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“You — you want me to cover your eyes?”

“I want you to do whatever you want, Memphis,” I said as I sat my happy ass right in that chair. I watched her look up and down my body several times. I couldn’t see her face very well between the flashes of lightning, but those brief moments of clarity were all I needed. She still wasn’t thinking. She was consumed entirely by lust, and I couldn’t remember a single time in my life when I’d ever been more excited. Memphis looked down to the floor, scanning the rest of the gear that came into the house with me. The gear that was about to become a bunch of sex toys.

“You’d let me put you in handcuffs?” she asked as she picked them up. It was cute that she still didn’t believe I was entirely on board for this.

“They’re not really the greatest for sex games, but they’re what I had. And I trust you, angel.”

“I don’t know how to tie your hands together,” she said while she paced around behind me to the rope on the floor.

“I won’t be trying to escape.”

Her fingers raked along my scalp not long after that until she had a handful of my hair. She pulled it until I was looking straight up at the ceiling, until she stepped closer. Then I was staring straight up at her.

“Are you testing me, sugar?” I chuckled. “Just seeing if I’ll react?”

“Maybe.”

She stepped around the front of me again and sat right in my lap. My hands went right to her hips. She might’ve been fully clothed, but my very hard dick being trapped between our stomachs didn’t seem to grasp that concept.

“Don’t touch me,” she whispered.

I dropped my hands straight to my sides. She looked down at both of them like she didn’t understand.

“Take my shirt off,” she tried next. She giggled when I ripped that thing over her head as quickly as I could move. I put my hands back at my sides but there was no stopping my eyes from dropping straight to her nipples. She smiled while she watched it happen. Then this little menace placed the handcuffs around my very erect dick like it was just meant to be a holder for them. She leaned forward into me and brought the bandana up over my eyes.

“That’s just mean,” I said, and chuckled while she leaned into me harder to tie the bandana behind my head. As soon as I couldn’t see, she removed the handcuffs from my fucking dick and pushed my shoulders back so I’d move my hands behind the chair. She was killing me so perfectly slowly by not standing to move to the back of the chair. Feeling the posts through her nipples pressing into me while she locked each cuff on my wrists was absolute torture.

Hearing the zipper on her jeans was an entirely different kind of torture once she’d removed herself from my lap. Memphis was so little and so quiet on her feet that I couldn’t even keep track of where she was, once I assumed she was done removing her own clothes. All of my skin broke out into goosebumps when her fingernails trailed up one bicep, across my shoulders, and down the other bicep.

“I know you said tattoos weren’t for you,” she said quietly. “But you’d look amazing with them.”

“I don’t look amazing now?” I asked and laughed. I made sure to tense every single part of my body, and I could only imagine that her eyes might’ve landed directly between my legs to the ridiculous length of me that always made her back arch and her eyes close.

“I didn’t say that, Utah.”

Christ.

She wasrightin front of me. Somehow below me. Her hands pushed my knees further apart and I felt her entire body move forward between my legs. The metal stud from her tongue at the base of my dick the next second was probably the closest I’d ever get to knowing what heaven felt like.

“These veins look like they’re here just for my tongue to follow them,” she said quietly. Her tongue traveled my full length from base to tip several times while I died a slow death. When her tongue disappeared, it was because she’d stopped to spit on the head, and then she added both fucking hands.

CHAPTER FIFTY

memphis

Iwas insanely proud of myself when Utah’s head dropped back, and he groaned. I expected him to be disappointed that I didn’t have a fucking clue how to really suck his dick, and realize I was actually completely terrified of trying such a thing. Logistically, there was no way it would work. He was huge—and my mouth was not. I had no experience where a dick in my mouth was a positive thing. None at all. My first attempt at such an undertaking probably had no business being when Utah was blindfolded and handcuffed.

The groaning and the sighing that he was doing suggested he really didn’t mind much at all that I was mostly using my hands with just my mouth around the tip of him. And the sounds coming from him made me shockingly impatient.

It was probably a dangerous thing that this man could groan and give everything between my legs a heartbeat of its own. I raised to my knees and unintentionally ended up kissing my way across every scar that was carved into the front of his body. I laced my fingers together behind his neck once I was standing and moved to straddle him and the entire chair. He damn near growled when I didn’t actually place him inside me, but instead moved my hips to drag myself up and down the very thick erection between us. Utah leaned forward until I heard the handcuffs clink when they were as far apart as he could get them, and I had to tighten my hold on the back of his neck to keep from falling right out of his lap. He stopped when his lips found their way to the sensitive skin between my neck and my shoulder.

“Tease me all you like this time, Memphis. Get it out of your system,” he whispered. “But you might want to remember that it’ll be my turn when these cuffs come off.”

The shiver that went down my spine rippled through my entire body. Utah must have also felt it, because he chuckled. I did want to tease him; make him squirm, make him wait.

I wanted every inch of him way more than I wanted to torture him, though.

I got ballsy really quickly with his words still bouncing around inside my skull. I reached between us to angle his dick toward me, and I lowered myself onto it that time.

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