Page 72 of And So, We Dance


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“You have way too many clothes on,” she said, reaching for my tie.

While she tugged on it, I relieved myself of my socks and pants. Together, we ditched my shirt until the two of us were standing in nothing but our underwear. With a step toward her, I reached around to unclasp her bra, leaning into Charlee’s ear.

“I’m going to remove the rest of your clothing,” I promised, doing just that. “And then lay you down on that fur rug, spread your legs and make you come for me.” With her bra now on the floor, I knelt in front of her. “But first,” I said, “I’m going to tie those pretty little hands of yours together.”

At that, I grasped one side of her thong with my teeth, the other with my forefinger.

Listening to Charlee’s intake of breath as I slipped it down, knowing I was getting to her, I vowed not to stop until she had the best orgasm of her life. As she stepped out of the thong, I looked up. My face was so close.

Not yet.

Before I stood, I reached for my tie. The combination of the fire, the smell of the vanilla candle coming from the kitchen, and the sweet scent of the woman before me—not to mention the sight of Charlee Fucking Donovan completely nude, coming off two orgasms—had me praying to be able to make this last.

Reaching for her wrist, I watched Charlee’s expression as I grasped it and then reached for the second one. Putting them together, I used my tie to ensure Charlee wouldn’t be able to do much with her hands.

She watched me, her chest rising and falling as the pace of her breathing continued to increase.

“Guess you can’t get down so easily with your hands tied,” I said. Remedying that, I lifted her, cradling her in my arms. Gently laying her onto the fur rug, I stood, reveling in the sight. As promised, I moved between her legs, spreading them.

“Mmmm.”

With her hands still tied, Charlee watched as I buried my face in her pussy. And though I’d intended to go slow, to make this as different an experience from the porch as possible, the sounds she made really didn’t lend themselves to it. I darted my tongue in and out, working her much more quickly than I’d anticipated.

But I wanted to be inside her.

Now.

I did precisely what needed to be done, fingering and kissing and licking until Charlee’s hips circled without abandon. My mouth met her thrusts gladly as I swirled and played with her endlessly until she finally screamed.

“My hands,” she said. “I want to grab your head.”

Ahh, that is the point, baby. But I couldn’t say it aloud. I was too busy making sure Charlee would not forget this night for as long as she lived. Making sure the thought of me between her legs was burned in her memory.

“Oh my God,” she said.

That’s when I stopped.

Standing, stripping off my briefs, and watching Charlee’s expression of disbelief that I’d just took her to the edge but not over it, I knelt back down to her. And did exactly as promised.

Made love to her. Lifted her hands above her head, circling and moving in a way that made Charlee squirm.

“What is it, baby?” I whispered into her ear.

“I can’t. I can’t move.”

With her hands tied and my hands on her wrists, I didn’t expect she’d be going anywhere soon. And told her that. “Tell me,” I said. “Tell me what you want.”

“You,” she gasped. “More of you. All of you.” I pumped into her, taking one of my hands and moving it between us. “Oh jeez,” was her only response.

Our bodies were made for each other.

“All of me,” I said, pressing into her as deep as I could go.

“Lucas,” she cried.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I’m gonna come.”

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