My Rajasthani Moon tour officially finished on Friday, but I'm giving readers an extra day or two to catch up before I pick my winners. You'll find direct links to all the tour posts (including bonus posts) at the end of today's entry.
Meanwhile I've got one last excerpt for you - a rather filthy bit of BDSM that includes the briefest of kisses.
Leave a comment (with your email) and I'll add that as an entry for the tour grand prize!
And don't forget to visit Blisse Kiss Central for more sexy snoggery!
“Are you sure you can you take it, Cecily?” Amir taunted. He didn’t wait for her answer, though. His probing fingers disappeared from her rear, to be replaced by a hard, solid bulk that felt much, much larger. He rubbed it back and forth across her sphincter, letting her feel how well lubricated it was, then pushed.
For a moment, nothing happened. An awful pressure built against the loosened ring of muscle. “Ooh…Aye…”
“Open for me, pet. Let me in.” She wanted to open to him, she really did. The plug was just too big, though. There was no way it could ever make it inside. And it hurt, stretching her tender orifice as he increased the pressure, unyielding, relentless…
Amir relaxed for an instant. She sucked air into her lungs, hovering between relief and regret. Then he gave a vicious thrust and the obscene thing breached her portal, filling her with shameful delight.
At the same instant, the devil twisted her clit, sending her crashing into climax.
Cecily released a wail that echoed from the high ceilings. Convulsions racked her body—she would have tumbled off the bench had she not been secured. Fire raced back and forth in a circuit from her arse to her clit and back again. Pleasure and pain reverberated through her, each stoking the other.
Amir didn’t touch her again until she lay quiet, shivering and gasping like a beached fish on the sweat-slicked leather. Then he pushed the plug deeper into her rear channel, scraped his fingernail over her clit, and sent her back into awful, glorious crisis.
“No more,” she begged, when she recovered from her latest spend. “I can’t bear it.”
“Enough?” Amir’s mockery had no power to touch her. She was too far gone to care. “Are you sure?” Very, very gently, he ran a slick finger through her folds, drawing her just to the edge. The plug seemed to vibrate inside her, though she was fairly sure the device wasn’t motorised.
“Enough for now,” she replied, her voice weak as a ghost’s.
He crouched by her side, blocking the view. “You’re doing well, pet.” When he brushed his lips across hers, her pussy clenched around emptiness and she thought, for an agonised instant, that she’d come again. “I’m going to leave you for a while, here with the plug in your anus, so that it can stretch you out. Just an hour or so.”
“An hour? Oh no—no, please don’t go away…I don’t want to be alone, Amir, not when I’m bound. Remember what happened last time…”
His handsome face darkened briefly before he nodded. “Very well. Let me go get the book I’m reading, then I’ll stay with you until it’s time to remove the plug.”
“Thank you,” Cecily breathed, closing her eyes. Her limbs felt like jelly. Indeed, she was glad to have the security of the bonds, just as Amir had promised. “Thank you, sir.”
Here are direct links to all the posts in my tour. Every comment (with your email) counts as an entry toward the $50 grand prize!
June 11 - Bonus
June 18 - Bonus
June 18 - Bonus