Free What Emma Craves by Amanda Abbott

tonight by Gillian. She says it’s a control thing, and I wanted to try it out.”
    “How long have you been strapped in?” He circled her slowly, grinning like a fool.
    “It was a little tough getting the hands done myself, but Gillian showed me a trick before she left. I heard the garage door open, and that was my cue to buckle in.” She smiled coyly. “So are you going to come on here with me or what?”
    “Oh, I’m going to come all over here. There’s no question about it.” Pete was mildly surprised at his wife’s demeanor change, but he wasn’t about to complain. He was going to take whatever he could get. “You look delectable kneeling there. How does this thing work?” He reached over and fingered the leather cuffs at her wrists as he climbed on the platform.
    “I’m supposed to take it however you want to give it to me. It’s mild BDSM, but it’s working for me. My nipples have been aching since I buckled myself in,” she said.
    “Well, then, I’m certainly going to start there.” They were on a circular piece of foam about the size of a twin bed but not as long. Pete gazed at Emma, his eyes roaming her body. She was perfection. Her skin was radiant, her breasts perfectly round with rosy nipples that jutted out deliciously, begging to be sucked.
    He leaned over, placing his lips close, almost touching one of the pert pink tips. Instead of closing his mouth around it, he exhaled like he was blowing out a birthday candle.
    “ Oh ,” Emma moaned, closing her eyes. “I think I’m going to like this. A lot. Not being able to move is making me wet.”
    Pete glanced up. “So you’re telling me you want me to keep teasing you?”
    “Yes, please,” she answered, her head tilting back toward the ceiling, her eyes still closed.
    “It’ll be my absolute pleasure.” Pete leaned in again, this time placing the tip of his tongue on a nipple, lightly flicking, but refraining from lapping and sucking like he wanted to. He felt Emma humming with need. After a minute or so, he moved to the other one and did the same thing.
    “Goodness.” Emma tried in vain to push her breasts closer to his mouth, but she could move forward only so much. “This is so intense. I just want you to suck them so bad!”
    Pete lifted his head and saw her eyes pinned on him, the desire unmistakable. “Just wait until I do this to your sweet clit,” he murmured, deliberately teasing her some more.
    “Oh, you wouldn’t do that to me.” Her breath came in short bursts. “That would be torture.”
    “Yes, and that’s exactly what you signed up for when you buckled yourself into this harness. There’s no backing out now.” He adjusted his position, turning so he was on his back. Emma was on her knees and couldn’t move, so he lined his head up beneath her delectable pussy. Once he was in place, he used his fingers to carefully part her folds so he could see how wet she was. “Holy shit, you weren’t kidding.” His dick throbbed in anticipation of sinking into her wetness. He licked the end of one of his fingers and placed the fingertip on her swollen bud, knowing it would be cool to the touch.
    Emma bucked above him, her hips jerking. “Pete!” She panted, “I can’t…you have to put your tongue in there. I can’t stand it! Please . Eat me, suck me, fuck me, but do something ! This is too much!” Her hips were rocking.
    Pete chuckled. “It completely turns me on that you’re at your limit already.” This was new territory for both of them. They’d never really done any kind of BDSM before. But he couldn’t say he hated it. All the waiting was making his dick ache more than it ever had. Then when he was done torturing her for a while, he was going to relish fucking her even more.
    He did as she asked, however, and ran his tongue over her core, flicking it back and forth over her wet clit.
    “ Ah !” Emma cried, her hips lowering, searching for his mouth. “More, more! I’m so close already. If you