SATED: #3 in the Fit Trilogy
dark tips that been hard since the moment he told her to strip. He stroked over one tip with his tongue before pulling it between his lips. She squirmed again, but he still had a good grip on her hair.
    He looked up at her face. Little wisps of dark brown were starting to curl around her forehead. “Are you trying to get away?” Dammit, Daniel thought. He’d played into her little game. Oh well. He was enjoying himself too much to stop. He lightly tugged her hair again. “Are you?”
    Another shake of her head.
    “I know what you need.” Daniel stood unzipped his fly. “Maybe you’ll hold still after I give you what you really want.”
    He pulled out his cock and gripped it as he stepped closer to the bed. “Get on your back, now.”
    Keira groaned, but she maneuvered her way into the perfect position for Daniel to straddle her stomach. The act of lying on her bound arms thrust her chest up. Still, it gave her a perfect view of his dick. He pulled up his shirt and tucked it under his chin, then started beating off.
    Keira writhed, trying to arch closer to him.
    “Open your eyes,” Daniel barked. That got her attention. From then on she kept her eyes open, though she continued to struggle against the tape. He should have recorded this. He hadn’t told Keira about his cinematic hobbies yet, but he wanted more than the memory of this night to recall. He wanted to watch it again and again in stark color. He wanted to see it from a different angle. See himself on top of this beautiful woman, see the way her well defined muscles corded under her beautiful brown skin as she ached for the come he was about to give her. They’d do this again, Daniel thought. He made up his mind about it, but the next time he’d bind her ankles to her thighs, strap her upper arms back, not just her wrists. He’d skip the gag though, the next time he was definitely coming in her mouth.
    That made him go off; the sound of her moans, the look in her eyes, and the thought of him leaving a white trail along her pink tongue.
    He managed to stay upright as he shot his load all over her stomach and her tits. Keira lost it, started thrashing about. She wanted to participate. She wanted to touch him, she wanted to spread his jizz around, but that wasn’t part of Daniel’s game. He squeezed the last bit of come out of his cock, the head red and swollen in his fist. Then he hopped off the bed and rolled Keira back onto her side so she was nearly teetering on edge of the mattress.
    She was so far gone, forgetting his instructions the moment he shoved his fingers back between her legs. Two fingers deep in her wet cunt and his thumb pressing against her clit. “Look at me, baby. You’re gonna come for me.”
    Keira shook her head. There were tears lining her eyes, but there was also desperation. She needed to see this scene to its completion.
    Daniel leaned down and made a show of licking a bit of come off her nipple. He made sure she saw the white drops before he pulled them into his mouth and licked his lips.
    “I’m gonna clean you up and you’re gonna come for me.”
    Another wild moan as she squeezed her eyes shut, but he knew she couldn’t stand to miss the show. He made his way down her chest and up again, licking and sucking up every trace of the mess he’d made. Daniel was no stranger to his own flavor, but he knew this was a first for Keira. When he glanced up she was watching him intently. He shook his fingers inside her and pressed harder on her clit. Her body was clenching around him, wanting so badly to just reach that peak, but Keira was fighting it and she would until she physically couldn’t stand any more. That was fine with Daniel. He could wait. He had all the time and forearm strength in the world.
    But it didn’t take all that. Something in Keira snapped and she stopped fighting. Her whole body went tight, her legs straightening out on the bed, trapping his hand between her thighs as her head and her neck arched back.

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