Sadie was a vision, the sight of her like a hard punch to my gut, driving all the air from my lungs.Her long dark hair fanned across her shoulders, a striking contrast against the milky paleness of her skin.With her hands bound to the bedposts, her rounded, upturned breasts jutted forward, and those large, peach-colored areolas strained toward me.“Peaches,” I rasped, watching the rise and fall of her breasts. Even her tightly beaded nipples were the color of peaches. They weren’t pink, they weren’t rose, they were peach and I couldn’t wait to taste them.My burning gaze raked over her body, taking in the slim waist that flared into lush curving hips. She watched me as I watched her, moving her legs, rubbing the wet slipperiness between her thighs.God. She was drenched, her juices seeping out of the smooth folds of her sex and my cock leaped at the generous evidence of her arousal.“You’re fucking beautiful,” I said roughly, before catching her mouth in a deep, hungered kiss, sucking her lower lip hard between my teeth, nipping erotically, holding her lip hostage before gently releasing it.Then I prowled down her body, watching her creamy tits jiggle enticingly as she struggled against the leather restraints.With my arms braced on either side, I dipped my head and ran my tongue along the fullness of her supple breasts.Her lips parted to release a soft sigh and she arched her back, impatient for more.At my own leisure, I laved at her succulent flesh, tracing the circumference of each breast.A series of lazy circles that slowly—gradually—spiraled inward toward the large discs of her areolas.Silky, wet, slippery circles.All the while, she watched me, her brilliant gaze tracking every movement I made.When finally I reached the stiff, throbbing peak of her nipple and flicked my tongue across the distended tip, she cried out, incoherent with sharp delight.Her wrists jerked, straining against the leather cuffs as I took her nipple into my mouth, gently sipping the tender bud between my lips until I heard her moan deep in the back of her throat.Then I tugged lazily at the sensitive crest, watching her nipple protrude, then lengthen before returning to capture it in my mouth.Again and again, I suckled her succulent breasts, then tugged lazily away at her nipples, my gaze hypnotized each time her tits swayed upon release.By the time I was done, the peaks were damp and swollen from my tender assaults.My cock was already heavy and hard for her, the slit gleaming with a bead of semen as I paused to take my fill of her—bound to the bedposts, breasts heaving, nipples engorged, skin flushed with arousal, eyes shimmering with lust as her juices wept from her pussy.She held my gaze, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips.
