Free Doris O'Connor by Riding Her Tiger

and into her wet pussy folds. He fed it through her legs and grabbed the other end, tightening the belt until it dug into her tender flesh and bit into her clitoris. When he moved the length of leather back and forth slowly, Estelle groaned long and hard, as her clit clenched and quivered, and her body shot back up each rung of pleasure with lightning speed. Nathan caught the groan in a tender kiss and stepped up his speed. Estelle yanked at her restraints, her hips moving of their own accord, and when he finally whispered his assent for her to come, Estelle's body splintered into waves upon waves of release shuddering through her. Nathan released the belt, and the few sharp slaps of leather against her ass cheeks sent forth another ripple of release rushing through her.
    She was dimly aware of her arms being lowered and the sensation of being lifted and moved. She snuggled into Nathan's reassuring warmth as he took the stairs two at a time, and in no time at all the cool feel of satin sheets soothed the sting of her ass cheeks as he lowered her carefully onto the king-size bed dominating his bedroom. She didn't take much else in, her attention too focused on the fact that Nathan was undressing. He shrugged out of his shirt in record time, and Estelle let her eyes roam freely over his broad shoulders, impressive pectorals and tight abdominals, the muscles rippling with the movement of his body. He was leaner than his brother, the only sign of his tiger a simple paw print on his left bicep.
    A fine dusting of hair covered his torso trailing down into the waistband of his trousers, where he was slowly undoing his zipper.
    Without thinking she leant forward and stilled his movements with her hands. His cock jerked underneath the fabric, and Nathan sucked his breath in sharply. She looked up at him from underneath her lashes to find him watching her. The heat in his sent her body climbing again and her heart clenched. God , she loved him so much.
    She'd never said it out loud, but the words could not be contained anymore.
    "I love you."
    The hands under hers jerked upwards and grabbed her wrists.
    He pulled her up towards him until she was kneeling on the bed in front of him, her breasts squashed against his chest, so that she could feel his thundering heartbeat. His eyes searched her face,and his smile took her breath away, whilst his thumb stroked across her bottom lip.
    She took the digit into her mouth and sucked, flicking her tongue over the end like she was longing to do to the thick cock digging into her tummy.
    His tiger's purr rumbled through her, and she smiled, releasing his thumb with an audible pop. She tried to tug her hands out of his, but he tightened his hold.
    "Please, Sir, let me."

    To her surprised delight he released her hands, and she trailed her fingernails down the ridges of his abdomen, until they found her target. With a coy smile in his direction she released the zipper and pulled his trousers down his lean hips. His thick shaft sprang up out of its nest of dark curls towards his abdomen, the purple tip swollen and already glistening with pre-cum.
    "You're beautiful." The words tumbled out, before she could stop them, and Nathan laughed as she ran her hand up and down the velvety soft skin of his shaft and palmed the heavy balls swinging underneath. He cupped her cheek, his slightly calloused palm awakening her nerve endings, and she turned her head and kissed his hand.
    "No, you're beautiful, Estelle." The reverent timbre of his voice had warmth wrapping itself around her heart, and she simply sat there, grinning up at him like a fool. His smile deepened as he looked down at her, and his voice shook with emotion as he stepped out of his jeans and joined her on the bed. She pouted at the loss of his cock under her hands, and he kissed her nose.
    "Later, I promise. I need the first time I spill to be in your pussy. I ache for the touch of your body round my cock and to truly make you mine." His eyes bled