Chapter 26 #3
I’ll take that as a hint that she feels up to sex right now. I know I certainly want to bury myself inside her and forget about everything for a while.
“Strip, chiquita.”
I lead Liesel over to the bed before I turn to where our suitcases sit.
We left them at the safe house, so I don’t know who brought them here.
Frankly, I don’t care. I’m quick to open mine and withdraw five ties.
As I examine the frame further, I realize it’s truly European.
While king-size beds exist, they’re not as common as full-size or queen.
“Stretch out your arms and your legs as wide as they’ll go, little one.”
Fortunately, since Liesel is so tall, it makes it easy for me to bind her wrists and ankles to the bed frame’s side railings.
It’s a bit of a stretch for my ties, but I’m able to do it using the wider end to wrap around her wrists and ankles to protect them, while the skinny part of the tie easily wraps around the metal bars along the side edges. I use the fifth tie as a blindfold.
I’d wished the last time we experimented with BDSM elements that I had a feather to tickle her with while I edged her.
I recall what I have in my Doff kit. I have sensitive skin, so regular shaving cream doesn’t work well for me.
I actually use an old-fashioned shaving powder that I mix with water and use a brush to apply.
I go back to my suitcase and pull out my shaving kit to find that brush.
I know she wonders what I’m doing now since she can’t see me.
I stand away from the bed, enjoying what’s in front of me.
I have a glorious view of her wet pussy.
The longer I stand watching her, the more it glistens as her excitement builds.
Her nipples stand at attention. The air is just cool enough to harden them without it being cold. Her tits are magnificent. They’re just the right size for me. A little bit more than a handful each, but plenty for me to play with. I feel like a kid in a candy store.
I can’t wait to get started. I head over to the bedside and put the shaving brush on the table. I kiss her left cheek and down along her neck, over her collarbone and shoulder, along her bicep, to her forearm, to her wrist. I travel my way back up her body, repeating those motions.
Then I kiss the valley between her tits, and I smatter kisses around the circumference of her areola.
Then I’m licking it. I flick her nipple as I suck.
I go back to kissing her breast. I lean farther over the bed, using my height to my advantage as I repeat the same attention to her other nipple.
I press her tits together, and titty fucking her is such a temptation right now, but I want to edge her instead.
I kiss down over her belly, moving farther to the left to kiss her ribs.
When I come even with her belly button, I press smacking kisses on the silky skin surrounding it until I reach it.
I swirl my tongue, dipping inside, then flicking it.
I move back along the satiny surface, making a diagonal line from her navel to her hip.
I graze my teeth along the soft flesh, and now I leave love bites along that path.
I move diagonally again, except now I’m headed toward her smooth mound.
I keep leaving marks with my teeth and suction from my lips.
When she removes the blindfold, she’ll see I’ve marked her.
It’s territorial and possessive as fuck, and she moans with each one.
She tries to lift her hips to offer her cunt to me, but she’s tied too tightly for her to do much since she can’t use her feet to leverage herself.
When I get to her pussy, I kiss around her outside nether lips. I even press a kiss to her clit. Then I draw my tongue along the groove where her leg meets her hip. After that, it’s kisses along the inside of her thigh. I leave more love bites as I go.
My tongue flicks the back of her knee before I press a kiss to her kneecap. I kiss along the inside of her calf then nibble at the outside of her ankle. It’s a quick kiss on the top of her foot and then flicking my tongue across her instep.
I watch goosebumps rise on her flesh as I edge her.
I work my way back up to her pussy where I finally pay proper attention to her clit.
I suck on it as my tongue licks her over and over.
I abandon the sensitive bundle of nerves to lave her opening.
I dip my tongue inside and purposely slurp her cream. The sound causes her to tremble.
On the quietest whisper, I hear her name for me. Daddy. She repeats it in a soft chant, begging for me to move things along, but I’m not ready to stop edging her yet.
I grab the shaving cream brush and move around to the other side of the bed.
I’d hate to ignore one half of her. With the lightest touch I can manage, I trail the brush along her body following the same route I did with my kisses on her left side.
Her brow furrows as she tries to figure out what causes the fluttering sensation over her skin as I move the brush in small circles.
