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“Look at you,” he breathed, his eyes on every inch of me as I lay completely spread. I could feel myself getting flushed under his intense attention and tried not to avert my eyes from his. “I’m going to take my time with you.”
A whine escaped my lips; I didn’t want him to take his time, I wanted him to ravish me. To take his hard cock, pressing against my soaked panties, and ram it hard and fast inside me. Instead, he slowly cupped my breasts, squeezing them appreciatively. After being teased, the feel of his strong hands was electrifying. I arched my back, encouraging him to keep going and to my relief, he obliged.
Matt left his hand on one breast, fondling it gently while his mouth found the other.
“Yes,” I gasped.
His tongue traced circles around my nipple before he grazed his teeth over it. His finger pinched the other nipple, stimulating both at once. I gyrated under him, trying to rub my clit against the hard bulge in his jeans but he pulled back an inch, not allowing me the relief. His mouth and hands continued to work on my sensitive breasts and I could tell he was enjoying himself, especially denying me an orgasm.
“Please,” I finally broke and began to beg him.
“Please what?” he replied, replacing his tongue with his other hand and rolling my nipple between his fingers.
“Please, Sir, I need to cum,” I made another attempt to grind against his bulge but he was out of reach. I pulled against the ropes in frustration.
“Hmmm,” he pondered. “Maybe this is another new thing for you to try.”
I looked up at him quizzically.
“Have you ever been edged before, baby?”
Edged? I thought to myself. The term was familiar and I vaguely knew what it meant, but I’d never tried it before. I felt the rope around my wrists and ankles and wondered if I’d maybe tried enough new things tonight. My pussy was throbbing with need and all I wanted was to be fucked raw by this stranger.
“What… what would it involve?” I questioned tentatively. He continued to play with my breasts, alternating between gentle massages and jolting pinches of my nipples. I tried to not be distracted.
“I would be in control of your orgasm,” he replied matter-of-factly. “I would take you to the edge but you wouldn’t be allowed to cum until I gave you permission.”
The thought was terrifying. But also… sexy? I didn’t know if it was because he’d already made me so horny but as I mulled it over, it undeniably turned me on. Besides, he was a stranger – we never had to see each other after this.
“Okay,” I nodded. “New things.”
He smiled and bit his bottom lip, his eyes trailing their way down my body again. There was something about feeling so desired by this man that made me wetter than I’d ever been before.
“My orgasms belong to you, Sir,” the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them; I’d never spoken this way to anyone before. Matt froze for a second before leaning down to kiss me slowly, his tongue running over mine.