Pressure was building inside, my orgasm coming on like a freight train. “Cody. Stop. I can’t take any more.”
He ignored me, thrusting his tongue inside my pussy and sucking my lips into his mouth. His fingers traced around my sensitive nub, not touching it, just hinting what it might feel like if he did.
“Suck my clit. Damn it. Suck my clit,” I gasped. “I need to come.”
“Not yet. Hold it,” he growled and circled my clit with his mouth. He bit down, and I cried out. He soothed the biting pain with his tongue, lapping around and over my nub.
My hips arched off the table and my restraints pulled tight, holding me spread wide for him. He pushed a finger inside me, then added a second, thrusting them in and out in time with the thrusts of his tongue.
Then a finger found my anus, a totally virgin area. He pressed a thick finger against that hole.
I froze, not sure what to do. Slowly he pushed his finger in. My ass burned from the intrusion. He bit my clit again. When I arched in response, he pushed his finger up to the knuckle.
“Damn. Damn,” I chanted.
The finger in my ass began to rotate, stretching tissue that’d never felt such a touch.
“Damn. Fuck me,” I demanded.
He gave a low, throaty laugh. “I’m not ready to fuck you, but I’ll give you something to cool you off.”
Something icy cold touched my abdomen for a second before cold champagne trickled over my pelvis and down between my folds. Cody’s mouth was positioned to catch the champagne, now infused with my creamy fluid.
“That help?” he asked with a smirk.
Help? Hell, it raised my temperature and shot volts of adrenaline racing through my bloodstream.
“We’re almost out of champagne. I wonder what the bellhop would say if he delivered more and found you stretched out like this? Would you like that? Would you like for other men to see you like this? They can, you know.” He nodded toward the floor-to-ceiling windows.
I’d forgotten about those.
“Anyone can see in here. See you spread and pulled tight. Is that what you want?”
I shivered from excitement and arousal. I licked my lips and croaked out, “Cody.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Of course, since I’m so famous, I’ve made sure to keep my face turned away from any prying eyes.” He chuckled as he picked up the telephone on the bar and punched some buttons. “Yes, we need another bottle of Krug. No, make that two more bottles. Yes, I need them delivered immediately,” he said, staring me in the eyes, daring me to object. “Thank you.” He hung up. “Room service is on the way.”
He drank the last of the Krug and twirled the neck of the bottle in the ice water. “But I think we can still have some fun with this empty.” He traced my slit with the icy neck of the bottle a couple of times.
I hissed and moaned. “Fuck.”
He twirled the bottle in the ice water again. I expected him to rub me again, but instead, he slid the frigid glass dildo inside me. My pussy throbbed against the intrusion. The bottle was so cold, and I was so hot. My cream coated the makeshift dildo as Cody fucked me. I rocked my hips in time to the rhythm he set, letting my climax come closer. As I neared the peak, the doorbell rang.
Cody pulled the bottle from me and grinned. “More champagne for the birthday girl. Do you want me to let the server through the door? He could lick you, too. We both could take you at once. Would you like that? One in your cunt and one up your ass? Or I could watch as he fucked you raw.”
I shook my head. “No. Just you. Just you, anywhere you want.”
He gave me that satisfied smirk again, letting me know he was enjoying my torment, and went to the door. He didn’t let the server in. I don’t know if the guy could see into the room or if my pussy reflected off the windows, but just the thought sent a torrent of liquid from me.
Cody came back and shoved both bottles into the ice. “I decided not to share. But I think
He ignored me, thrusting his tongue inside my pussy and sucking my lips into his mouth. His fingers traced around my sensitive nub, not touching it, just hinting what it might feel like if he did.
“Suck my clit. Damn it. Suck my clit,” I gasped. “I need to come.”
“Not yet. Hold it,” he growled and circled my clit with his mouth. He bit down, and I cried out. He soothed the biting pain with his tongue, lapping around and over my nub.
My hips arched off the table and my restraints pulled tight, holding me spread wide for him. He pushed a finger inside me, then added a second, thrusting them in and out in time with the thrusts of his tongue.
Then a finger found my anus, a totally virgin area. He pressed a thick finger against that hole.
I froze, not sure what to do. Slowly he pushed his finger in. My ass burned from the intrusion. He bit my clit again. When I arched in response, he pushed his finger up to the knuckle.
“Damn. Damn,” I chanted.
The finger in my ass began to rotate, stretching tissue that’d never felt such a touch.
“Damn. Fuck me,” I demanded.
He gave a low, throaty laugh. “I’m not ready to fuck you, but I’ll give you something to cool you off.”
Something icy cold touched my abdomen for a second before cold champagne trickled over my pelvis and down between my folds. Cody’s mouth was positioned to catch the champagne, now infused with my creamy fluid.
“That help?” he asked with a smirk.
Help? Hell, it raised my temperature and shot volts of adrenaline racing through my bloodstream.
“We’re almost out of champagne. I wonder what the bellhop would say if he delivered more and found you stretched out like this? Would you like that? Would you like for other men to see you like this? They can, you know.” He nodded toward the floor-to-ceiling windows.
I’d forgotten about those.
“Anyone can see in here. See you spread and pulled tight. Is that what you want?”
I shivered from excitement and arousal. I licked my lips and croaked out, “Cody.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Of course, since I’m so famous, I’ve made sure to keep my face turned away from any prying eyes.” He chuckled as he picked up the telephone on the bar and punched some buttons. “Yes, we need another bottle of Krug. No, make that two more bottles. Yes, I need them delivered immediately,” he said, staring me in the eyes, daring me to object. “Thank you.” He hung up. “Room service is on the way.”
He drank the last of the Krug and twirled the neck of the bottle in the ice water. “But I think we can still have some fun with this empty.” He traced my slit with the icy neck of the bottle a couple of times.
I hissed and moaned. “Fuck.”
He twirled the bottle in the ice water again. I expected him to rub me again, but instead, he slid the frigid glass dildo inside me. My pussy throbbed against the intrusion. The bottle was so cold, and I was so hot. My cream coated the makeshift dildo as Cody fucked me. I rocked my hips in time to the rhythm he set, letting my climax come closer. As I neared the peak, the doorbell rang.
Cody pulled the bottle from me and grinned. “More champagne for the birthday girl. Do you want me to let the server through the door? He could lick you, too. We both could take you at once. Would you like that? One in your cunt and one up your ass? Or I could watch as he fucked you raw.”
I shook my head. “No. Just you. Just you, anywhere you want.”
He gave me that satisfied smirk again, letting me know he was enjoying my torment, and went to the door. He didn’t let the server in. I don’t know if the guy could see into the room or if my pussy reflected off the windows, but just the thought sent a torrent of liquid from me.
Cody came back and shoved both bottles into the ice. “I decided not to share. But I think
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