Page 31 of Seductive Scoundrel

“Fiji,” she says. “I’ve always wanted to go. Besides, I won’t need it anyway. You can do whatever you want to me.”

There’s something about this woman that makes me want to beat my chest like a caveman and fucking conquer every square inch of her body. I cover the fact that I can’t think of anything to say by unbuttoning my shirt and watching her visceral response to the sight of my bare skin. I lose my pants so she can see the impressive erection I’m sporting, but keep my black boxer briefs on as an important reminder not to take what I want too quickly.

“You don’t even look real,” Mia moans, pulling against the restraint. “I want to touch you.”

“Soon,” I tell her, reaching into the bedside table to get a feather that I put there especially for her. She’s strung taut as a bow, and it would be easy to make her come repeatedly with my hands, mouth, and cock before losing myself inside her.

But I don’t want easy.

She struggles against the tie, trying to reach for me, and gasps at the pressure, her hips tilting and giving me a view of the wetness dripping down her thighs.

“Don’t move, Mia. You’ll hurt yourself.”

“Then fuck me,” she moans.

“I’ll decide when that happens.”

Kneeling beside her, I trail the feather along her neck and across her collarbone as goosebumps cover her skin. Her tits are a handful – bigger than I remember – but I use the feather to circle them and then tease her nipples that look hard enough to cut glass.

Her legs are restless, and she’s bucking her hips to try and get friction that just isn’t there. “Dean,” she moans and nothing has ever sounded hotter.

But it’s not anywhere close to a good enough beg to make me relent.

I want to touch her with every part of my body, so even though she thinks I’m torturing her, I’m in just as much agony. The pre-cum drenching my cock is proof enough. I’ve already waited so long for this woman – longer than my limited patience with the opposite sex would typically allow – but there’s something about her that demands to be savored.

I peel the drenched thong down her legs and my cock aches in earnest. The feather becomes an extension of my hand and trails along her ribs, across her abs, and down over the apex of her thighs.

She’s already spread her legs before she was instructed to, but since she’s not ready for full restraints, I let it go. Soon enough she’ll be spread eagle and unable to move anything with rope binds across that luscious chest, but tonight I need to move slowly.

As hot as she sounds moaning my name like an oath, she seems to realize it’s not going to work, so she changes up her strategy. “Please,” she begs. “I need you to touch me.”

“I am touching you.”

She writhes desperately when I use the feather to tease all over her pussy – except her clit, which I can almost see pulsing with need.

“More,” she gasps. “And…harder. God, I want you rough. I thought you’d be…”

“What?”

“Savage.”

I smirk. “This is a different kind of savage. And you need to be fully ready for when my cock drills that pussy until all you can do is scream.”

“Yes,” she cries. “Please, oh, please, Dean. I’ve never needed anything as badly as I need you right now.”

She’s getting better at the whole begging thing, but I’m nowhere near done. Mia couldn’t handle me at my worst – at least, not yet. Despite her gift of handcuffs, I wouldn’t be surprised if this was the first time she was ever restrained.

But Mia is an eager student. She’ll catch up.

The feather almost touches her clit, and her moan reverberates in the head of my cock. Mia’s face is flushed from thrashing, but if she thinks seeing her struggle will make me stop, she’s dead wrong. The view of those tits bouncing is enough to keep me going all night.

When I part her lips, the simple motion has her thighs shaking. I circle the tip of the feather around her clit and then draw slow, lazy circles across and around it. Her hips tilt and I know she’s right there, so of course, I stop.

“No!” she screams, tears of frustration pooling in her eyes that are black with desire.

I use the feather to tease up and down her tensed thighs while her greedy cunt pushes towards me. Maybe I should reconsider testing her boundaries and tying up those legs.

Instead, I kneel between her legs and pull my cock out, unable to hold back a laugh when her jaw drops.

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