Paper Kisses (9 page)

His fingers left her ass cheek and
dipped between her legs, under the lace of the thong, to find the truth to her
words.
 
Alannah knew moisture steadily
leaked from her pussy and he pressed into her slit briefly, all too briefly in
her opinion, to tease her.
 
And then he
was gone.
 
She felt the bed dip as he
settled her back onto the bed, her hot ass finding the cool duvet
soothing.
 
Not being able to see what he
was doing built the anticipation so much that she almost became hypersensitive
to each and every noise around her.
 

He moved around the room.
 
A drawer was opened. Something was placed on
the nightstand.
 
And then his hands were
once again on her, but this time he was sliding them up her leg and quickly,
briefly, gave silent thanks that she’d shaved.
 
But as soon as the thought formed it fled because all of her focus
rested on what Sky was doing to that leg.
 
He pulled it out straight and placed another cuff around her ankle.
 
A second cuff went around the other ankle and
he flexed each foot to make sure the bonds didn’t cut off her circulation
before something was hooked to each cuff.
 
When she went to move her leg, she realized a bar had been wedged
between them and a second later, her legs were pulled and she heard a
click.
 
Now her legs were spread wide and
she was completely, utterly, helpless.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

It was extremely difficult to
express all the emotions hurtling through her but he wanted an answer so she
tried.
 

“Helpless.
 
Confused.
 
Panicked.
 
I’m wondering if you’re going to hurt
me.
 
If you’re some
type of pervert.”

He chuckled at that as his
fingertips trailed over her body, starting from her feet, up her leg, under her
thong and through the curls guarding her sex, then up her belly and over her
nipples.
 

“Some people have to be tied up to
be completely free,” he told her.
 
“You
use the word
stop
and I will.
 
All of this goes away.
 
But so does your chance at learning what you
really need, Alannah.”

That confused her.
 
What did she really need?
 
But when he pinched her nipple, all confusion
vanished.
 
The slight bite of pleasure-pain
traveled all the way to her clit, making it throb with a need she’d never had
before and her body arched upward, wanting more.
 
She felt him bending over her, felt the hot
heat of his mouth blow against her beaded nipple, and couldn’t stop the moan that
rose up.
 

He took her nipple in between his
teeth and bit softly, not enough to cause pain but hard enough that it had
every nerve in her body standing on end.
 
The cool air mixed with saliva from his tongue only made her shiver for
more.
 
In the back of her mind was the
knowledge that she could end this with one word but she’d never been so turned
on in her life, had never felt so alive.
 

And this was just foreplay.
 
Holy fuck, she’d been doing it wrong for
years.

Sky took her nipple in his mouth,
sucking upon it like he was playing with a succulent little berry, and
alternating back and forth between the two.
 
Her body bucked as it wound up, heading toward a climax.
 
She didn’t know if she would come, she’d
never come from nipple play in her life, but she was sure heading in that
direction.
 

Before she hit the peak, Sky backed
off her overly sensitive nipples, and her body sagged onto the bed, a fine mist
of sweat coating her body.

Sky ran his fingers through her
hair.

“How are you feeling?”

“Aroused,” she gasped.
 

“Very good,
Alannah.”

The words made her feel
ridiculously proud, as if she’d been working just to hear the praise.
 
Before she could analyze it too deeply,
however, the bed dipped and Sky straddled her body, not sitting on her so he
wasn’t squashing her, but she learned very quickly that he was naked.
 
He returned to her breasts, but this time
instead of being exclusive to her nipples, he cupped them and began to massage
them.
 
Oh, it felt so heavenly.
 
He pushed them together, made a tunnel, and a
second later she felt his cock slide between the
valley
.
 
It wasn’t an aggressive thrust, instead, he
gently began to fuck her tits, rising and falling from her body.
 
She bent her head down to see if she could
get some of it in her mouth as he thrust up but he stopped.

“No,” he murmured.
 
“This is for you, Alannah.
 
I want to stimulate your senses, making you
feel everything in sharp focus.”

She relaxed back down.
 
How did
him
fucking
her tits make this about her?
 
And then
slowly she began to feel his body on hers, the brief contact of his scrotum on
her abdomen when he came back down, the tickle of his leg hair against her
side.
 
His hands cupping her and the feel
of his rigid dick as it tested the softness of her breasts.
 
Yes, her senses were sharper and she loved
feeling him on top of her.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

“Relaxed.”

“Good,” he murmured and let go of
her breasts.
 
He rose from straddling her
body and she wondered what he was doing.
 
Admiring her?
 
Planning something
else?
 
She got her answer in the next
instant when the bed dipped again, this time between her legs.

“I have you in a spreader bar,” he
told her, like she had a clue what that was.
 
“I wasn’t sure if I was going to restrain your legs but after the second
slap on your ass I knew you needed more.
 
You are so beautiful, Alannah.
 
I
would love to put you into more restrictive ropes, an art form called
Shibari
I’ve been learning for the past ten years.
 
It’s a form of erotic spiritual bondage and
your limbs would be so lovely tied up.”

More bondage, with
ropes?
 
She didn’t know how she
felt about that.
 
It was taking some
getting used to with the cuffs and…what did he call it…a spreader bar.
  
