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Then he pressed a kiss right above my mound, before moving onto the other side.
He was teasing me.
Again and again, he brushed his lips closer to my pussy, glancing only millimeters away from my throbbing clit, and I sucked in a heated breath. I could take this. I was a fucking djinn for Christ’s sake.
I could handle anything.
As Caspian’s presence enveloped me, a tide of desire surged within, its waves crashing against the shores of my restraint. It was an insatiable hunger, a yearning that intensified with every charged glance and every whispered word.
I was drawn to him like a moth to flame, only I was afraid at the end of the day that I was going to get burned. This whirlwind of desire left me teetering on the edge of surrender, eager yet cautious, drawn irresistibly to the promise of what came next.
“Caspian,” I breathed.
“Are you distracted yet?” he asked, his voice hoarse with his own need. I shifted my hips, inadvertently raising them towards his mouth before I realized what I was doing.
A small, defiant smile played on my lips. “Maybe a little,” I admitted, letting the words hang between us, charged with unspoken promises.
Caspian moved his mouth closer to my center, the heat from his body mingling with mine. “Only a little?” he teased, his breath warm against my ear.
I tilted my head, meeting his gaze with a mixture of desire and challenge. “It takes more than a little to fully capture my attention,” I shot back, my voice steady even as my heart raced.
His hand reached up, gently caressing my cheek, the touch a stark contrast to the intensity in his eyes. “Then I guess I’ll have to try harder,” he murmured, his lips hovering just inches from my clit, and I drew in a shaky breath.
The air around us seemed to crackle with electricity, each word and touch escalating the dance of our flirtation. It was a game of wills, and I was more than willing to play.
“Maybe you should,” I challenged him, and that’s when he leaned down and the tip of his tongue snaked out from between his lips. It just glanced against my clit, sending a shockwave of desire through me in an instant.
A sharp gasp escaped me, and then he centered the wet warmth of his mouth directly over my clit. Immediately, my eyes rolled back in my head.
In the charged space between us, my desire for him swelled like a storm brewing on the horizon, fierce and unrelenting. It was a hunger that spiraled deep within me, twisting and turning with every smoldering look and electric touch.
I couldn’t admit that to him. Not yet.
“How about this?” he teased, his warm breath caressing my clit, and I shifted on the bed, tightening my thighs and curling my toes.
“What about it?” I breathed, my voice breathy with my own arousal.
Without another word, he reached up between my thighs and spanked my pussy with the flats of his fingers. It was sharp enough to sting, but not hard enough to truly hurt. It was more than enough to take my breath away, though.
I squirmed beneath him, and he slapped my pussy again, three times in quick succession. The wet splat of his fingers against my slit was loud enough to set my cheeks aflame, and I whined softly under my breath at the realization that I was wet.
I wasn’t just a little wet either. I was soaked.
My fingers involuntarily tightened, clenching into fists of anticipation. The overwhelming rush of emotions sent a shiver through my body, causing my toes to curl. Heat suffused my cheeks, painting them with a telltale blush that betrayed the depth of my arousal.
I couldn’t hide. Not like this.
His eyes roved over my naked body, and then he started spanking my pussy in earnest. I cried out, the flats of his fingers painting my poor wet flesh a rosy pink and then a bright red. The sting was hot at first, but with each subtle smack, a wave of pleasure followed until I felt like I was on the very cusp of orgasm. Then he stopped.
With my pussy scalded, I couldn’t help but tighten my ab muscles and struggle against the silk tie once more.
“There now, such a pretty, wet little cunt,” he breathed, and his filthy mouth sent my desire spiraling out of control. I arched my back against the bed and shivered with need, my thighs trembling against his shoulders. He lowered his mouth in between my thighs, and then the wet warmth of his tongue circled my clit.
Oh, dear God. He is good at this. Like really fucking good.
My hips bucked and his hands wound around my hips, holding me in place as his mouth ravaged my pussy. My muscles tightened, and my skin flushed with heat. He pulled back far enough to flick my clit with the tip of his tongue, and a shudder of sheer ecstasy raced down my spine.
With just a few movements of his tongue, I felt myself hurtling towards the edge of orgasm, and with a few more, I was so close that I could taste it. My legs started to tremble, and my hands gripped the tie a bit tighter, pulling hard, yet the binds still held tight.
