Chapter 28 #3
"What? What does that even mean?" I murmur back, confused.
"I can tell you’re thinking. What is it?" he asks, his leg slung over mine, our hips now pressed together. "Maybe I can distract you." His lips brush against mine in the gentlest of kisses.
"I was thinking how I could stay here all day with you, naked in my bed," I laugh, his hands starting to roam down my back toward my ass cheeks. He seems to go for those a lot. Clearly an ass man. He’s lucky I have a fair bit of junk there.
"After last night, I could definitely stay here all day, only take the kid gloves off this time.
" His voice is low now, filled with desire.
His eyes are awake but dark in the morning light, and his stubble is darker along his jaw.
Holy crap. He looks like some sexy lumberjack snack from the novels, especially all dishevelled and stubbled. The ache at my core grows.
"Kid gloves, eh?" Oh, it’s on. I’m wide awake now and ready to play.
Feeling the full length of his body against mine, my legs intertwine with his. I smooth his hair back and away from
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his face, gripping it hard, pulling his head back as I kiss down his neck, his throat bobbing as he swallows hard. My lips brush over the pulse point, feeling it beat harder.
"That’s my man. I can feel you getting hard again. Are you wanting more? Wanting to be fucked again? Tell me, do you want it rougher?" I pull his hair harder, making him wince, his breathing now harsh pants.
"Yeah, baby, I do."
"Manners!" I snap and pull again.
"Yes, please!" His voice is all but a whimper.
I roll on top of him and reach into my bedside table, pulling out a blindfold and a vibrating bullet.
"Hands above your head and eyes closed. Now, please.
" He places his hands up, and I secure them with the belt to my headboard. I pull the blindfold over his eyes, making sure it’s secure and not too tight.
His length looks so pretty standing to attention; I want him inside of me again, but first I want him twitching, begging for my touch.
I lean forward, my lips pressing firmly to his mouth, my tongue parting his lips in a long, slow kiss. His head lifts as I pull away, trying to chase the kiss.
Slowly, I lower my body down his, kissing, licking, and sucking at various points; over his collarbone and ribs, making him squirm and gasp. I continue over his stomach, feeling the muscles beneath clench with each kiss. I make
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my way down to my favourite part; his lower abdomen, that Adonis belt that directs me to the fun zone.
I can’t explain what it is about that area, but trailing light kisses and mixing them with gentle bites that make his hips buck from the bed does everything for me. It’s hypnotising being so close to his cock but not quite there.
Taking the small vibrator, I turn it on. James bites his lower lip before they part with a gasp as I run it slowly up his thigh and over his balls. I circle his balls with the vibrating toy, watching as they tighten, and his cock twitches for me.
"You are such a beautiful man, James. Such a good fuck toy. I like playing with you." He lets out a low moan as I trail it down his other thigh and make my way back up. "Tell me, do you want me to touch your cock? Make you come again?"
"Yes… Please," he whispers. Pre-cum now glistens at the tip of his head.
Bringing the vibrator back to his balls, I work it around them again, dropping it below on to his perineum.
His head tilts back. "Oh, that’s good. Please, don’t stop," he moans. His cock now throbs and dances for me. I sit up on the heels of my feet, watching his face and his body as I work it just near to his hole and up to his balls, knowing this is a sensitive spot. Clearly, he enjoys it. His
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muscles across his abdomen simultaneously clench and relax, his breathing erratic and quicker now.
I trace the veins of his cock with the tip of the bullet and study his reaction. I like this kind of play when I want to edge someone. Can he take it or call time out and beg? I hope for the latter. Nothing quite like a sub begging for pleasure.
A low, deep groan rumbles from his chest, his hips trying to increase the pressure against the bullet. “Iz, please, I need more.”
“In what way, darling?” I ask sweetly.
He lets out an exasperated groan and says, “You. I need you, please, Iz.”
“But you have me already. I’m pleasuring you right now. What more could you ever want?” I keep my tone innocent.
“Iz, you know what I mean,” he grits out, seemingly forgetting who the boss is here.
It’s time to teach him some manners. He needs to remember who he’s talking to.
I crawl up his body, letting my breasts brush along his chest. My hand grips his face, my fingertips digging into his cheeks.
"I want doesn’t fucking get. Remember who the fuck you’re talking to.”
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He stills and goes silent. It’s make or break time, and my stomach lurches.
“I’m sorry, Isabelle. You’re all I want. Please, give me more.”
That’s more like it. He’s showing promise. I turn around on him so I’m facing down his body.
“Eat my pussy, James, and make me come. Then I’ll decide if you get more.”
There’s one thing I know wholeheartedly at this point— this man knows what to do with his mouth.
I lower myself to his face, my hands on his hips to support myself, giving me a full view of that pretty dick dancing and twitching, begging to be touched.
The thought of it throbbing there, desperate for release that only I will allow, makes my body light up.
His skilful tongue glides along me, his teeth grazing my clit as he sucks it into his mouth, bringing me to a hard, sharp orgasm that tears through me and makes me shake.
I almost feel bad for what I’m about to do. Almost.