But once again, all thoughts about that soon
fled as his fingers spread her labia lips.
 
In fact, there was nothing else in her head all at except the
expectation of him getting ready to lick her pussy.
 
All the things that usually clouded her mind
had disappeared under the heat that flooded through her body.
  

He blew against her core, against
the wetness that dripped out of her, and caused her hips to buck.
 
And then his tongue touched her, swiping a
lick up her seam that ended at taking her little clit between his lips and
sucking on it.
 
He repeated the motion,
again and again, until there was nothing but sensation.
 
She was moaning, groaning, begging for
more.
 
Begging for him.
 
She was completely mindless except for the
pleasure he was raining upon her.
 
One of
his fingers dipped into her pussy as if testing the slickness of her channel.
 
Oh
yes!
 
More, more…
Two fingers now, finding
her special little spot inside, which had her climax climbing fast.
 
Something powerful was building, a pressure
she’d never felt before, and she didn’t know how to stop it, or even if she
wanted to stop it.
 
She felt like she was
about to explode.

“How do you feel?” he asked her
again, in between licks, and she was barely able to form a coherent word.

“Coming,” she managed to gasp.
 

“Yes.”

And she came, hard, screaming in
total ecstasy as the pressure blew out from every cell in her body.
 
She’d never, in all her life, had an orgasm
like that before. Her cum ran, she actually felt it running down her thigh, and
knew in normal circumstances this would have embarrassed the hell out of
her.
 
But right now she didn’t care
because all she could feel was…free.
 
Minutes or hours later, she realized Sky had completely withdrawn from
her body and she lay recovering her senses.
 

She felt the cuffs coming off her
ankles and the spreader bar removed.
 
She
heard some sounds, the closet door maybe, and then Sky had moved to her
wrists.
 
One side unbuckled and then the
other and she lay no longer constrained.
 
But it seemed as soon as the cuffs were gone all the doubts and
misgivings came rushing back at her, and she missed that blessed moment of reprieve
when her mind had been absolutely blank and silent.
 

She lay there trying to deal with
the flood of thoughts when the bed dipped again and Sky picked her up in his
arms.
 

“
Shh
,” he
soothed, and it was only then that she realized she was crying.
 
He went to lift the blindfold and she grabbed
it, holding it in place.

“No,” she said frantically.
 
“Put the cuffs back on me, please.
 
I don’t want to think, Sky. I just want to
feel, with you.”

“That’s enough for now, Alannah,” he
said, using that commanding voice that now made her heart pound because now she
knew it was
his
voice, her master.
 
So she let go of the blindfold and she
blinked her eyes open.
 
Luckily, the room
was dark, only a night light on, so her eyes didn’t hurt as she looked up at
his handsome face.

“How did you know?” she whispered,
the tears sill seeping from her eyes.
 

“Because I recognized it,” he told
her.
 
“From me.”

“Someone taught you this.”

He nodded.
 
“But that story is for another time.
 
I have some water I want you to drink.”

He reached over to the nightstand
and she saw a pair of
EMT
scissors next to the bottle
of water.
 
He twisted the cap and handed
it to her and she drank, surprised to realize how thirsty she really was. She
downed half the bottle before she came up for air.

“Good,” he replied, sounding
pleased as he recapped the bottle and set it next to the scissors.
 

Little by little her senses
returned and she saw he was still hard.
 
And wow…his cock was big.
 
Huge.
 
Alannah wondered
how that could possibly fit inside because her other lovers had been average
size.
 
But she wanted to try.
 
She wanted him.
 

“Can I suck your cock?” she asked,
looking up at him.

One eyebrow rose.
 
“Are you sure you’re okay?
 
That was pretty intense for your first time
being bound.”

“Yes,” she said.
 
“I want to taste you.”

He must have liked that phrasing
because she felt his stomach muscles clench.
 
“All right.”

Now it was her
turn to blow his mind, all pun intended.
 
The skin on the head was smooth but swollen as pre-cum leaked steadily
from the tip.
 
Alannah sucked it into her
mouth, using the flat top of her tongue to massage up and down.
 
She held onto Sky’s hips as she started her
momentum, in and out on mouth and tongue.
 

Sky was making breathy little noises
of need and they just about drove her crazy.
 
Alannah reached for the bobbing cock, rubbing the bulging vein that
disappeared under the mushroom head where a drop of white fluid dripped from
the hole.

She bent down and licked the tip,
loving his salty essence on her tongue.
 
Sky moaned and bucked his hips as if demanding attention.
 
Alannah slipped her mouth around the head,
tracing each curve with her tongue.
 
Easing her mouth over then down, going slowly.
 
Her right hand encircled the base while her
left hand rested on his hip to control the thrusts.
 

She began the blowjob with short,
shallow thrusts with her mouth.
 
Each
time, however, allowing Sky’s cock to go further, deeper, letting her throat
muscles relax.
 
In a short time she was
deep throating him, making him moan and shake with pleasure.

Little by little, Alannah increased
the tempo, speeding up, her right hand moving to Sky’s sack and squeezing it,
playing with it, rolling the balls through the thin skin.
 
He gave a heavy gasp, his hips starting to
twitch under the restraint he was holding onto.
 

“God!
 
Alannah!” he grunted.
 
“I’m going to come.”