Next, his lips ghosted along her calf, peppering the toned muscle with butterfly nips and kisses as his journey lead him upward until he reached the juncture of her leg and hip. There, he paused to give her tattoo a few nibbles.
He heard her barely-there whisper as he blew warm breath over her center to the opposite leg. This time, he worked his way down, lavishing it with the same attention he gave the other. This time, he was rewarded with a small moan when his tongued dipped into the bend of her knee.
The feel of his chest hair tickled her thighs as he crawled up her body. He dropped a kiss over her sex before peppering her stomach with soft, whispery kisses. He explored every inch of her belly, licking around her indent, nipping his way from one lush hip to the other.
Rubbing her thighs together, she could feel her arousal as his tongue darted between her ribs. In a soft whisper she called out his name as his nose bumped the underside of her breasts, and he blew cool breaths over the warm flesh covering her heart.
Slowly, his lips covered her nipple, circling the taut peak with his tongue before taking the nub into his mouth. Sucking till it puckered, he let the nipple slide out and make a popping sound.
Ariana arched her back, trying to get closer, but she couldn’t. Something was preventing her from doing so. The sensation of him sucking on her other nipple was sharper than before. Again she tried to move, and couldn’t. As the sting of his teeth biting her ran through her body, her eyes flew open.
“Ouuch...”
“Took you long enough to wake up,” he said with that damn smirk of his.
She then understood why she couldn’t move. He had her wrists bound with her scarf and tied through a little hole in the bed’s headboard.
“What the fuck...” she scowled, trying to wiggle out of her restraints. “Why am I tied up?”
“Jon.” She moaned out, “untie me.”
“Hmm, no,” switching to give the other one equal attention. “This is all about you this morning.”
“Le… et… ” she hissed, “need to touch you, feel you.”
“Oh, you’ll feel me, I promise.”
Scraping the nub with his teeth, Ariana gripped him with her legs, causing her wet sex to connect with his belly. Just the thought of how hot and wet she was for him made his cock harden. Placing one last kiss on her breast, he unhooked her legs and scooted back.
“Hold on, Crash, the real fun begins now,” was all he said before parting her swollen folds and exposing her hot, wet pussy.
She purred in satisfaction when his tongue brushed over her clit in one broad stroke. Teasing. Suckling. He played with her in a languid, lazy pace.
Writhing and twisting, she pushed her hips against his face urging him to go faster. But he just ignored her demands and continued to savor her until no crevice or tiniest detail of skin was unexplored.
“Jon, please.” She tugged at the scarf and arched off the bed, but his hands gripped her waist and pushed her down.
“Mmm, so sweet.” Jon’s tongue lapped up her juices, savoring every drop as his lips sucked at her opening.
Her thighs pressed against his cheeks, her feet stroked his back. He could never get enough of her. Trying to relieve some of his own pressure, he ground his hips against the sheets.
“Please.... Please... Please...” she chanted over and over.
“Baby, I’m just getting started.”
Just when she thought she could bear no more she felt him plunge one, then another finger deep into her core. Holding them there, torturing her.
“For fuck’s sake! Let! Me! Come!”
In and out he kept the same tempo with his tongue and fingers. Clamping around him, she tried to keep him inside making her body burn on that edge of sweet release, but he wasn’t ready to let her have it. Adding a third digit, he tapped and brushed that inner spot playing her body like his favorite Takamine, knowing exactly what notes made the most beautiful music.
Digging her heels into his back at the overload of sensations. She felt her body soar in a whirl of exploding bliss as his mouth latched on her tiny pearl, sending her fling over the plateau as her climax tore through her body.
Her repeated cries of yes echoed as her body’s release coated his hand and face, telling him she had let go completely, and he worked happily, swallowing every last drop.
The bed dipped as he crawled up her body leaving soft, wet kisses along the way. Opening her eyes to find cerulean eyes filled with desire looking down at her, his lips and face shining with her very essence.
Lowering his body, he slanted his mouth over hers and kissed her. Over and over. Her flavor mixed with his musky scent was heavenly, that she could feel her arousal starting again.
She tugged her arms one last time and the pressure on her wrist was gone. With her hands released from their bonds, she slid her fingers into his hair and rolled him, never breaking the kiss.
Reaching between them she grabbed his cock, lining it up with her sheath. She was still so wet, Jon slid in easily, despite the tightness that remained from her orgasm.
Not sure he could last long enough to bring her off once more, he grasped her hips, slowing her movement.
“Ari... together.” He moaned out.
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Sit up.”
“Mmm...” She felt him slide deeper as she did.
With Jon’s hands on her waist, he helped her move evenly up and down. The sound of their skin slapping together. How hard he was inside of her, how wet she was getting had her driving closer to the edge.
“Crash, I ..." He trailed off.
She needed more. Removing one of her hands from his chest, she dipped beneath where they were joined and began stroking her clit with the same speed of her hips. Ariana felt herself clench around him and ground faster.
“Ah... yes.... wait... just a little more,” she moaned.
He enjoyed watching her like this; her head thrown back, hair tickling his thighs, her full breast bouncing up and down while she rode him.
“God Crash, you 're so fucking beautiful like this. Me buried deep inside while you play with yourself.”
“Morrrre.” She moaned unintelligibly.
“Tell me what you want.”
“Touch me.” Taking his hands, she placed them over her breast.
“Like this?” His palms cupped her breast, kneading them, as his fingers pinched her nipples.
“Yesssss ..." she answered, her voice warbling.
“Open those beautiful green eyes for me, Crash. Watch how crazy you make me.”
Her eyes locked with his as Jon’s orgasm overtook him, and he hollered out her name, filling her. It was just what she needed. Her body trembled as she soared right behind him. His hands moved from her waist, trailing up her back as she came tumbling down onto his heaving chest.
“Fuuuck!”
Jon chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “Amazing, wasn’t it?”
“We need to do that more often.” She sighed and rolled off him. “Next time, you get tied up.”
“Yeah, right.” His thumb and forefinger massaged the small of her back.
“Mmm, that feels good.”
“Close your eyes, sleepy girl.”
“Not sleepy.” She cuddled closer, resting her head on his chest. “I really missed this.”
“Missed what?” he asked softly.
“Just laying here, in your arms.”
“Me too.” He murmured, “Gonna close my eyes for a few minutes, then we can go get something to eat.”
The steady rise and fall of his belly, plus the gentle snore that escaped his mouth, made her peer up at him. He was asleep with his mouth ajar. Smiling, she pushed his chin up with her finger, closing his mouth and nestling against him until sleep overcame her.
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