Splendor(118)

Ian took his time with her, seeming in no rush whatsoever, and it was both torment and exquisite pleasure for her simultaneously. He lingered over her breasts, lavishing attention on them until she was moaning loudly and moving her pelvis restlessly beneath him. His tongue laved each nipple with maddening slowness before he closed his lips around the areola and sucked hard. His hand cupped the other swollen globe, his fingers plucking at the nipple and coaxing it into an even harder peak. She could feel each lick, each tug, each squeeze of her flesh all the way down to her womb, and she wondered wildly if he could possibly make her come solely by stimulating her nipples.

By the time he finally lifted his head from her breasts, she was so fully aroused – every nerve ending in her body so highly stimulated – that it only took the tiniest flick of his thumb on her clit for her to climax wildly. She felt the satin bonds pull tight as her body bucked up in reaction, and she sobbed his name as the tremors continued to rock her from head to toe.

Ian’s big hands bracketed her hips, holding her down on the mattress as the bonds continued to strain. “Poor darling,” he crooned. “I made you wait too long, didn’t I? Let’s see if we can make it up to you somehow.”

He kissed his way down her torso, his dark head disappearing between her legs, and proceeded to wring several more orgasms from her seemingly insatiable body, using his lips, tongue and fingers to bring her over the edge more times than she could keep track of. She was so aroused that she could feel the pearly drops of her vaginal fluids trickling down the insides of her thighs and still he kept at her, until her arms and legs were quivering uncontrollably and she feared she might pass out from the pleasure.

And when his thumb began to circle her over-sensitized clit one more time, her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow as she pleaded with him weakly, “No more. Please. I can’t, Ian. It’s too much.”

He slid back up her body, kissing her softly and letting her taste the muskiness of her own juices on his lips. “All right, love,” he acquiesced. “Shall I untie you now?”

She was too wrung out to do more than nod, and he deftly unfastened each of the soft satin bonds. As the last strip was untied, she rose up on her knees and slid her arms around his neck, pulling his face down to hers for a kiss.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “My turn to return the favor tomorrow night.”

He chuckled, holding her close against his half-bared chest. “But the pleasure was mutual, love. And if you plan to tie me down you’ll need something much stronger than these scraps of fabric. I wouldn’t be able to control myself if you touched me that way. As it is, I have no idea how I’ve managed to stay in control this long.”

She slid her hand down between their bodies, her palm opening over the massive swell of his erection. The groan he made was the sexiest, most erotic sound she’d ever heard. “Then come to me, Ian. Don’t hold back any longer. “

He tore his shirt off, the rest of the buttons flying haphazardly around the room, before unbuckling his belt. Tessa ran her hands greedily over his naked chest, pressing fevered kisses to his heavily muscled chest and rock hard abs as he yanked the rest of his clothing off. In two swift movements that left her gasping, he tumbled her onto her back and thrust deep inside of her, burying himself in her soft, yielding body as far as he could possibly reach.

Tessa wrapped her arms around his neck and locked her legs around his hips, holding him as close to her as she could, and glorying in the feel of his hard, thick cock thrusting in and out of her with increasing ferocity.

“Ah, God, it’s so good,” she cried, the tears tracking down her cheeks as he continued to move in her body with long, powerful thrusts. She buried her damp face against the side of his throat, her lips caressing his skin as she tried to pull him even closer against her.

She gave a little cry of protest as he lifted his chest from hers, sweat pouring from his body as it mingled with hers. He captured both of her hands in one of his and drew them over her head, holding them in place as he continued to fuck her with ever increasing speed. The look in his eyes was smoldering and dangerous as he stared down at her, his lips parted as his breathing grew ragged.

“I want to watch you when you come,” he told her in a guttural voice. “Look at me, Tessa, don’t close your eyes. I want to see it when the pleasure takes you over, see how much I can make you feel. You have no idea what it does to me, knowing I can give you that, my love.”

She struggled to keep her eyes open as he’d bid her, half-afraid of the intensity she saw burning in his gaze. Maintaining eye contact became increasingly more difficult as he kept stroking his big cock in and out of her body, until she felt yet another orgasm approaching, and knew this one would be by far the strongest of them all.