Chapter 144 I'll need to make sure that I'm careful with how hard I push him, especially this first time, but I already have some ideas of what I want to do. As his pants drop to the floor, I slide my fingers over his perfect ass, watching his body shiver with the sensation. He kicks his clothes aside and stands, waiting for me as I come to stand in front of him. "Now take off my clothes," I tell him. "Slowly." He does, his fingers caressing my skin as he slides my t-shirt over my head.

He unhooks my bra, his fingers sliding over my arms as he pushes it off my body. Then he crouches in front of me, untying my shoes, then pulling them off, before unbuttoning my jeans while still crouched in front of me. I watch him, sliding my fingers through his hair as he carefully pulls my jeans and panties down, helping me to step out of them. "I want to kiss your pussy. I want to taste you," he says, staring at it.

"No," I tell him, putting my fingers under his chin with enough pressure to make him stand up. "Go lie on the bed, face up." While he does, I go to his closet and find two belts. If he wants. to give up control, this will be a very clear, consistent reminder that he's not in charge. ||| When I come back out, I show him the belts. "Put your hands over your head," I keep my voice soft but firm. He stares at the belts, then looks up at me.

Something flashes in his eyes before he complies with my request. He's struggling with this, but willing to trust me. When his hands are over his head, I use one belt to restrain his wrists, making sure it's tight enough that he can't get out of it, but not so tight that he'll rub himself raw. Then I use the second belt to strap his restrained hands to the headboard. The entire time I'm doing this, his eyes are on me.

I intentionally let my breasts hang in his face, hoping it will help him to focus on something other than what I'm doing. When I stand, I can see that his body is responding to my closeness. I take that as a good sign. I climb on the bed, straddling him and running my hands over his chest and stomach. "How is that, Sebastian?" "A bit intimidating, if I'm being honest." "Good. That's what I was going for." I can feel his cock getting harder underneath me while his heart rate is still going up.

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"You like twatch, right Sebastian?" I ask, my voice close to a purr. "Yes," he whispers. I smile, leaning in to gently press my lips to his before moving to the bed beside him. I sit on my knees by his face with my legs. spread wide so he can see me. "Don't take your eyes off me," I say and I begin stroking my FASH hands over my breasts, teasing my nipples until they are hard peaks, then sliding my hand down to my pussy that is already soaking wet. Yeah, I like being in control too.

I slide my fingers through my arousal and show him how wet I am. His cock twitches and his eyes darken. "Can you tell that I like being in control?" I ask him. "Yes," he says, his voice a raspy growl. " I like how honest you're being with me, Sebastian. Would you like to taste my arousal?" "Yes," he growls, more forcefully this time. He opens his mouth, and I slide my fingers inside. His heated gaze holds mine as he licks my fingers clean.

Christina When I pull my fingers out of his mouth, I go back to my pussy, beginning to rub my clit with one hand while teasing my nipple with the other. There's something powerful about watching a bound Sebastian staring at me as if I'm the watery oasis in the middle of is desert. His eyes are nearly black and whether he realizes he's doing it or not, he's licking his lips as he watches me.

I throw my head back as the orgasm hits me, not as strong as the ones he gives me, but stronger than the ones I've been able to give myself this week. I didn't realize I liked being watched while I touch myself. Or perhaps, it's just because it's Sebastian. I ride out the orgasm, my body jerking with aftershocks as I bring myself down. He growls, the bed jerking as he tries to free himself from his bindings. "No, no, no, Sebastian.

You are not in control here," I tell him, swiping a wet finger over his lips. He greedily sucks my finger into his mouth, moaning at my taste.