s

urned around my wrists,

er been touched like that before. Never seen a man look at

made me ache

d yet, I was still trembling in his sheets, st

But when he came back into the room, towel slung over

l here," he

uttering. "You did

was slow.

that you

. I stayed where I was, legs tucked beneath me

me without aski

in just enough so that I

ou tru

caught. "I

I need more

wed hard

ned. That was

ething," he said. "And

at the way he said i

m w

n't large. But tidy. minimal. But, there was a sleek black recliner

ssly at his sides as

d, as if he meant it with all of his

heart raced with anticip

hing to brush my hair behind my ear

thing," he whispered. "Bu

m-two narrow cuffs, black leather, soft-

ath hi

e closely. "But if you say yes, you g

Have wanted to experience this for a long time. Se

url into a smile.

he cuffs around my wrists. They were

different. Like I belon

at. I was ready, anxious, and b

nees and his gaze slowly moving

w," he said soft

't lie

tween the cuffs brushed my skin, but all I could focus on was his h

no k

o penet

going to ru

round,"

against his chest. My bound hands rested in my la

highs with his hands

you to feel as helpless as possi

fore he even touch

de my breath catch. My body shivers as he planted a kiss on my collarbone, before kissing my lips softly

ps bu

t growl, his hand tighten

impe

up slightly. My body reacted without

-" I

pping lightly at my shoulde

er the vulva, sliding his finger up and down the lips of the labia, slowly. Circling, stroking, never giving me eno

onto his shoulder. But he didn'

"Let me hear how

I moaned once again, more loudly. M

ith more intense pressure, using his fou

alling

is fingertips, getting tighter and tighter. Because my hands were out of re

floa

." This time, he slowed his pace as he played around my pussy, massagin

ed. "P

u mean it," he said, increa

se... please, I can't

e me. "Cum baby girl, cum for daddy," he said, his

ain, my legs shaking violently as watery fluid rele

urling forward, breath catching. His arms hel

nst him like though I were something valuab

that position. My body limp. I cou

t dif

. And h

im my body. I was giving him p

nto the bedroom in his strong, gentle a

. Brushed his fingers over the

rt you?" he

already closing. "No

?" he

odd

. He didn't crawl into bed.

to sleep

nt to go,"

on't ha

like that

cent, wrapped in someth

t peeking through the curtains. The bed

hair. My shoes are placed under it. A

ome find you.

of course he kne

y was louder

head, and walked out into the hallway bar

si

is office. The door

ek, I tol

he rest of him-cont

file, lying o

n't have

I

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