My touch is as gentle as I can be, the soft bristles barely feathering her skin. Her trembles increase. As I move down her ribs, I discover just how ticklish she is as she attempts to shy away, even if only for a moment.
The brush makes her entire body jerk when I graze her clit with it.
Her legs shake as I move from her inner thigh all the way down to her instep.
I bring the brush back up the inside of her leg and run it along that crease between her leg and hip as I once again lean over her.
If I weren’t such a tall man, it would be impossible for me to reach her cunt without climbing onto the bed.
“Jorge, please. I need you.”
“You have me, chiquita.”
“You know what I mean. I need to feel you.”
“Your wish is my command.”
I untie her right hand before I straighten and guide it to wrap around my cock.
I show her how I want to be stroked. Once she knows that’s what I desire, I release her hand.
She continues on, her blindfolded face turned toward me.
I know she can’t see what she’s doing, but her tongue swipes over her lips in a clear invitation for me to mount the bed and straddle her face.
She opens her mouth wide, her tongue pressed flat, but I make her release me.
Tempting as that is, I’m not looking for her to pleasure me. At least not yet. I want her to continue being the sole focus of my attention. I pull away, and she moans in frustration.
“Please, Jorge. I need you. I don’t know that I can wait much longer.”
My soft chuckle makes her hands fist. I finally crawl onto the bed from the foot of it. I slide my hands under her thighs and bring them up to the outside of her hips. Lying flat on my belly, I worship her cunt, licking, nibbling, sucking until she’s begging in English and in German.
“Daddy, ich brauche dich. Ich kann nicht stand it. My cunt aches damit du mich erfüllst.” Daddy, I need it. I can’t stand it. My cunt aches for you to fill me.
As I drive her closer to an orgasm by playing with her cunt, she switches to what I suppose would be Germlish, German-English.
Or is it Engman, English-German? Whatever it’s called, she’s switching between languages mid-sentence.
I relish driving her wild like this. When I move up her body, I release her other wrist but keep her legs still tied to the bed.
“Put your hands above your head, little one, and don’t move them. If you do, I’ll bind them together.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She does as she’s told, crossing her wrists and grabbing hold of the pillow.
I thrust into her hard, then I don’t move.
My body screams at me. Edging her is edging me too.
She might not have touched me other than to stroke me a few times, but I didn’t fist myself while I lavished her with my kisses.
The need to move now that I’m inside her practically overwhelms me, but I love feeling her squirm beneath me as she tries to gain friction against her clit or encourage me to move.
When she whimpers with frustration, I draw back, then thrust hard.
As much as my dick’s telling me to jackhammer her cunt, I ignore that need.
Instead, I move slowly as I withdraw, then thrust forward. Between each, I hold my body still as I rest my weight on my outstretched arms. I love looking down and seeing my cock glisten each time I pull back, then watching her abs contract with each of my thrusts.
“Please, Jorge, let me come. Ich bin so nah und doch zu weit weg. Please.” I’m so close, yet too far away.
I lower myself onto my forearms near her head and whisper in her right ear. “I love the sound of your voice as you beg.”
She continues in her blend of German and English. Fortunately, I speak both.
“I need you to fill me, Jorge. Let me feel your cock pounding into me. Every time you pull back so gradually, I feel so empty when you get to the tip. My cunt is burning for you. It’s excruciating. Please, Daddy. Please let me come.”
I hear that note of genuine frustration, and I don’t want to ruin this by making her unsatisfied.
I grind my pubic bone against hers and flex my hips, not pulling out far, but just giving myself enough room to press forward and rub her clit with each slide in.
She’s so wet that there’s not much friction anymore, but I still love the feeling. I move inside her so easily now.
“Your cunt belongs to me, little one. It feels like home. Somewhere I long to be and never want to leave.”
“Oh, Daddy, yes, yes. I want to be that. I want you to stay inside of me. It feels like bliss being connected to you, like it’s where I’m always meant to be.”
With two more thrusts, her head tilts back.
“Please, Daddy, may I come?” She blurts her request in English rather than begs.
“Yes, baby girl, let me feel you squeeze my cock.”