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She doesn’t respond, but the way her eyes darken tells me she does.
Around us, I feel their eyes on her—on us—and I know they’re hungry, envious… but they’ll never have her.
Amara pulls back, gasping for air, her lips swollen and glossy. Her hand wraps around the base of my cock, stroking as she licks her lips.
“Don’t fucking stop. I want you to suck me dry.”
Leaning forward again, she takes me back into her mouth, this time slower, sucking me deeper. A groan leaves my lips as my hand grips the back of her head, guiding her.
“Fuck,” I mutter, my voice strained. “You’re going to make me lose my goddamn mind.”
Her pace quickens, her moans vibrating against me as she works me closer and closer to the edge. My knees threaten to give out, but I hold, watching her, soaking in every second of this.
Amara’s eyes flick up to meet mine as she takes me even deeper. The sight of her—on her knees, her lips stretched around me, her cheeks hollowing with every pull—sends a surge of heat through my body.
“Just like that,” I rasp, my breath hitching. “Fuck. Your mouth feels like heaven.”
Her free hand slides up my thigh, her nails dragging lightly over my skin. The slick sound of her movements, the way her tongue swirls and presses in all the right ways, has me teetering on the edge of control. I feel her moan reverberate through me, her confidence growing with every twitch and groan she pulls from me.
“Fuck. I’m close.” I grit out, my voice low and broken.
She doesn’t let up. If anything, she doubles down, her hand working in tandem with her mouth, her tongue flicking over the sensitive head before she takes me back in, deep. My head tips back, a curse tumbling from my lips as the pleasure coils tight.
“Fuck—” My words cut off, my body locking up as the release hits me hard. She doesn’t flinch, taking everything I give her.
When she finally pulls back, her lips are swollen and glistening, her tongue darting out to catch the last traces of me. She looks up at me, her expression a mix of satisfaction and mischief, and I know I’m done for.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” I murmur, crashing my lips against hers, tasting myself on her mouth. I pull back, holding her face in my hands, staring at those eyes through the lace mask. “You want more?”
She nods, licking her lips as she waits for my next command.
I reach for the cuffs attached to the bed, holding them up so she can see. Her lips part, her breathing quickens, and I can see the faintest tremor in her hands.
“Color?” I ask, tilting her chin up so her gaze locks with mine.
“Green,” she whispers without hesitation.
“That’s my girl.” I press a kiss to her forehead, before stepping back. “Lie down.”
She obeys, her body sinking into the soft mattress, her hair fanning out like a halo. I secure her wrists to the headboard above her head, the soft click of the cuffs locking into place. I take a moment to admire her—completely at my mercy, laid bare before me.
“I wish you could see how you look right now,” I murmur, running my fingers down the length of her arm, across her collarbone, and down to the curve of her waist. Her skin shivers under my touch.
Her legs shift restlessly, and I catch the smallest whimper escaping her lips. “Patience. You’ll take what I give you, when I give it to you. Understand?”
“Yes, sir,” she breathes.
I smile, dark and slow. “Always such a good girl for me.”
My hands find the hem of her panties, and drag them down her legs, taking my time, letting the cool air kiss her skin. I toss them aside, knowing every pair of eyes is on her now, on the curve of her thighs, the glisten of her arousal.
I drop to my knees between her legs, spreading her wide with my hands. The sight of her makes my mouth water. I lean in, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh before dragging my tonguealong her slick cunt. She gasps, her body jerking against the cuffs, but I pin her hips down, holding her in place.
“Stay still,” I command. “You don’t move unless I tell you to.”
“Yes, sir,” she whimpers.
I take my time, licking and sucking, alternating between gentle strokes and firm pressure. Her moans grow louder when I circle her clit with my tongue, teasing her just enough to make her squirm.