In the Room

The sight of Mia standing there blindfolded, her body trembling slightly either through nervousness or anticipation, made Sam’s cock harden even more beneath his trousers. She was chained to the celling, her hands spread slightly above her head, her legs at hip width, though he hadn’t fastened her ankles. He’d save that for another time. If he didn’t move to her soon, he would explode before he could get his slacks down.

With each breath she took, her breasts lifted and fell. Her nipples were hard and elongated. He wanted to suck them, to pull them between this teeth and listen to her moan with a mix of pain and ecstasy as he ran his tongue along each peak, sucking her deep into the back of his mouth.

That would have to wait as well. The moist mound between her legs was calling to him. All night long, she was all he could think about. Denying himself any longer could push him over an edge he did not wish to explore.

Quickly, he unbuttoned his shirt, watching her bite down on her lower