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“There’s more?”
I bobbed my head. Taking her hand, I lead her into the ensuite. More of the white marble graced the floors and climbed the walls. The double-sized shower with rain showerheads and a bench was the first thing to catch her attention. Then she spun around and looked at the tub. I suddenly got a flash of her in there, the water lapping at her perfect breasts, teasing her nipples as they cooled in the air.
She walked into the shower and took a seat, then turned to look at me. “This is a nice edition,” she said in a purr.
Fuck, yeah, it was. I cleared my throat. “It’s a steam shower, so you can sit and steam for a bit if that’s what you want to do. It’s good for other things, too, though.”
“Oh?” she replied playfully.
I stepped a little closer but was conscious of my limits. If I got too close, I would have her, and I wanted her first orgasm to be on the sex swing. “Yeah. It’s also a great place for me to taste that delicious cunt of yours.”
Her gaze dropped to my crotch, where I wasn’t even bothering to hide how hard my cock was. She stood up abruptly and came toward me. “What else is there to find in this bedroom suite of yours?”
With a grin, I threw her over my shoulder and walked into the sitting room area of my bedroom. With another one of those soft leather couches and an even softer rug in front of it, this was a place I wanted to use more but didn’t. I dropped her gently onto the couch, and I liked the way she looked at me. It was part pissed off, but mostly she was fucking ready for me. Dropping to my knees, I nudged her legs apart and slid my hands up her thighs, bunching her dress as I went. Then her perfectly pink cunt was exposed to me. I looked up at her face.
“You don’t have any panties,” I growled.
She shook her head and bit her lip.
Unable to stop myself, I leaned in and placed my mouth against her glistening folds, dragging my tongue through her pussy and making her shiver with pleasure. Wren’s hands found their way into my hair, holding me in place as I tongue-fucked her. With every scrape of her nails on my scalp, it felt like a shot of lust was being dumped into my veins, making me wilder and wilder. I wanted to take her so badly, but not like this. Pulling back, she whimpered a little but didn’t voice a complaint.
Taking off my suit jacket, I draped it over the arm of the chair. I unbuttoned my shirt slowly, Wren’s beautiful blue eyes tracking the movement. She licked her lips as more of my chest and torso were exposed to her. Fuck, I loved it when she looked at me like that. Quickly, I took the shirt off, then unbuckled my belt. Her chest was rising and falling with each movement of my hand, each removal of clothing. I paused at the button on my slacks, choosing not to remove them just yet.
Gesturing for her to stand, she slid from the couch, her neck and cheeks flushed with color. I stroked her cheekbone and placed a kiss on her mouth. I lifted her dress over her head and let the fabric slide through my fingers until it hit the floor. Wren’s breathing was ragged now. Standing before me, naked and so fucking turned-on, I could see her arousal slipping down the inside of her thighs, I wanted to take her rough. I wanted to make her mine, but there was something to be said for denying one’s release, and tonight, I wanted to make Wren so frenzied with need that she could never walk away from me.
I took her hand and pulled her toward the sex swing. When I’d heard she wanted to try it, I asked Andy to set one up in my bedroom. The large A-shaped frame had two anchor points at the top where the strips of padded nylon were suspended. Wren turned to look at me, lust shimmering in her gaze. Taking the larger, wide strip in my hand, I showed it to her.
“The seat,” I murmured. Then I went to the handholds. “To grip on to.” And finally, the stirrups. “For your feet.”
I waited for her to nod for her permission. When I had it, I lifted her onto the padded seat where her ass balanced. Sliding my hands down her body, brushing past her pussy then down her legs, I helped her into the stirrups.
“Comfortable?”
She nodded, biting her lip. “It feels strange, but not in a bad way. It’s like I’m floating.”
I kissed her again until she was moaning, the swing shivering with her desire as her body surged with it. I stepped backward and took off my pants and boxer briefs, then stood in front of her naked and so fucking hard my dick felt like steel. She drank me in, her eyes fixed on my dick as it bobbed.
“Sex swings can be very liberating,” I told her, stepping forward and grabbing her feet. I pulled her toward me, her pussy coming so close to my cock I could feel her heat. Easing her back into the neutral position, I stroked her cunt briefly, then went to the strap of the handholds. Pulling it, her arms rose higher into the air until they were above her head. I took a step back to look at her. Her arms were floating above her, her legs spread out in front, her cunt glistening in the middle. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to taste her again.
“Keep your hands there,” I warned as I got down on my knees. Drifting my fingers along her thighs, I kissed my way closer to her drenched opening. “Under no circumstance do you bring your arms down. If you bring them down before I’m ready, I may have to take my belt to that ass of yours. Understand?”
“Yes,” she whispered. I sensed her unease and quickly stood, placing a kiss on her mouth.
“I’m going to make this orgasm so fucking amazing for you, baby, but if you don’t want to play anymore, just sayDollhouse.”
With the reassurance that she could actually get out of there if she wanted to, Wren relaxed into the swing. Taking up my previous position, I positioned one hand on her ass and the other on her thigh, holding her sweet cunt in place. She gasped, and I looked up to find her watching me. She was going to fucking love this.
I attacked her cunt with my mouth, sliding my tongue through her folds over and over. Her champagne taste slid down my throat as I swallowed her, and my cock got even harder. Wren wriggled against me, making these cute little mewling sounds as I ate her out. Flicking my tongue over her clit, I felt her thighs tense as an orgasm was quickly approaching. I knew it wouldn’t take too long to get the first one, but it was the fifth and sixth ones I wanted before I fucked her.
I pulled back just as she was about to come, the look of displeasure on her face making me chuckle.
“Bane,” she moaned.
“Little Bird,” I crooned back, stalling to give us both time to calm the fuck down. Palming my cock, I pumped a few times to take the ache away. I may have been denying her orgasm, but I denied mine too.
“Please.”
With a growl, I grabbed her ass and dove back in. Heat and arousal flooded her, coating my mouth and chin. I sucked on her clit, nibbling it ever so slightly. When her thighs began to shake again, I pulled back. Over and over, I did this until on the sixth denial, I growled, “Let go of the fucking handholds, Wren.”
