Page 79 of Targeted By Desire

She shoved my pants down and slipped my dick out through the slit of my boxers. Grasping it tight, she tilted the tip against her pussy.

I sank my teeth into her lips at the warm moisture that leaked onto my skin.

Simone giggled as she broke our kisses. She lay her one palm on my chest, just below my throat, while the other rubbed the tip of my dick back and forth across the length of her pussy, coating it with her essence.

My dick throbbed from the teasing, the ache growing stronger with every swipe. I needed to be inside her tight ass halls, banging against her pelvis wall. “You got a condom, baby?” I asked.

Nodding, she reached into the pocket of her robe and pulled out a shiny square wrapped.

“Good. Slip it on there for me.”

Her grip tightened around my dick. “Already?” She asked with a tilt of her head. “I didn’t even get to the good part.”

I raised a brow, curious about what she meant.

Smirking, Simone lowered herself down my torso and between my legs. Lowering her head, she lay her tongue out and ran around the tip of my dick.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

Simone’s smile grew as her head dipped again. She kept her eyes on me as dragged her tongue from the base all the way to the tip.

I bit my lip at the lustful gleam in her eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing, teasing me like this while my hands were bound. Had they been free, she would’ve been face down and screaming by now.

Simone wrapped one hand around the base as her lips curled around the tip, taking me into her mouth. Her tongue slid in slow circles around it, easing precum out from the slit. She licked the beads off with slow, deliberate laps.

I wriggled in her grasp, restraining from bucking my hips and shoving my dick down her pretty little throat. “Alright, mamas. You’ve made your point. Get back up here.”

She slid her lips off with a soft pop. “No,” she replied. Then, she opened her mouth again and slid down, taking almost all of me into her mouth.

“Shit,” I moaned, my head falling back. My eyes fluttered shut as she started sucking, her mouth almost as warm and tight as her pussy.

She bobbed up and down, slow enough to keep me on the edge but steady enough to keep momentum.

My hands wiggled in the cuffs, desperate to break free and grab handfuls of her braids. I wanted to feel her neck, push her down harder, shove my dick so far down her throat she’d choke on it.

“Simone,” I said, a whine more than a moan. Only this woman could bring me down to this level. She could have me on my knees if she really wanted to.

“Hm.” Her voice was muffled since her mouth was still full.

“Stop playing and ride this dick.”

She popped off my dick with a grin. “Say please.”

“Simone, I’m not fucking playing with- oh shit!” I lost my train of thought as her lips wrapped around my dick again.

She did one long, quick dive, swallowing me whole, before coming up slow, her tongue tracing over my veined member as she went. “Let’s try that again,” she said once she released me. She scooted farther up, straddling my waist. She wrapped a hand around my jaw and dug her fingers into my cheeks. “Say it.”

The novel sultriness of her voice made my dick twitch. But I didn’t want to give her what she wanted so quickly. That was no fun.

I stared at her, taking my bottom lip between my teeth to keep any smart comments from leaving my mouth.

“Fine,” she said. Her other hand slithered down her robe towards her thigh. “Guess I’ll have to please myself.”

I followed her hand as it disappeared between the white fabric.

Simone let out a soft moan from her own touch. Her lashes fluttered, and her lips parted as her wrist rolled in slow circles.

Seeing her pleasure herself was sexy as hell, but I didn’t want to just watch. I needed to feel her - be inside of her.