Page 65 of Blackbeard
“Poor baby,” I murmured, glancing up at her with a teasing lick to her nipple. “I bet you couldn’t think about anything else all night after I left you on that balcony, dripping and empty.”
“Then you’d be fucking right,” Leigh said through her teeth. “Don’t you think you’ve made me wait long enough?”
I chuckled and locked the cuffs around her wrists, keeping her attached to the headboard.
“Too tight?” I asked.
Leigh shook her head, wiggling her fingers to show that her blood circulation wasn’t hindered. I trailed my hand down to cup her throat, tracing my thumb along that ribbon choker adorning the column of her neck.
“Open your legs for me, sweetheart,” I whispered.
Leigh parted her thighs, exposing that gorgeous pink pussy. While I stood over her, drinking in the sight of my naked wife, I turned on the vibrator, tracing it lightly over her clit.
Her bodystrainedat the contact. She planted her heels into the mattress, pushing her hips up toward the vibrator.
I pulled away and pinched her nipple in retaliation. Leigh swore, squirming to escape the relentless sting.
Settling on the edge of the bed, I guided Leigh’s legs over my lap. Then I wedged her thighs open with my forearm. She was so fucking wet that a pearl of cream seeped from her pussy, dripping onto my jeans. I could sink my cock into her right now, and she would easily take every inch with a sinful glide.
I teased at her pussy with two fingers, then sank deep, up to my knuckles. Adjusting my grip on the vibrator for a firm hold, I pressed it to her clit. Her walls squeezed and fluttered as I fingered her through the rumbling vibrations.
The prettiest flush of red spread across her chest, up her neck, coloring her cheeks. Leigh writhed, making the onslaught of pleasure worse. Her arousal coated my fingers, and her salty-sweet scent made my mouth water.
“Diego—fuck!” Leigh rasped.
I smiled and cranked the vibrator speed up by two notches. She flung her head back with a whimper, her body undulating desperately.
Her pussy clenched tight.
And I stopped—removed the vibrator, fingers frozen.
Leigh groaned with frustration, eyelids sliding closed.
“You’re a tease,” she growled.
“Say the magic word and I’ll let you come,” I replied.
Her throat worked as she swallowed. She was quiet for so long that I thought she would be too stubborn to give in.
“Fine,” Leigh bit out. “Please.”
I dragged my fingers in one slow, measured movement, nearly leaving her pussy entirely.
“Be more specific, sweetheart. Or you stay right there, all night long. I can take care of myself, but you—”
“Pleasemake me come,” she said, her voice tight.
“That’s better. Although you should be careful what you wish for, princess.”
Pushing the vibrator to top speed, I clamped it to her clit, curling my fingers up hard against her G-spot.
A wordless sound escaped Leigh’s lips, something like a strangled yelp. Her slick thighs trembled. I held her hips in place as she twisted mindlessly, but I didn’t let the vibrator stray from its position against her clit.
Leigh came hard and fast with a shout. A sheen of sweat slicked her body. I didn’t let up my relentless rhythm against her G-spot despite the cramp beginning to develop in my forearm.
She tried to wedge her heel against my thigh, but I shouldered her leg aside. Then I tap-tap-tapped the vibrator against her clit.
Leigh whined as a second orgasm crested through her, making her body arch off the mattress.
