And she looks hungry.
The barest thought of what she might do with those lips and that tongue makes me gasp again, trembling as my body fights against my clothes. I’ve never been restrained before, and even though I know I could get free if I really wanted to, it doesn’t seem worth it.
The next thought that comes to me is so heavy, it almost shatters my mind.
I feel safe for the first time in my life.
“Kit,” she whispers, tapping my chin.
I focus my eyes on her face again, enjoying the bright look in her eyes and the mischief in her grin. She brings her hands up to run them over the soft fabric of her sweater, and my eyes follow as she reaches down, grabs the hem, then rips it off over her head.
I shudder as if I’ve been kicked in the ribs. I can’t take my eyes off her breasts, the way they bounce when she moves. They’re bigger and softer than they were when she was younger, and my fingers ache as I think about squeezing them while I suck on her nipples.
Lexa gives me a little wink before bending back down and yanking my jeans down my legs. I’m trembling now, my body so exhausted from being bound, my muscles are completely lettinggo and relaxing under the forced tension. She tugs my jeans to my ankles and leaves them there, shackling me.
When she stands up in front of me again, I watch as she wiggles her hips, running her hands across her belly. She teases at the waistband of her pants before turning around and pulling them down, slowly exposing her buttocks.
She’s not wearing underwear!
“Fuck.” The word slips through my lips, an expression of pure shock. My arms and legs are starting to jerk in irregular movements as the adrenaline runs crazily around my body, with no way for me to let it out.
Lexa turns around, rubbing her hands over her breasts and belly.
“You want this?” she murmurs.
“Yes, Jesus, dear fucking God!” I almost scream, the words a heartfelt prayer to any deity that might grant me mercy. “I want you more than anything in this world, Lexa!”
She leans forward, putting her hands on my knees to kiss me, gently, softly, and briefly.
“Good,” she whispers, reaching down for my boxers.
She grabs the front, pinching my cock a little in the process, then yanks my underwear to my thighs. She straddles my lap, linking her hands around my neck as she maneuvers, then I feel her hot, slick pussy pushing against the head of my throbbing cock.
Oh my God. She’s wet like a fucking river! She wants me as badly as I want her!
Lexa lowers herself slowly, her hands wrapped around the back of my neck and her eyes closed. She frowns slightly asher body gives way to mine, my cock sliding into her inch by inch.
By the time she settles on my lap and my cock is fully sheathed inside her, I’m so excited, I feel like I’m going to pass out. My arms are trembling from being pinned behind me, and my legs are numb. Even though my heart was pounding a few minutes ago, I can’t feel it at all anymore.
Maybe I had a heart attack, and I’m already dead. This definitely looks—and feels—like heaven.
Lexa moans, rocking herself back and forth. She keeps her eyes closed, focused on something deep inside her. I can feel her body clenching around mine, not just deep inside her pussy but her legs and arms, too.
Even though her pace starts slow and gentle, it doesn’t take long before every stroke becomes harder and more forceful. As her inner muscles begin to spasm, she grips my neck with both hands, thrashing me with her hips as she throws back her head and howls at the ceiling.
Her climax breaks across her body, spreading from deep inside her to shudder through every muscle, leaving a wash of goosebumps across her skin. She hangs helplessly around my neck, throwing herself down against me, making happy little murmurs.
My cock is still rock-hard inside her, and it looks like she’s gone comatose in her afterglow. I wriggle around a bit and get my arms free, moving her onto her back on the couch beside me.
She murmurs happily as she settles onto her back, and I reach out and stroke her thigh.
“More?” I ask, terrified to hear her rejection.
I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t get to come between her thighs…
“Yes,” she nearly whispers, her eyes still closed. “More.”
With a sigh of relief that sounds like a sob, I crawl towards her, still tangled in my pants. She opens her legs for me, and I settle between them, reaching down to slide my cock into her hot, wet pussy.
