His hand dipped down to her stomach. “You’re fuller here as well.”
She’d been eating properly and didn’t let a meal go to waste. Vicki wanted to be perfect for him. Taking care of herself was part of the bargain she made.
Tristan cupped her pussy. She saw his large hand covering the mound of her pussy, which she kept neatly trimmed. Shaving her pubic hair never appealed to her. Vicki had tried it once, but the irritation afterwards was too much for her. She liked to have hair.
Fingers separated her folds, and she gasped. His digits were cold to the touch. There was no getting away from him. He still stood by the side of the bed teasing her with his touches.
“You’re so beautiful and wet.” One finger slid deep inside her cunt. Vicki moaned, thrusting up to meet the penetrating finger. The finger wasn’t thick or long enough to satisfy her. She needed more. So much more.
“Watch me play with your pussy.”
Her eyes were already open. Staring down at his hand on her most private areas Vicki felt a new wave of arousal leak out of her body. She was so turned on. There was no stopping the copious amounts of cream coming from her.
He added a second finger stretching her wider. Tristan removed his hand and went to the base of the bed. She watched as he climbed up the bed settling between her thighs. He lifted her legs until she was splayed open.
“Don’t move your legs.”
“What happens if I do?” she asked.
Tristan slapped her inner thigh. The sudden sharpness left her gasping. She shouldn’t be aroused by the spank, but she was. What did that make her?
“More cream. Spanking is no punishment for you.” Tristan chuckled.
She didn’t know what to say so remained quiet. Tristan leaned in, and in the next instant she felt his tongue swipe through her pussy. Vicki pulled on the stockings binding her wrists to the bed. They wouldn’t move. Tristan only used his tongue as he licked her in single long strokes from the entrance of her pussy to her clit.
“Please,” she said, moaning.
“Please, what?” he asked, mumbling the words against her engorged flesh.
Whimpering with need Vicki tried to press her pelvis against his face. From the angle she lay there was no extra movement for her to deepen his touch.
“Fuck me with your tongue or hands, but please, I need you inside me.”
He flicked her clit with his tongue in rapid strokes. The sensation was too much. Before Vicki could stop herself she was hurtling toward orgasm. She cried out. Bound to the bed she could do nothing but accept his sweet brand of torture.
Tristan refused to use his hands on her body. He concentrated on tormenting her with the use of his tongue. Her cunt was left bare. Tristan used all of his efforts on her clit.
Opening her folds, Vicki had an unhindered view of what his tongue was doing. Her clit was swollen, and Tristan’s face was covered in her cream.
“You’ve got the tastiest cunt I’ve ever had the pleasure of licking.”
“Why are you tormenting me?” she asked. The frustration of being brought to orgasm but not having anything else was too much for Vicki. She needed more. For too long she’d been without the pleasure of Tristan’s body, and for the first time he was naked for her to see.
“I promised to lick you when I got home. I’m home, and I’m holding my promise to you.”
Vicki shook her head. “I need more.”
Tristan moved up her body slowly. Every inch of his body caressed over hers as he settled between her thighs. “You’re bound to the bed. You can’t do anything but accept my attention,” he said.
“I don’t care. I want you, Tristan, please.”
He reached down between them. The thick tip of his cock pressed to the entrance of her pussy. Tristan stared into her eyes, and in one thick thrust he embedded himself to the hilt inside her. Vicki cried out at the sudden invasion of his hard cock.
Tristan was much thicker and longer than she remembered. He touched every part inside her, stroking over her G-spot.
“You’re so fucking tight. I’m going to spend every night fucking you to get your body used to mine.” He pulled out of her only to slam back inside.
She loved the feel of him inside her. His cock pulsed, and he groaned before pulling out of her again.
“What are you doing?” she asked when Tristan made no move to plunge back inside her.
“I’m giving you a taster of what’s to come. I’m still enjoying licking your pussy.”
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Vicki growled, and Tristan couldn’t help but smile at her annoyance. She thought she was in control of their moment together. He intended to show her how wrong she was. The only person in control of their time together was him.