Page 78 of Unfolding Kiara

“You dirty fucking girl,” I growled, yanking her legs away, seeing how soaked she was, “You are so fucking wet.” I lapped my fingers in her slick juices as she raised her hips for more. I pulled away, giving a harsh spank to her pussy.

“Ah!” She cried out, trying to close her thighs.

I held them as I wrapped the rope around her ankles and tied them to each leg of the bed. She moaned and squirmed, trying to move her legs. I tied Kiara spread eagle on my bed, her eyes blindfolded and her silky dark hair sprawled across the pillows. Her lips were red like rose petals with a slight pink hue of blush on her cheeks and her slender neck. I trailed my eyes toward her perky breasts, the pair of dusky nipples poking the air with each heavy breath she took. Her stomach was taut and flat as her breathing grew heavier.

“Use your safe words when you need them,” I reminded her and took her bound wrists to bind them to the headboard. “I don’t want to hear you whining, or I will use a ball gag.”

“Ethan, please, no,” she said, shaking her head, her silky hair fanning out on my pillows.

She looked vulnerable and had willingly submitted herself to me. Knowing that I would cherish and worship this woman made me jizz in my pants like a high schooler. I shook my head. I couldn’t believe how much she affected me, even if she was doing nothing.

I kissed her soft lips, my hands wandering to her pebbled nipples. The sweet moans from her lips made blood rush to my nether region as I fondled and kneaded her breasts. I slowly caressed her soft mound before roughly groping it in a possessive hold. Instead of shying away from my roughness, she arched her back, all but thrusting herself into my hand. Kissing the nipple and twirling my tongue around the soft areola, I took her other nipple between my fingers and pinched harder until her moan turned into a hiss of pain. Kiara gasped, jutting her chest to me as I blew air on the red nub.

I repeated my actions on the twin until they were hard, slicing the air and red. I straddled her lithe body and moved my hands over her restrained arms, kneading the sore muscles when small breathy gasps escaped her lips. I wanted to try clamps on her tonight, but she was already riding on her subspace and I didn’t want to push her too far. I couldn’t believe how much my commands affected her. I always knew Kiara was submissive in bed and loved to be cherished and cared for.

Cupping her cheek, I asked, “Do you want some water?”

She cleared her throat and nodded. “Yes, thank you.”

After taking a sip from the water bottle, I held the back of her neck and pressed my lips to hers. She parted her lips for me and arched up when the water slid down her lips. She smiled up at me, my heart thudding loudly at the sight of her smile, her dimple poking her cheek. When I repeated it again, I heard her hands rattle with the bonds, wanting to touch me.

I pulled away to see her lick her lips. Some water had slid down her jaw, creating a small trail on her slender neck. Pressing kisses down her jaw, I licked it away, her soft mewls arousing me and making all the blood in my body run south.

Caressing her breasts, I asked, “Do you want more water?”

She shook her head, biting her lip from smiling as I kneaded, massaged, and warmed her skin. I couldn’t stop touching her. Her breathing grew erratic when I sweetly massaged her burning ass, her stomach, thighs, wherever I had flogged her. Her body relaxed, and she gave in to my touch. She was mesmerizing. I loved the curve of her body, the shape of her. I never wanted to stop touching her.

If only.

I wanted to lick away the red hues of the flogger on her thighs when I noticed the small sniffle. I stiffened and watched tears slide down her covered eyes as she turned her head, trying to hide away. I kissed her then, wiping away her tears and slanting my face so I could press my lips against hers. I caressed her hair, holding her cheek and deepening the kiss.

“Do you want to go further, Kiara?” I asked, brushing my thumb on her cheekbone, “You are already going down into your subspace, and I don’t want to take advantage of that.”

“Please don’t stop,” she whispered, her voice husky with the tears. “Why do I feel like crying?”

I kissed her once more and wiped away her tears. “Because none of your partners took care of you before fulfilling their needs. I love touching you, Kiara. You are breathtaking, tied up, and soaking wet for me. I wish I could never stop touching you.”

A low growl emitted from me when I ravished her soft golden skin with my hands, squeezing, fondling and spanking her. My mouth kissing, biting, and licking the scorching skin. She writhed beneath me, tugging at her bonds and moaning my name when I licked the valley between her breasts.

A surprised moan escaped her lips when I lowered myself and tapped her dripping pussy. Smirking, I squeezed and kissed her inner thigh, her body shaking with need.

“Ethan . . . please, I want you!”

My hands slid down between her legs, so close to her aching sex. “I want you too, Bella. Have patience.”

She nodded. I admired her courage for taking the scene so far and moved my face closer to her dripping core. Her breathing was labored when she felt my breath fan over her dripping pussy. My tongue licked her slicked lips, flicking her swollen nub as I tasted the sweet yet tangy nectar between her thighs.

“Fucking delicious,” I grunted and held her thighs. I kissed and teased her lips, making her body writhe in pleasure when I let my tongue wander inside her, moaning at the taste.

“Oh, Ethan,” Kiara moaned. Her entire body was quivering with pleasure, her cheeks flushed, breasts red, stomach taut and her legs shaking vigorously.

“Don’t come, Kiara. You are not allowed to until I say so,” I growled in a low voice and smacked her wet sex before plunging two fingers in her clenching pussy, moving them in and out. Her hips arched, wanting and craving more.

Leaning down, I licked her clit, sucking the tight nub in my mouth and giving it tiny flicks in different patterns. My fingers fucked her clenching sex and before I knew it, she had exploded in my hands with her intoxicating musky scent surrounding me. I let her ride out of her aftershocks, a whimper leaving her lips when I pulled out my fingers.

“You didn’t ask for my permission, Kiara,” I said, sucking her juices clean from my fingers. My cock pressed against the zip of my pants, begging to get free.

She breathed, “I couldn’t hold it, Ethan.”

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