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I strip away her sweatpants and panties, then affix the rope to a set of cuffs and tie her hands to the bamboo bed frame. I do the same to her ankles, positioning her so that she’s spread open for me with her knees near her head. Signs of arousal glisten between her legs like runway landing lights.
I strip off my shirt and drop onto my elbows so that my face is mere centimeters from heaven. The salt on her skin reaches my nose, and my mouth waters. My tongue drives forward and slides through her slit.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she whimpers.
Her pussy clenches around nothing as I find her clit and tease it with the tip of my tongue. I’m not trying to make her come. Not yet. Not until this position begins to wear her out.
I continue licking and sucking until she’s a quivering mess, but I always stop just before I send her over the edge. Herfrustration begins to build. She probably thinks I’ve lost my ability to dine out, but this is all part of the plan.
“Okay, it’s getting harder to breathe like this,” she says.
I smile against her mound, but I don’t stop licking, sucking, and biting.
“Ezra, I’m serious. I think it’s time to let me out of this now. Positional asphyxiation is a thing.”
The slight panic in her voice tells me that it’s time.
Without a word, I stand and go to her bag. I pull out her toy and turn to face her. “I’ll let you out of that, but you have to come first.”
“I don’t think I can,” she says, her eyes widening. “I’ll suffocate before I get off!”
I flick the switch, and the device buzzes to life. The tiny machine shakes so violently that it nearly leaps from my hand. The priest’s look of fear doesn’t seem so far off base now. I’m liable to fracture her pelvic bone with this thing.
“Is this what you regularly use?” I ask.
“Yes, now let me out of these ropes!”
Panic has her in a chokehold now. Her legs jerk against the restraints, and she snatches her wrists back and forth. She doesn’t yet realize it, but I’ve just constructed the best orgasm of her life. It’s amazing what you can learn about a woman if you just listen when she speaks.
I step forward and trace her pussy lips with the toy, holding it just close enough that she can feel the movement of air. She relaxes again as she realizes that an orgasm may not be such a bad way to go.
Full transparency: I would never allow her to perish at my hand. I’ve tied the ropes with a quick release. If I feel she’s in any danger, I’ll cut her loose.
But she doesn’t need to know that.
Using my left arm, I press against her thigh and make it a bit harder for her to breathe as the toy drifts closer to her clit. She tries to get a gulp of air, but it won’t come. Her chest doesn’t have enough room to expand.
“Fuck, I . . . really can’t . . . breathe,” she pants.
“Then you’d best come.”
I lower the toy, and the reaction is immediate. She lets out a cry as her body tenses and writhes. The ropes pull taut as she loses control and strains against the cuffs. I release the pressure on her leg, allowing her more air.
Her hands flex, opening and closing, and her toes curl until I’m certain they’ll snap right off. Her chest jerks up and down, but I keep the toy pressed against her clit, milking every ounce of pleasure from her body. She gasps in quick bursts, which is all she can manage. Standing at the brink of asphyxia only enhances her orgasm.
As she begins to come down, I silence the toy, lean over her, and unfasten the ropes. Her arms and legs flop to the bed. Her eyes stare at the ceiling as she smiles and gulps oxygen into her lungs.
“Are we feeling a little better now?” I ask.
She licks her lips and tries to answer, but no words come, so she nods.
“Good,” I say, but I’m not finished with her yet.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Kindra
I’m still seeing God when I hear the sound of Ezra’s belt buckle coming undone. Normally, I’m good to keep going after I come, but before tonight, I’ve never had someone make me come so hard that I was afraid my internal organs might shut down.
