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Her heart thundered in desperate anticipation of what he might do to pay her back for her teasing.

Taking four coils of rope, he secured her to the posts of the bed by her hands and feet, leaving her spread-eagled and exposed. She tugged on each rope, not to get away, but to prove to herself she couldn’t. She was deliciously at his mercy.

“I made the loops snug, but they shouldn’t be tight enough to cause pain or lack of circulation. What do you say if they get uncomfortable or your hands or feet start to go numb?”

“Tambourine, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Now it’s time for Daddy to play.”

He climbed onto the bed beside her and brushed his fingers along her ribs. She squealed with laughter, jerking to the side. “No, Daddy! That tickles!”

“Really?” he teased. “Are you sure? I’d better check.” He ran his fingers down her other side.

“Please, Daddy. Don’t!”

“You are awfully ticklish, Gypsy. If my fingers are too much, how about this?”

He kissed his way down her ribs to her hips, with her squirming, or trying to, the entire time. Only now, the tickling was different. He was building a whirlwind of need inside her.

When he pressed a kiss to the top of her mound right above her clit, she gasped.

“I have some other new toys for us to play with, Gypsy. Since you like the bells on your anklet so much, I got you a matchingdecoration for your pretty nipples. Look how hard they are. And what a deep, rosy color. All they’re missing are some clamps.”

Reaching under her pillow, he pulled out a tiny box. She thought at first he’d drawn out a pair of clip-on earrings. But when he took them out of the box, he didn’t head for her ears.

Crawling up her body, he rested on her pelvis. It took everything in her not to rock her pussy against his rock hard abs. Holding them up, he explained. “These are nipple noose clamps. These loops fit over your nipples, and I can tighten or loosen them as I see fit. First, I need to make sure your nipples are nice and hard for Daddy.”

Without any more warning, his mouth was on her nipples, and he was licking and sucking until she thought the pleasure might kill her. She was so wet they might have to change the sheets when they were done.

One by one, he slipped them over her nipples, tightening each noose until she felt pressure. It made her constantly aware of her breasts, stoking the flames burning her from the inside even higher. Every time she moved, they jingled and pulled. And sent pulses of desire straight to her clit.

Chance ran his finger along the slit of her pussy. It came away slick with her arousal. “Someone likes their nipple loops,” he said, before putting his finger to his mouth and licking it clean.

Sliding back down her body, he stopped with his mouth at her pussy. “Daddy wants to taste.”

And then his mouth was on her. Her body took control, bucking against his face as he rasped her clit with the flat of his tongue. Her pussy spasmed as he slowly ran his tongue down her sex to her core.

“Daddy,” she whimpered. “I need your cock inside me.”

Her body moved of its own volition. She tugged at the ropes binding her for real now. She needed her hands to hold his head in place so she could increase the pressure of his contact.

When he lifted his head, she couldn’t hold back her cries. “No, Daddy. Don’t stop.”

“I won’t, but I want you to stay perfectly still. If you move again, I’ll stop.”

What? How was she supposed to control that?

He put his hands under her bottom, lifting her hips so he could have better access. And then he feasted. She felt ravaged in the best way possible. He brought her to the edge of climax over and over.

She clenched the muscles in her legs, hoping against hope that it would help her not move. He had her so close she could feel the muscles inside her quivering. Her hips rocked up to meet the thrusts of his tongue.

And then he pulled away. “No!” she screamed. If he didn’t start back, she was going to cry. “Please, Daddy, please! I didn’t mean to move. I need you to keep going.”

“All right, little gypsy. But if you move again, I’ll stop.”

Afraid she might say the wrong thing and he’d leave her like this, she nodded. He redoubled his efforts, adding his finger, stroking that magic spot inside her.

Once again, he had her so close she could taste it. And once again, he stopped. Only this time was different. This time, he pulled on the knots of the ropes binding her ankles, and the ropes fell away.