She opened hereyes to watch him. He was beautiful. He had his eyes closed as hecontinued to kiss her. Her restrained hands twitched above herhead, wanting to reach for him. All she could do was clench andrelease her fists to relieve the building tension. He opened hiseyes a moment to gaze at her and gave her a wink and a wag of hisbrow before closing them again to concentrate on what he was doing.Which in that moment was to slide his hand down her jeans, underher panties and touch her where she needed him most.
“Uh, oh, Crispin…”
“So soft and warm,” he mirrored the sentiment, resting hismouth against her ear. Could she be more perfect? Not possible,thought Crispin. From the slight tremble from his every caress toher trusting eyes, Gwen would surely be his demise. Sliding hisfingers over her passion-soaked softness, he coated them with hersweetness before sinking his middle finger into her warm wetdepths. He then covered her lips in a searing kiss, silencing hermoans so only he would hear them. With his free hand, he cupped andcaressed her breast, sliding his fingers under her bra, his thumband forefinger, pinching and tweaking the priceless pearl of anipple.
If he keptthis up, his torture of her breast in one hand, the relentlessplundering of not one but two long fingers into her body with theother, she would lose her mind. “Crispin, please…”
“Please, what?” He put his ear to her mouth and she gave it alusty bite, causing him to purr like an overgrown kitten.“Fuck…”
“Yes, please?”
“Please?” he purred once again.
“Please, Crispin!”
Turning intoher, he gave her lip a playful nip before bending his head to takeher nipple between his teeth and giving it a serious tonguelashing. The entire time, he worked the insides of her body withhis fingers, his thumb circling and applying perfect pressure toher clitoris until she couldn’t hold back.
“Oh, yes, Crispin!” Before she saw it coming, she was wrackedwith waves of an orgasm so strong, she almost yanked the hook fromthe door.
Mindful of herrestraints, Crispin lifted her slightly off the floor and held herto him while she slowly came down from her release. “Such a goodgirl, ” he whispered in her ear as she rested her head on hisshoulder.
With heartspumping, he slowly lowered her to her feet and knelt down in frontof her. He tugged her jeans, panties and all, down around her kneesbefore burying his face between her clenched thighs and tasting herwith his tongue. So soon after her orgasm, she was ultra sensitiveand he only stayed there a few seconds, long enough to have hersquirming. “Had to taste you.” He gave her a soft kiss, then cuppedhis hands over her smooth buttocks and caressed her round cheeks,placing a series of sultry sweet kisses on her inner thighs.
Before long,he rolled her jeans, panties, and socks all the way off and smiledat the sight of her flawless nudity. He stood up, reached for thecondom in his pocket and then undressed in front of her, making eyecontact the whole time. She was staring at his impressive packageand who could blame her?
“You’re beautiful, Crispin,” she said wistfully.
“If I’m beautiful, you’re gorgeous.” He closed the distanceonce again. Smoothing his hands all the way up her thighs, hescooped her legs up, holding her under her butt. “Now, hush, andlet’s fuck.”
As excited andnervous as she was, all she could do was nod in response. If onlyshe could wrap her arms around him. But even though she couldn’tuse her arms, she took advantage of her position and eagerlywrapped her legs around him right before he entered her with apurposeful thrust of his hips.
“Oh… so good…” she cried, arching her back.
“Yes, yes, it is,” he answered her.
For a second,Crispin stilled, overwhelmed with desire and yet another scarierfeeling lurking around his consciousness. As much as he wanted tofight it off, whatever it was that stalked him, he was powerless tokeep it a bay, and so he gave into his baser needs. Holding hertight, he repeatedly thrust into her heavenly warmth, losinghimself in her for a while. He’d looked forward to this since thatfirst day in the café. Taking her hair, he curled it around hisfingers and slammed into her, burying himself as far as he couldgo, his mouth on her perky nipple, licking and sucking until hefelt her tense and cry out. Not even a second later, he came intoher with one last desperate thrust.
Hanging therehelpless, Gwen rested against Crispin, catching her breath as heplaced her down and made quick work of untying her wrists andremoving her bra all the way off. “You, okay?” he asked as he thenlifted her up in his arms.
“More than okay,” she said with a lazy smile as he placed herdown on the bed and then stretched out beside her. He leaned up onhis elbow and ran his fingers over her belly. He then took herhands one at a time and studied her wrists. “I’m fine. No damage.”Sweet Crispin, he needed reassurance and she gladly gaveit.
“Good to know.” He ran a thumb over the redness, bent his headand kissed her. “Thank you, young miss.”
“You’re welcome, kind sir.” She giggled in response.
Crispincouldn’t help but chuckle into her neck. “You’re loving this,aren’t you? This ongoing fantasy.”
“It’s a dream come true, actually.” Her fingers twitched at hersides. “Only one thing would make it even better.”
“Oh, what’s that? Dare I ask?”
“Can I have my wish now?”
“What is it you wish for?”
“A hug?”
“Is that all?” he purred against her ear, concerned. “I’msorry. Haven’t I hugged you enough?” He started to wrap his armsaround her but she stilled him with a hand on his shoulder. Thewords she
