Charity's Warrior by Maya James Page A

expected it, as I began to cum, he stopped, knowing my body as well as I know it myself. The withdraw rocks me. Justin is up, moving again, off the bed this time and I have no idea where he is, what he will touch next. I have been cumming now for at least twenty minutes without being allowed to fall over the edge, and I am ready to go insane, my body is one huge orgasm waiting to happen.
    He grabs my breast, tweaking my nipple in his fingers and then licking it quickly before disappearing again.
    Fingers slid into my heat, pumping in and out, making sure to keep me close. His hand smacks both my thighs, making them tingle and rubbing it in.
    I can't even talk at this point. I'm just moaning and writhing against the restraints.
    "Are you ready to cum?" he asked.
    I moaned my answer.
    His tongue started down near my ass, slipping along the sensitive skin below my opening, and then into me. It ran to my clit and flicked it, then left me. His fingers came back, rubbing my clit vigorously as I scream.
    "Should I let you cum this time?" he asked.
    I actually started to cry. I need to cum so bad I am in tears.
    The bed jerks and he is on me—in me. His stiff cock glides in and out like a machine, and he had one hand on my clit at the same time, rubbing hard circles in the wetness.
    "Cum!" he demanded. "Cum with me now!"
    Finally, he let me crash over the edge, my pussy clenching at his hardness, squeezing it tightly, but unable to stop its motion. This desperate climax is coming from inside me and my clit at the same time, but it feels more like my entire body is cumming. Every inch of me is exploding ecstasy, convulsing in a long, intense spasm. I am screaming, loudly this time, this was neighbors calling the police screaming.
    Justin was growling and screaming with me, exploding inside me. The sheath of muscle that covers him is flexing and twitching around me.
    Usually, a strong orgasm makes my legs tighten and close, but the silk ties are preventing that, leaving me exposed to his fingers still strumming my clit. My whole body is convulsing and clenching, muscles squeezing to the explosion of the release.
    Finally!
    Finally!
    Finally!
    It took me, swept me into the crashing wet heat, and my cries slowly died into moans.
    Justin is barely able to move now, the thrusting of his hips becoming an involuntary twitch, and he took his hand off my clit. I heard it land on the bed beside me to help hold him up. The blindfold had been sexy and wonderful until now. I wanted to see his face, watch his expression of ecstasy, see his body shaking and spent as it hovers over me, pumping out the last of his energy.
    He collapsed, doing his best not to put his full weight on me as we both lay there trying to catch our breath. His slightly softened member slides out of me, the sensation making him convulse again.
    I decide not to be embarrassed by the crying. He should take it as a compliment for the very best orgasm I've ever even dared imagine.
    "It can only go downhill from that," I said as my breath returned.
    Justin laughed. "Don't be so sure," he said. "I have a lot of tricks in my bag."
    I laughed with him, and also understood that it was not just a joke.
     
     
    I'M FEELING PARTICULARLY SASSY today. Some of my girl parts, as well as my wrists and ankles, are just sore enough to be a wonderful reminder of Justin fucking the sexual hunger right out of me. For work, after a night like that, I put on new red and black do-me pumps from Michael Kors and a black Daine Von Furstenberg Rosita Lace dress from Barneys. I was borderline appropriate, but I was on the right side of the line.
    John Fillmore and I spent the entire morning together. He seemed pretty impressed with what I have accomplished already. Part of the morning he planned for us to review his calendar, but I had already done that, and set up reminders on mine. Instead, we spent some time making calls to a few of his key contacts and associates, introducing me and getting my contact