she did, and so she lay there obediently when Dawson dragged his mouth away from hers a few moments later to slowly kiss his way down her neck so he could focus his attention on her breasts.
Cupping them gently in his hands, he took one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, then bent his head to close his mouth over the other. Kate gasped as he suckled on the pebbled tip. Her nipples were always sensitive, but there was something about being tied up that made the sensation seem more intense and arousing. Maybe it was the feeling that Dawson could do anything he wanted to her and she’d be powerless to stop him. That was an illusion, of course. She knew Dawson would never do anything she didn’t want him to do. It was just part of the fantasy, and she definitely got off on it.
Dawson swirled his tongue round and round her nipple with a kind of methodical slowness that left Kate panting for breath. Although she thought she might actually go insane from such exquisite torture, that didn’t stop her from opening her mouth to protest when he lifted his head. Realizing it was only so he could do the same to the other nipple, she let out a little sigh of contentment instead. God, he had a talented mouth.
When Dawson released that nipple several long, delicious moments later, she thought he might go back and treat the first one to a repeat performance, but he slowly kissed his way down her stomach. Any complaint she might have had disappeared as soon as she figured out where he was heading. As much as she adored having her breasts touched, she loved having her pussy licked even more.
Rather than head straight there, though, Dawson stopped on the way to make teasing little circles around her bellybutton with his tongue before dipping it inside the little indentation. Kate caught her breath at the sensation. She’d never had a guy pay any attention to that part of her anatomy before and she was surprised at how sexy it was. In fact, she liked it so much she almost protested when he stopped and moved lower. Between her legs, her pussy tingled in anticipation and she quickly forgot about her bellybutton.
Instead of licking her pussy right away like she thought he would, however, he kissed his way down her leg. Damn, he was good at this teasing stuff. His hair tickled her skin, making her shiver, and she wiggled a little on the fur rug as much from that as from frustration. While what he was doing was extremely pleasurable, it was also complete torture, and she had to stifle a moan.
When Dawson got to her feet, he leaned back on his heels and gazed down at her. “You look sexy as hell, do you know that?”
Although she knew it was silly to feel shy at the words, especially after all the sex they’d had, Kate felt herself blush anyway. Maybe it was the blatant desire in his eyes that made her face suffuse with color. Or maybe it was the fact that she was submissively lying there with her hands bound, completely exposed to his hungry gaze. The image of what she must look like naked on the fur rug in front of the fireplace suddenly made her tremble.
But while being naked and on display for Dawson was a total turn-on, Kate was impatient for him to hurry up and go down on her. She was about to tell him as much when he bent and slowly began kissing his way up her other leg. She stifled a groaned. He was determined to tease her until she went completely mad, wasn’t he? By the time he reached her inner thigh, she was sure she was going to scream in frustration if he didn’t put his mouth where she so urgently needed it.
“Stop teasing me and lick my pussy,” she demanded.
Dawson lifted his head to look at her, his eyes teasing. “You do like to be in charge, don’t you? Maybe I should remember to gag you the next time I tie you up.”
Kate flushed, torn between the way her pulse was racing at the idea of being not only bound for his pleasure but gagged as well, and the notion he was already planning on tying her up again.
Bending his head, Dawson pressed one more gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh, then cupped her ass in his hands and ran his tongue up the slick folds of her pussy. Kate moaned and strained at the fabric holding her captive. The urge to grab his head and put his tongue exactly where she wanted it was almost too much to take. And yet knowing she couldn’t made what he was doing even that much better.
Dawson must have sensed her need because a moment later she felt his tongue on her clit. He flicked the sensitive nub with quick, light caresses before making lazy, little circles round and around it.
“God, you taste so good,” he rasped, swiping her pussy with his tongue before focusing his attention on her clit again.
Kate arched against him with a moan, balling her hands into fists above her head. “Oh yeah, just like that,” she breathed. “Don’t stop!”
He tightened his grip on her ass cheeks and began to lick more deliberately, his tongue firm and insistent on her clit. The sensation was so intense that Kate wanted to scream, but her cries were trapped in her throat as she felt her orgasm beginning to build. He had teased her for so long that she was about to explode already. The sensation started right at her clit, then gradually spread through her entire body until she was trembling all over.
She writhed beneath him, moving her head from side to side and struggling at the bonds that held her prisoner as she screamed in ecstasy as he continued to lap at her clit. Then all at once, the pleasure got to be too much and now more than before, she wanted her hands free so that she could pull Dawson ’s mouth away. But held captive by his command not to move, she was powerless to do anything except ride out the waves of her climax as one orgasm after another coursed through her body.
Dawson didn’t stop licking her until he had wrung every ounce of pleasure from her and when he was done, all Kate could do was lie there and try to catch her breath. She wasn’t sure he could top the cunnilingus he’d given her that morning, but the pussy licking he’d just given her had to be the best oral sex she’d ever had in her life. He may well have ruined her for any other man she was ever going to be with.
Pressing his lips to her inner thigh, Dawson sat back on his heels with a lazy grin and held out his hand. Kate placed her bound hands in his and let him pull her into a sitting position, moaning with pleasure as he covered her mouth with his in a possessive kiss.
When he pulled away a few moments later to untie her hands, she let out a little sigh of longing as she watched the ends of the belt slip from her wrists.
“You didn’t have to untie me so soon, you know,” she said softly. “I liked being your captive.”
He lifted a brow, his eyes glinting in the firelight as he regarded her. “Is that so?”
She nodded.
His mouth curved into a slow smile. “Then maybe I should tie you up again.”
She returned his smile with a sexy one of her own. “Maybe you should.”
“Turn around and put your hands behind your back,” he ordered softly.
Pulse racing, Kate got to her knees and turned away from him, obediently putting her hands behind her back and crossing them at the wrists. A moment later, she felt Dawson wrap the belt around her wrists and pull it snug, then tie it in a knot. When he was done, he came around to stand in front of her.
Kate looked up at him, waiting breathlessly for him to say something, but he didn’t speak. Instead, he just held her gaze with his and shoved down his pajama bottoms until he was standing before her gloriously naked, his cock hard, the head glistening with precum. In the glow of the flames, he looked like some conquering warrior about to ravish his captive slave. She’d thought lying on the rug with her hands tied above her head had been hot, but it paled in comparison to being on her knees in front of him with her hands bound behind her back.
Holding on to the base of his shaft with one hand, Dawson slid the other in her long hair and gently tilted her head back so that he could rub the head of his cock against her parted lips. That little taste wasn’t nearly enough and she opened her mouth wider, silently begging him to let her have more. But he just continued to run the tip of his shaft back and forth over her lips, teasing her as effectively as he had when she was lying on the rug and he’d been exploring her body with his mouth.
To her relief, Dawson took pity on her and allowed her to wrap her lips around the head of his cock. She eagerly tried to take more of him in her mouth, but his hand tightened in her hair, keeping her where she was. Deciding two could play at this game, she swirled her tongue over the tip, then glided it up and down the sensitive skin on the underside of his shaft. He only let her tease him like that for a few moments, however, before finally giving in and letting her take more of him in her mouth.
Kate moaned in appreciation, sucking on him greedily as he guided her head up and down on his hard length. She was used to controlling the pace when she gave a guy a blowjob, but she couldn’t do that with her hands tied behind her back, which was a huge turn-on. She had no idea she’d like being so submissive.
Each time he fucked her mouth, he went a little farther until he was deep in her throat. When she felt the head of his cock slide down the back of her throat, she swallowed, taking him even deeper. Above her Dawson
