happy. “Thanks.”
She wiggled against him, her gaze heavy with passion. “I want to see you lick his cock, Ryan.”
He strained to touch her, to do as she commanded, but he was stuck until she freed him. “Please, Mistress, let me make you come.”
“Oh, you will, but only after you’ve made Master Chris hard again after Tanya’s swallowed him down.”
Emma moved enough to the side that Ryan could see Tanya once again on her knees, wiggling and making happy noises while she lavished Master Chris’ cock with attention.
Ryan startled when Emma suddenly dropped down to her knees, but his pleasant fantasy of her taking him into the tight warmth of her mouth evaporated as she unbuckled his ankles, then massaged his calves.
Any remaining tension was gone from his body while his Mistress slowly unbound him, cosseting him while making sure he had good blood flow. Once she was satisfied, she helped Ryan off the cross then laughed when his knees almost gave out. She caught him before he face-planted with a soft giggle. “Easy there, stud.”
Happiness filled Ryan and he pulled Emma into a hug without thought, wanting to share this feeling of being loved, of belonging with her. She cuddled against him then sighed, a pleasant armful of woman who fit him perfectly. Humming low in his throat, Ryan ran his hand up and down the smooth expanse of Emma’s back, the silk of her skin begging for his touch. When he slipped his hand over her buttocks, he couldn’t help but grab a handful and give a good squeeze, earning him a none-too-gentle bite on his nipple from Emma.
“Don’t get too grabby. I’m not done with you yet.”
Ryan took this to mean that Emma wanted to do some more BDSM play with him, and he was all for it. Especially watching Master Chris slide his long dick in and out of Tanya’s willing throat, gently face-fucking his girl while he watched her as if she were the only thing in the world. In an instant, Ryan understood how much emotions factored into his sexual pleasure. The feelings that he shared with Emma heightened everything and made it more real, more intense. While Master Chris was a very skilled lover, and gave one of the best fucking blowjobs Ryan had ever had in his life, the simple act of holding Emma satisfied Ryan in a way that all the kinky sex in the world couldn’t touch.
Then Emma slipped her fingers between her legs and began to rub her clit.
“Shit,” she hissed against his chest. “I’m so turned on, Ryan. But no matter how many times I come I still want you, need you.”
“Let me fuck you.”
“Not yet.” She shuddered and rubbed harder, her arm flexing between their bodies when he pulled her close again. “I need to see you licking Master Chris.”
Ryan turned his head to watch Master Chris and Tanya while his Mistress continued to play with her pussy, driving him crazy as her hard nipples rubbed against his chest. “Anything for you, Mistress.”
With a startled cry, Emma stiffened, then shuddered through a small orgasm while Ryan tightened his grip on her. Her head had fallen forward, and when she went limp against him it was as if she’d been a marionette whose strings had suddenly been cut. Master Chris made a low, deep grunt that resounded through Ryan, the sound of a man gearing up for an orgasm. He turned and watched as Tanya jacked the other man off, tonguing his tip in a teasing way that seemed to snap Master Chris’ control. With a savage growl, the other man thrust into his girl’s mouth, choking her while she struggled to accommodate his length filling her throat.
It was such a harsh, rough move and Ryan could imagine what it would be like to feel a woman choking around his cock, the tight muscles convulsing.
When Master Chris threw his head back and roared out his orgasm, Ryan was pretty sure it was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen. Tanya sat on her knees with her hands behind her back and he could see the muscles of her throat working as she
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