Page 67 of Unfolding Kiara

I didn’t but the thought of Ethan tying my legs apart and baring me to him for hours to no end as he teased and tortured me to his liking turned me on, making me squirm. But a sharp swat on my inner thigh snapped me out of my head. I looked at Ethan who was inclining his head, his hand massaging the stinging skin on my thigh making me sigh.

“You are imagining it, aren’t you, Bella?” he asked, his voice smoky as a smirk tugged his lips. “You would love being tied up by me. Letting me tease and use this pussy of yours however I want. Spanking it . . .” My entire body flamed with lust at his words as he slowly fucked my pussy. “Licking it and fucking it . . .” I gasped with each sharp thrust of his fingers, clenching my muscles. He slowly added, “Or inserting a vibrator inside you and leaving you tied up on the bed.”

I shook my head. “Please, no.”

A small glint in his eyes told me he would do that, if needed. I gulped nervously, hoping he would make me come right now and not leave me with a vibrator.

I was waiting for his reply when Ethan leaned down and sucked on my clitoris, curling his fingers inside me, making a ‘come here’ motion as they scraped against my g-spot. I didn’t know what I was moaning or begging for him to let me come as I moved my hips toward him, his tongue flicking the sensitive nub.

“Come for me, Kiara,” Ethan said at last.

My resolve broke, and a loud groan escaped my lips when I orgasmed against his fingers, tongue, and lips. It felt like I was on the edge of the cliff and finally jumped, landing on the orgasmic clouds of cloud nine.

When I opened my eyes, I was panting and shivering. Ethan sucked soundly on my pussy, drinking my juices and dragging out my orgasm as long as he could. My mind was whirling with dizziness as exhaustion hit my body, making me sleepy while he pulled out his fingers and sucked them clean.

A hum escaped my lips when he hovered above me, capturing my lips in a tantalizing kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. He held my hands, kissing each wrist and massaging them with his fingers. I almost cried at the gesture.

Ethan gathered me in his arms as he tucked my hair back and pecked my forehead, “You did so well, Bella. Watching you come apart was breathtaking.” He kissed my lips again, pulling the blanket over us as his hands continued to massage my waist.

“How are you feeling?” he asked softly.

I smiled with half-lidded eyes, “Like I am on cloud nine and . . .strange.”

He nodded, running his hand through my hair, making me melt in his arms, “During the entire scene, did you ever think about using your safe words?”

Opening my eyes, I looked at his face, which was a hair’s breadth away from me. I cupped his cheek and kissed his nose. “No, not even for a moment.”

Ethan sighed in relief when I ran my hand through his hair. “But promise me you will use your safe words when I push you too much, okay? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You can never hurt me, Ethan. And I promise I will use them when it gets too much,” I said truthfully.

A small smile appeared on his face, his eyes glittering with what I could decipher as happiness. “Good girl, now sleep. You must be tired.”

I pursed my lips and settled comfortably with him.

“Was that an order or a request?”

“Both. Go to sleep, Kiara.”

Now that was an order.

I smiled. “Okay, Big Daddy.”

Ethan pinched my butt, making me snicker as I watched him smile at me and snuggle me into his chest.

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