Free Coletrane by Rie Warren Page B

she moaned and shivered.
    “They look amazing on you, precious.” This particular design couldn’t pop off by accident.
    My favorites to use along with Thai clamps.
    I dipped my fingers into Sin’s pussy. She was dripping.
    Grasping her wrists together in my free hand, I quickly finger fucked her with her straining against my body. The clamps scraped across my chest, which pressed them harder into her delicate flesh.
    Her body bowed even more, a thick yell coming from her throat.
    I brought her right to the edge of a lightning fast orgasm . . . and stopped.
    “Oh, God . . . fuck !”
    Easing myself down to lie flat, I brought her over me until she straddled me. “Hold onto the headboard. Lean over me. Tits in my face.”
    Beyond caring, Sin dropped over me, grabbed hold, and presented me with the best goddamn present I’d ever seen.
    Sucking, biting, pulling, I made sure her nipples zinged with equal parts pleasure and pain. Her hips lowered to my belly, she grinded her wet pussy all over me as I feasted and teased.
    I pulled one of the clamps between my teeth. Kept pulling. The stinging pain released endorphins that made her pant.
    When I released it, her breast bounced back and she hissed.
    “Hurts a little?” I kissed the swollen nipple.
    “ Yessss .”
    “Feels good too?” I sucked on the other one.
    Sin bobbed her head, peeking down at me.
    Moving my hands up to her shoulders, I guided her lower so our faces met.
    After a quick kiss, I said, “Touch me.”
    She didn’t hesitate to bring her lips and teeth and fingers into play, slowly backing down my body as I basked in her attention. She licked my neck, my pecs, my nipples as her hands wandered to my biceps. She scratched lightly across the hilled muscle and I clenched them even bigger.
    Following the trail of hair that thinned from my belly button, she looked up at me with big green eyes. She lapped my stomach, pinching my nipples, tugging the barbells.
    “Like this?” she asked.
    “Fuck, Sin. Yeah. Whatever you want.” I grunted.
    My breath came fast and hard the farther she got down my stomach. I spread my legs wide for her to move between them, my knees raised as she worked that luscious body lower.
    Finally, my thick shaft hovered beneath her face.
    “How do you feel about blowjobs?” I asked.

Chapter Seven
     
     
     
    “I NEVER REALLY . . . ”
    “Never done it before? Never liked sucking cock before?” I caressed Sin’s cheek.
    “I always feel self conscious.” Her head dipped, and her hair tickled my upper thighs.
    I groaned, reaching low to tilt up her face. Jesus Christ. She looked so good between my legs, naked, blushing, her lips soft and parted. Desperately rigid, my dick stood less than an inch from her mouth.
    “Do you feel insecure with me?” Curling up, I swiped the head of my cock over her lips.
    Her tongue flickered out. The pointed pink tip touched my frenulum.
    “No.”
    My balls shivered with heat. “Well, precious, you already got me so hard there’s nothing you could possible do wrong with me. I promise.” I reclined, my head resting on the raised pillows. “I want you to like sucking my cock, Sin. I want you desperate to get your mouth on it.”
    “I want to.” She licked her already glistening lips.
    “How are the clamps feeling on your tits?”
    “Huh?” She stared up at me.
    “Think about them swaying when you have my dick in your mouth, precious.”
    She wet her lips again.
    I rubbed my hand down my deeply clenching abdomen then raised my cock from its horizontal position. Hard as a timber beam, it was a solid weight in my hand. I brought the meat to her poised lips. And with my fingertips stroking across the wet tip, I pressed it against her chin.
    Her lips popped open as she gasped.
    I pushed my slick fingers inside her mouth, my eyelids shuttering as she suckled on them. Running my fingers through her hair, I held it out of the way so I could get a better visual as she took me inside. But not