Page 32 of Bastard

“Hell yeah, Sam. Take that dick.”

I kept a hold of her nipples when she licked the tip of my erection like a lollipop. Then slid even closer to the edge and pressed my thighs out wide so Sam had full access to my dick. And while I did love feeling her nipples between my fingers, I also enjoyed her hands being free to cup my balls and fist my cock. The tug sent a jolt through me. Then she fisted me with both hands, only sucking on the head. When she rode the toy she pumped her fists and sucked me down deeper.

“Fuuuuck. That feels real good. Real good. You’re sexy as hell, baby.”

She locked eyes with me again. The connection sent a shock through my system and made my dick jump in her mouth. She moaned when it did and the vibrations only added to the experience.

“Fuck that cock harder. Take it deep just like you take me.”

She rose up, moving one hand back to my balls, fisting my base, and sucking me as far down as she could. Stroking until I blacked out a little. Only then did she begin to ride the toy again. This time harder and faster, taking my dick along for the ride. When she came she moaned around me, but never stopped. When she was done she eased all the way down on it and stayed there, sucking me gently at first, then harder and faster.

Only thing was, even though this was amazing—a total treat—I really wanted to be inside her now. So I took her face in my hands. “Babe? I want to fuck you on that desk now.”

She sucked all the way down my length with a pop. “You don’t want me to finish you off?”

“Oh, you’re going to. But with my dick in your pussy as you come on me.”

“You’re always so greedy.” She clicked her tongue, but stood up, leaving the dildo behind and going over to the moderately clean desk. At first she leaned over, but that wasn’t what I wanted.

“Uh uh. You on the desk, legs spread, please.”

“Help me up?”

It was a tall desk, I had to admit. So I wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted her up onto the gleaming wood surface. “You are full of surprises, Samantha. Full of them. Thank you.”

Her eyes tracked me as I circled her. “You’re very welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“If your intention was to give me a memory of you reliving your memory so I can jerk off to it, then job well done.” I stopped beside her. Her nipples were hard in the cool evening air. I wanted to taste them.

So I did.

Sam writhed on the desk surface, arching her back, putting her breasts on full display for me. I sucked on them, massaged her breasts, felt my dick ache to be inside her already. “You know what might be fun?” I began opening drawers.

“What?”

“Ah. Perfect.” I held up a paperclip.

Her eyes rounded, but then she smiled. “I’m game.”

“Thought you might be.”

It took a few tries, but in the end I got her pretty nipples paperclipped just right. Not too tight that she was in pain, but not so loose they fell off. “Feel good?”

“Like they’ve got a direct line to my core.”

“Perfect.”

I pulled Sam to the edge and made sure we lined up for what I wanted to do. It wasn’t anything radical, but it was a little primal. I wanted it to work desperately. She was already breathing pretty hard since the paper clips were doing a lot of work. So I pushed inside fairly easily, taking up the space the dildo had previously occupied. She stretched around me easily, but also pressed back as her core muscles responded to the pleasure from her nipples.

“Just stay like that. No watching this time.” There were no pillows and the desk was hard. This time Sam would have to feel what I did to her without watching.

I finally slid home while staring at her hard nipples pointed straight up in the air. After a few test thrusts I took her hips in my hands and held her down, pressing her into the desk. There was no way she could move like this.

“Oh fuck that’s hot,” she whispered. “I’m your captive.”

“That’s right baby. I’m going to take what I want from you now. You good with that?”

“Oh god! Yes please!” Her channel squeezed me tight and all I did was tell her what was about to happen.

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