Follow You Down by Hot Tree Editing, K. B. Webb Page B

hard and fast, thrusting into her wet mouth. She drinks every little drop that I offer her. When she is done, she licks me from my balls up to the head of my dick, cleaning off anything that might be left.
    “How was that?” She is still on her knees, staring up at me while I pant, trying to catch my breath.
    I laugh slightly. “Red, that was fucking phenomenal.” She smiles with pride. I grab the tops of her arms and help her into a standing position. “Are you ready for the fun part?”
    She sucks in the corner of her lip and bites on it nervously before she nods.
    I turn her around and walk her toward her bed, bending her over the end of it; her wrists still tied together behind her back.
    I spank her, hard. She bucks and lets out a scream that is a mix of pleasure and pain. I see a red mark begin to appear on her perfect white skin. I can already feel myself getting hard again. I slap the other cheek and get the same reaction from her and the same beautiful red tint to her skin.
    I drop to my knees, kissing the marks I just made before biting into her supple pale flush. She moans and arches her back, sticking her ass out even more.
    “You like that, Red?”
    “Mm-hmm.”
    “Excuse me?” I bite a little harder and hear her moan and exhale quickly.
    “Yes, sir. I fucking love it.”
    I nip and kiss at her sweet ass while running my finger up the front of her. “Fuck me, you’re wet.” She’s drenched. Sweetness is running down her legs. I love that fucking me with her mouth turns her on so much. My pleasure is her pleasure and hers is mine.
    I take turns rubbing her throbbing clit and fucking her with my fingers while I place my mouth on every inch of her ass. She wants to come. I can hear it in the sweet sounds flooding from her mouth, and feel it in the way her body is reacting to my touch, but I won’t let her yet. No, we need to have some fun first before she gets that pleasure.
    I remove my hands and mouth from her, and stand up, taking a step back. She lets out a sound of disapproval. I laugh, “Not yet, Red, but I promise, when you do come, it will be worth the wait.”
    I untie her hands and turn her around to face me. My fingers are still drenched in her sweet taste. I run one across her bottom lip, and to my surprise, she flicks her tongue out to lick it. “You like the way you taste, Red?”
    Before she has a moment to answer, I drop to my knees, devouring her pussy and licking every bit of her I can. After a few moments, I stand back up and place my mouth on hers, forcing my tongue inside. I want her to taste how sweet she is. Her hands thread in my hair and she arches her body against me. I want to fuck her, ravage her from the inside out. But first, I want to play with her. Push her to the brink of ecstasy until she is begging for more.
    I grab the backs of her legs and throw her on her bed. She lands with a soft thud and a bounce. “Scoot to the middle.” She does as she’s told without question. I grab the restraints and the blindfold and crawl on top of her.
    I tie each wrist and ankle to one of the four posts of her bed; then I stare at her, just taking all her beauty in.
    She is bound, red hair falling to the side onto a pillow, chest heaving, skin flushed with desire and pussy pouring out her visible want for me. She is pure, sexual perfection.
    I lay my body over hers, taking her mouth again. After a few kisses, I rise up so I am looking her dead in the eye. “You ready to have some fun, Red?”
    With determination, she holds my stare. “Yes, sir.”

 
     
     
    I want to be fucked right now. Not sweetly made loved to, fucked, hard. Being tied up gives me an odd sense of power. Physically, I can’t do anything, but I know that seeing me like this does something inside of Lucas. I have that kind of power over him and it’s exhilarating.
    He kisses me again and runs his hand from the side of my thigh, between my legs, up my stomach, finally landing on my breast. He stops kissing me