Page 60 of Echo Unbound

I smirk. "Yes, ma'am. No macho holding-in. Any other orders?"

"Not yet. But I haven't gotten started yet." She snaps the rope taut, and her lips curl into a sexy smile. "Your ass is mine, Gabriel."

Sarah the dominatrix makes my cock throb again. She is the most incredible woman in the universe. Even amnesia can't keep her down.

The woman who wants to dominate me swings one leg over me to straddle my thighs. Then she tells me to sit up, so she can tie the rope behind my back and bind my wrists there, leaving enough just leeway that I won't strain myself if I can't keep from writhing while she's having her way with me. Can't wait to see what the naughty nudist has planned for me.

She slaps a hand on my chest and pushes me back down on the floor.

Next, she grabs another length of rope to tie my ankles, leaving some leeway there too, and she uses the same length of rope to bind my knees. I should probably feel anxious about this, and my pulse does speed up, but I experience only a twinge of anxiety. With my dick so hard I think I could use it as a baseball bat, I can't think about anything except what Sarah wants to do to me.

She crawls forward on her hands and knees, still straddling me. Though I notice her movements, I reserve all my attention for her body. Those tits sway when she bends over me to adjust the rope behind my back, and I want to lunge my head up to seize one nipple and suck until she cries out. The scent of her cream intoxicates me, especially because I can see it dribbling down her inner thighs.

I need to taste her, but she's in charge.

Her face now hovers above mine. She catches her bottom lip between her teeth and bites down hard, then releases it ever-so-slowly. "I love it when you get me so turned on that I beg for you to make me come. Now it's your turn. Feel free to plead with me to push you over the edge, unless that would make you feel unmanly."

"Don't give a shit about that, not when I'm with you."

"Are you sure you're ready for this?"

"Yes, baby, do it. I trust you all the way."

I could probably manage to flip us over, if I really wanted to, but I realize I need to let her do this as much as she does. Though her nipple dangles millimeters from my lips, I don't even try to latch onto it. She's earned the right to boss me around, after our bondage interlude in the stronghold.

Sarah bends her elbows to lower her head and turns it side to side to tease my lips and my cheeks with her silky hair. I pull in a sharp breath. She skims her lips over mine, barely grazing my skin while her hair tickles me again. "I'm just getting started."

"Good. Not ready for it to be over yet."

The little vixen crawls backward, licking and nibbling my flesh as she moves, catching one of my nipples between her teeth only to let it go gradually, then repeating the process with the other one. I gasp and instinctively arch my back. She licks my nipple, then blows a hot breath over it, and finally nips it hard. I hiss in a breath. She keeps inching backward. Her tits graze my chest when she ducks her head to flick her tongue into my navel, then licks a trail down to my groin.

She sits up and drags her nails down my chest from my shoulders all the way to my hips.

"Fuck, you're a wicked girl," I growl. "Not the goody two shoes I thought you were when we met."

"Never trust first impressions. I thought you were an arrogant, rude jackass."

I smirk. "But I am a jackass."

She shakes her head slowly, then leans in to whisper in my ear, "You're hung like a bull, not a donkey."

"Let me taste you, please."

She sits back on my thighs, and now her wet cleft is pressed into my cock. "Maybe I should let you make me come. You won't be coming anytime soon, though."

"This is your show."

With a wicked smile, she rocks back and forth, spreading her cream all over my erection. Then she rises to her knees and waddles up my body until her groin lies inches above my mouth. "Close enough?"

"A little lower, baby."

I groan when she lowers herself until my nose rubs against her mound and the silky hairs there, and her glistening slickness teases my lips. I lick it off and groan.

"Hurry up," she says, her voice husky. "I need to come now."

"Your wish is my command."

I thrust my tongue out to coil it around her clit, over and over, breathing harder just from hearing her moans and gasps. She rocks her hips into me, and I seize the chance to dive my tongue inside her opening, licking furiously to devour every bit of her cream that I can.

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