Happy
Sunday! As usual, I’ve got a kiss excerpt for you to enjoy today.
This one is short and sweet, from the story “Wired” in my newly
released collection of romantic kink, Hearts & Handcuffs.
Don’t
forget to visit Victoria Blisse at Snog Central, for lots more Sunday
smooching!
I
collapsed on his cable-wrapped chest, breathing his odor of sweat and
sandalwood. His cock nestled in my dripping pussy, still half-hard. As I
pressed my lips to the brown hollow at the base of his throat, I
wished, for a moment, that his arms were free so that he could
embrace me.
All
at once his computer emitted a loud beep.
We
both jumped. I laughed and pulled the gag from his mouth. He
sputtered a bit.
“The
backup process,” he said. “It's done.”
“Oh.
Should I untie you?” Now I felt oddly shy.
“Not
quite yet.” His eyes gleamed.
I
felt it again, the thrill of knowing that it wasn't just my pervy
mind directing this scene. He wanted what I had to give. He could
have stopped me, at the start or later. I'm strong, but no match for
a guy a head taller and forty pounds heavier than I am. He could
have escaped, even turned the tables on me.
But
he didn't. The thought made me dizzy with delight.
“Kiss
me, Liz. Please.”
His
full mouth beckoned. I didn't see any reason to refuse him.
“Thank
you,” he said when I finally peeled my lips away from his. The
naked gratitude in his voice actually embarrassed me. I clambered off
him and started to unwind the cables.
“It's
just—I've wanted you for so long, Krishna.” I bent to untie his
ankles, not wanting him to see my blush.
“I
wanted you, too. I just couldn't imagine that you'd be interested
in—well, that sort of thing.”
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