was rather contradictory, seeing as disobeying obtained her a climax. She heard his chuckle, felt him move away. “I won’t let you come next time,Mia.”

She gasped. How in Neptune’s name did heknow?

“You are easier to read than the stars, Mia mine,” he told her and again movedaway.

This time the boards creaking under his weight gave away his position and Mia felt her heart leap knowing he was at least several steps away. “Devin?”

“Hush,” he said again right next to her ear and she flinched. “Noharm.”

“No harm,” Mia repeated, both confirming his words and reassuring herself. His breath puffed out over her cheek and she felt his lips brush by. “Devin?” Help her if he didn’t kiss her and soon. His lips covered hers almost as soon as the thought passed through her head. He tasted so good. Enough of the rum from dinner remained to mix so perfectly with the not quite salty taste of his seed that rested on hertongue.

His hand settled on her foot then worked up, under the piles of linen, along her leg, turning so his fingers caressed her inner thigh. Then up further so she could anticipate having them fill her again. Only to have him dodge away at the last second and curve over her ass. Mia shifted but couldn’t make him put his fingers where she wanted. Perhaps he needed more encouragement from her. Forgetting his warning, Mia lifted her hand and reached where she thought his prick might be. Before she realized the mistake, he’d pulled away. The hand under her dress moved so his arm was wrapped around her waist and she was lifted from the table, draped in half. Her skirts fell over her head and his palm slapped down hard on her tenderbackside.

Mia yelped, but Devin’s hand landed again, then once more. “I said hands down,Mia.”

“Ow,” she complained as she was set on her feet and helped upright. The whole episode was rather anticlimactic. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt in either a good or bad way, and she rather suspected Devin intend it to be someasured.

She felt him step away and heard him ‘tsk’ at her. “Next time, Mia, I’ll bring some rope, then you’ll not have to worry about keeping your hands as Ilike.”

His words did so many things to her. Frightened, thrilled, intrigued. How might he use rope? How might it feel to have her hands tied so she couldn’t use them at all? Was she wicked for wanting to find out? She heard his chuckle, felt his hands take hold of her dress and with a tug he sent it pooling at herfeet.

“Yes, next time some rope,” he said and Mia felt her pussy contract. “So pretty,” he said and taking her hand helped her step over the dress so she stood naked before him. “This way,Mia.”

She followed his voice, certain he was directing her towards the bed. Even with her eyes covered, she had a good sense of direction. She knew she was right when her knees gently hit the frame. He took her by the shoulders and turned her before forcing her to sit, then layback.

Mia inhaled deeply as his hands stroked her flesh from shoulder to hip. She didn’t resist when he gripped her thighs and pulled them open. Knowing he was looking at that part of her sent a ripple of pleasure throughher.

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