I am waiting.
The air on my skin is warm but anticipation has pebbled my skin and tightened my nipples until they are hard, aching points.
Shifting slightly on the chair, I feel the rope graze deliciously against my wrists and ankles. My head falls back as I exhale. Legs spread wide open, I can feel the air caressing my slick folds. I worry that I am making a mess on the chair, but there’s nothing I can do about that.
I can only wait… and wonder.
What will he do to me? I know he will be able to see all of me. I am completely open and on display for him. I want him to touch me everywhere. I want him to run his big, rough hands all over me.
Oh god, please let him come to me soon. Will he tease me or will he make me come quickly?
He says that watching me climax is one of his favourite things, he can’t get enough of it. He loves to fuck me with his fingers, watching me intently while I shatter into a thousand pieces. The way he takes me with his mouth destroys me. I smile when I think of all the times he has fucked me into oblivion after he has made me orgasm with his hand or mouth. He goes a little wild, there is nothing I love more than his honest response to me.
I close my eyes; my pussy pulses and clenches. I want his mouth on me. I want to show him how much I want him and I want to see the evidence of my desire on his lips.
I wiggle again; the ropes holding me tight, digging into my flesh, making me feel at once safe and on edge.
My eyes open when I hear his footsteps coming towards the room I’m in.
I look up to find him leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, eyes on mine.
“Are you ready?”
I nod, my mouth suddenly dry.
A shiver of anticipation runs through my body as I watch him drop his arms and begin to move towards me.
Bit of a short tease this week…
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