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This is an excerpt from a book I have been writing, Feedback would be appreciated. Rinsing her hand’s, she turned to face him, staring up wondering what was next. His hand’s caressing the bare flesh of her sides beneath his T-shirt. Picking her up beneath the arms, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips as he supported her full weight. As he walked her to his bed she stared up at him wanting desperately to know what was he thinking? He bent over steeply preventing her legs from holding on any longer as she fell softly on her back in the center of the small bed.
Reaching into his pocket he displayed the role of silk rope that she had found earlier inside the trunk. Her eyes widened with unbridled interest. Grabbing each wrist one at a time he tied a firm knot, then pulled each back to the wooden bed frame where he secured them above her head. This is nuts! OMG what is happening?
She could feel the wetness within her build as he lifted the plain white T over her head rendering her blind. She sensed that he stood and could barely hear his soft pajama bottoms hit the wooden floor. He positioned himself between her legs, while bahis şirketleri she tried to contain her moans as his soft beard teased her tender neck, breasts, stomach and then finally between her inner thighs. She wanted so much to grab his head and push it deeper into her. Her arms thrashed against the rope and her head twitched side to side in frustration and need. She wanted more. His beard and lips danced along her calves then up her body again, slowly hitting all the same spots as before working his way to the most sensitive spot on her neck.
“What are you doing to me Parker Stanton?”
As if he did not hear the question he replied
“You will ask my permission to cum, is that understood”
With her breathing erratic and with passion in her voice she pleaded
“Yes,…wait…what? How do I…” He interrupted
“Delayed gratification……you had a question mark……this is your answer….You will not cum until I allow it, is that understood”
“but?”
“There are no buts” His voice was firm and she wondered for a second what the consequences would be if she failed.
With a light whimper she replied “yes” Still not fully understanding how this would hepsibahis work.
“Yes what?” His voice demanding an answer
“Yes sir?” She wasn’t sure if that was what he wanted to hear but it sufficed as he continued.
Lifting himself above her, she waited for his next move, the sensation of a single finger glided from her neck to her belly button and back again. Sliding back on the bed he spread her thighs with both hands as he firmly caressed her legs from hips to toes. The sensation, so sensual she thought she would lose her mind. Feeling his beard between her thighs, his heavy breath hit her clit as he took in a deep breath through his nostrils to fulfill his primal needs. She tried to push herself into his face but her tethered hands would not allow her the few inches she desperately needed to make it happen. She could feel his fingers caress her wet folds, spreading them apart as his tongue began lapping her juices from top to bottom until finally settling on her swollen clit that demanded his attention. Bursts of screams and moans parted from Julia’s clinched teeth as her attempts to free her hands failed time youwin and time again. With each sound of Julia’s mouth, his tongue picked up tempo. The sensation of his beard and tongue in unison was proving impossible to bear. With a wave of heat threatening, she begged him with an almost inaudible moaned request,
“May…… I……. cummm?”
She caught her error and corrected immediately,
“May…… I…… cum…… Sir?”
He slowed his effort and replied,
“No, you may not”
She let out a frustrated gasp as he continued on. She could feel it building with each lash of his tongue. Oh god, how am I going to stop this? She tried to think of unhappy thoughts, airplanes, kangaroos….anything to keep her from cumming until it was just too much and she screamed
“You have to stop!”
With his tongue motionless but still pressing into her, she tried frantically to delay the incoming tremors, but it was too little too late. She began to gush and spasm, her hips grinding in an attempt to make him finish what he started. Lifting his head, he waited until she was finished, knowing she would need punished for her lack of discipline. Raising up onto her she could feel her juices dripping from his beard onto her belly. He pulled the T down from her face,
“Miss Ambrose..you disobeyed an order”
Is he for real right now? She was frustrated by the only partial release experience from seconds before.
“I…I am sorry…………Sir”
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