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Christian.

She fell apart for me.

For the third time.

Her spine arched as far as the restraints would let her and her head thrust back against the padded leather while the muscles in her thighs clenched but I kept curling my fingers inside her with my tongue working her clit until the spasms slowed and her body went slack in the cuffs.

When I finally pulled away, her arousal coated my mouth and hand. My dick throbbed because it was so damn hard. She was so fucking beautiful and completely wrecked. I lifted, brushing my fingers over her chin and gripping it gently.

Her eyes slowly peeled open, hazy and unfocused, but she smiled and I chuckled.

“Color?”

She exhaled a shaky breath. “Green, Sir.”

I nodded and reached between her thighs, stroking her softly. She moaned and her lids fluttered.

“I’d like to do one more thing tonight.” My fingers moved down the length of her pussy. “Are you ready?”

“Is it going to make me cum? Because if so, then no. I don’t think I can handle anything else.”

I laughed and stroked her cheek with one hand while I pushed two fingers into her and circled them slowly.

“You sure?” I murmured and brushed over her clit.

She moaned and rocked her hips toward me.

I arched my brow and she playfully rolled her eyes. “I’m ready, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

I released the restraints from her wrists one by one and her body leaned into mine while I massaged her skin, carefully watching her reaction to see if there was any soreness. Once I was satisfied, I released her ankles, making sure my touch was attentive. After I had her free, I kissed her shoulder and guided her across the room.

When we reached the bench, she climbed on and I helped position her with my hands at her hips to keep her steady until she was settled.

After I stepped back, I groaned in approval. Her ass was lifted perfectly, putting that glistening pussy on display.

Fuck…

The visual was perfect. Knees resting on the highest padded slope, chest angled down, arms stretched forward and secured to the lower part of the frame. The curve of her spine dipped into the small of her back and lifted her ass into the air while her thighs parted just enough to give me a full view of those slick, swollen lips.

Her hair hid her face from me but I could hear her ragged breaths. Visual perfection. Bound, bared, and so fucking stunning.

I crossed the room and she lifted her head when she felt me walk away. When I picked a flogger, her lids lowered and a smile eased onto her face. It was one of my favorites, with black suede falls which were weighed enough to deliver impact but still soft enough to be pleasurable. After I made it back to her andstepped behind the bench where she couldn’t see me, her back stiffened in anticipation.

I placed my hand on the curve of her hip and she exhaled slowly as I moved my palm over her ass, squeezing just enough to ground her.

“Comfortable?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good.” I massaged her skin possessively. “This is one of my favorite views.”

I lifted the flogger and let it drag down her spine, slow and teasing, until it rested across the small of her back, making her shiver.

“I’m going to warm you up first. Light strikes across your ass and up your back.”