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his body and sat on his chest, just out of reach of his mouth.
    “Oh, come on, play fair. You can’t sit there and expect me to not want to lick you.”
    I reached over him and grabbed my final toy—the cherry on the cake to his look. “I would say watch me but…”
    He pouted as I put the blindfold on. “You’re mean. You’re going to pay for this.”
    I leaned into his ear, whispering, “As are you for your sexist remark, Mr. Connors.”
    Finishing my point with a nibble of his earlobe, I sat back up, grinning as I began my torturous assault on him.
    I moved off him and leaned over to the bedside drawer that housed my stash of toys. I grabbed a long white feather and grinned. I moved back next to him and waited several seconds. He knew I was there, knew I was going to touch him. It was just a matter of when and how.
    His lips parted after a few seconds and his chest began to rise and fall with shallow breaths. Anticipation heightened everything. I trailed the tip of the feather across his stomach and stifled a laugh as he jerked. The rope attached to the restraints creaked from the sudden tug on them. I left it a few seconds before repeating the gentle touch over his chest, achieving the same reaction.
    I smirked to myself. This was going to be a fabulous night. I repeated the process over every inch of him, enjoying every second of his trembling body. The whispering moans leaving him every minute or so only excited me more.
    I put the feather down and ran my nails along his inner thigh, biting my lip in delight when he jumped with a groan of pleasure. Skirting across his loins, I traced my fingers along his other thigh and then over the rest of his exquisite body.
    Now satisfied with his excited shivers, I sat between his legs, tracing the path of my nails with my lips. Squeaking rope combined with a few choice words floated through the air as he shuddered beneath me. I worked my way up and down his fine form before leaving him wondering for a brief moment once more. And then I cupped him in my hands.
    He juddered and pulled against his restraints, moaning with heavy breaths. I massaged him between my fingers with a slow, gentle kneading. His mind busy with that, I leaned forwards and kissed my way along the grooves of his groin—careful to avoid touching his excitement.
    I kissed my way down his loins, not able to take my eyes off the sexy V pointing towards my prize. But that could wait for a while longer. Instead, I replaced my hands with my mouth and clasped his tight skin between my lips. I took my time to draw patterns on him, sucking on him to keep the skin as loose as possible.
    He jerked and a resounding snap pinged through the air along with a hiss from between his lips. “Fuck.”
    I smiled and let go, kissing his thigh as I teased my way up to the main prize. I traced my tongue around his length before treating him to the knowledge I had no gag reflex.
    “Jesus Christ, Kyra.”
    I parted my lips and smiled at his hoarse voice and heaving chest. I tormented him with my tongue whilst my hand stroked him at the same time. He squirmed, his hips bucking under my touch. Swear words murmured through the air every few seconds.
    “What the fuck are you doing to me?”
    I grinned, flicking my tongue over his end as I released him from my hold. “Making you feel good?”
    He nodded, his teeth biting into his lip as a groan rumbled in his throat.
    A wicked smile passed over my lips as I straddled him, removing the blindfold. He blinked a few times, his eyes settling on me with an animalistic hunger. I held his eye contact and slipped my index finger inside my mouth. I left my lips open as I wrapped my tongue around it, treating him to the view of what I’d done to him only moments ago.
    His body tensed and he drew in a deep breath. I licked my lips and threw my head back, trailing my finger down my body. I skated over my chest before placing it back in my mouth. I ran my free hand through my hair and allowed