Chapter 13 Mickey #2
“Dammit, firecracker, that feels too fucking good,” I say, tugging at the restraints because I‘m ready to break the fuck free. I don’t know what the hell kind of knot Viv made, but all the pulling I’m doing just seems to make it tighter.
Fuck. It’s frustrating as hell, but also kinda hot.
I like the idea of being at her mercy way more than I should.
“You doing okay there?” Viv asks, her lips swollen and pink from sucking my dick.
I know that she’d release me if I asked her to.
I know she doesn’t need me to be tied up so that she can have her way with me.
I know I could put a stop to all of this in about two seconds, but where’s the fun in that?
“I’m too good,” I answer. “And I’ll be even better when you put your mouth back on me.”
“That was just the warm-up,” she says, licking her fingers before sucking them into her mouth to get them wet.
Holy fuckballs.
She’s got my full-fucking-attention as she trails those wet fingers down my torso and in between my legs. Her mouth finds my cock again, but I don’t feel her cup my balls. Instead, that warm, wet finger traces the outline of my ass crack.
She lavishes attention on my cock while she looks at me through thick dark lashes.
She doesn’t say a word, but she doesn’t have to.
The question is in her touch. She wants to know if she can explore.
She wants to know if she can keep going.
She wants to know if I want to feel her finger teasing my puckered hole.
Most guys would shut down right down. Blow the whistle and call the whole thing off.
But I’m not most guys.
I’m curious as hell.
And I’m down for anything, so I do my damnedest to relax. “Fuck, yes,” I tell her as she teases me again. “Do it, firecracker. Fucking touch me. Get that finger nice and wet and see what it does to me.”
“Are you sure?” she asks, halting all her movements.
“So damn sure,” I say, willing my body to chill the hell down. Her movements are languid and sexy. She knows exactly what she wants and how to get it.
And what she wants is me.
And what I want is the very real thing happening between us.
I trust her completely, so I close my eyes and let myself feel.
There’s pressure, but it’s not bad. Viv takes her damn time teasing me, her finger moving in slow, deliberate circles.
It’s good—so good—but it’s not nearly enough.
I scoot my ass down the mattress an inch or two, chasing her touch.
But Viv’s a step ahead of me, as usual. She stretches her body across mine and presses my lips to hers.
I’m so damn hungry for her that I get lost in our kiss.
It’s wet and demanding, needy and urgent.
There’s no finesse here. No skill. No moves.
Just two people who can’t get e-fucking-nough of each other.
Our tongues are tangling when I feel her finger brush against my hole.
It feels so good, but I’m dying for more.
Proving she knows exactly what I want and need, and how to give it to me, Viv slips the tip of her finger past the tight ring of nerves.
Holy hell.
I swear to fuck, I see stars, and Viv’s just getting started.
She kisses me again, still playing with my ass, and I give myself over to it.
I’m just a giant mass of nerve endings that happen to be on fucking fire, and all I can do is react and respond.
I’m kissing and sucking her lips, her jaw, her neck.
My body is cradling hers, but with my hands tied up, I’m at her mercy. And it’s a great fucking place to be.
Viv presses her lips to mine one last time before shimmying her body back down so she can kneel between my legs once more.
She takes her sweet damn time getting settled in.
Her finger is still toying with the sensitive flesh of my ass, delving just a little deeper.
The pressure is so damn good that the words coming from my mouth are really just noise.
When she wraps her mouth around the head of my cock, I really can’t think straight.
The dual sensation is overwhelming but it fucking works for me.
It’s like my brain needs to be overstimulated so it can function right, and this is doing the goddamn trick.
Viv’s working my cock and my hole in perfect rhythm and I’m watching her cheeks hollow as she sucks me down. It’s too much. Too good. Too perfect.
“Fuck,” the word leaves my lips in a roar as I pump up into her warm, wet mouth.”You’re gonna make me come,” I tell her.
Viv grips my shaft as she slides her lips up my length. She releases me and smiles. “I sure as hell hope so, Mickey. That’s the whole point.”
Without waiting another second, she dives back down onto my dick at the same time she begins to move her finger in tight little circles.
My vision blurs at the flood of sensation, and I can’t hold back.
My hips jackknife off the mattress with the force of my release, but Viv holds on tight and goes along for the ride.
I’ve never come this hard in my life. My whole body is electrified as the release works its way through me.
When Viv reaches up to untie my hands, I wrap them around her arms and drag her body up until our lips are touching again.
My kiss is not gentle. It’s full of al the passion, the heat, the fucking need she’s unleashed in me.
She pulls back just for a second and smoothes her lips over my hands and wrists. They’re not sore, but her attention is too good to pass up.
Viv McDonald is entirely in charge of my pleasure, and if I have my way, that will never fucking change.