95. Bound – Part 4

~ JESSE ~

My entire body hummed, pulsing in time with my heartbeat that was pounding rapidly, thudding in my ears and thrumming in my skin.

I’d never felt so alive—or vulnerable. It was a strange and heady mix. I wanted to be there with Cazz. There was something different in him today. Because of the night we’d had last night? Or because we were doing… this?

I didn’t know and that bothered me. But when he took off the blindfold I was reassured because his eyes were bright and his expression awed. He stared, drinking in the sight of me. With my hands bound, he pawed all over me, teasing, tasting, making every inch of my skin tingle. It was incredible.

He sat on the end of the bed with his knees wide. He had pulled me to stand between his feet and for a while he’d just been playing and kissing. But the truth was I’d come twice, but I still didn’t feel satisfied.

I wanted him. I wanted him inside me. I wanted his kiss on my mouth. I wanted him to hold me—and I wanted to hold him.

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