Sully's Fantasy - Pepper Winters Page 0,32
I could do anything to you, correct?”
I tugged against the vine; the snug softness belied the strength behind the creeper. It was just us. No more cats or gorillas. No more talk about programs and true love.
Just drowning attraction and blistering sexual need.
I swallowed and nodded.
Sully growled low in his chest. “I’ll make this good for you, Jinx. So fucking good.” With slightly shaking hands, he removed his loincloth, throwing it over the side of the deck. It fluttered through the branches, leaving Sully stunningly naked.
His cock hung heavy and hard. His balls tucked against his body in need. His flat stomach rippled with shallow breaths. Crowding into me, he grabbed the vine by my other wrist and once again, used it to secure me.
He didn’t speak as he climbed onto the banister and tugged at vines hanging above us, pulling them lower from their tangles to drape a few around me. Bits of bracken and dried leaves rained around us as he reached for me and plucked me from the deck.
I couldn’t move my arms as he held me high enough to position my leg through a looped hanging vine before repeating with my other. “Balance.” He let me go, leaving the two vines around my thighs to hold my weight as I swung with my legs parted.
It took effort to stay in place, especially with my wrists tied, and my stomach clenched as he once again jumped onto the railing and tugged another few vines to waist level. With sure hands and quick calculations, he reclined me onto the new loops, ensuring three thick foliage ropes cradled my back and neck.
My hair cascaded behind me; my necklaces and anklets tinkled quietly with my every sway.
Only once he’d added vines to my ankles, leaving the vines swinging from the treetops above and splaying my legs open did he step back to inspect my imprisonment.
I squirmed in the bondage, testing the parameters and seeking a way free.
He groaned as my legs scissored, then splayed wide thanks to the vines keeping me trapped. His hand dropped to his cock, his fingers lashing tight around his erection. “You look positively divine.”
I struggled again, trying to keep my legs closed, all while the swinging strength of the vines parted them, revealing every private part of me.
He’d effectively made a sex swing out of the jungle.
He’d lashed and looped me so I had nowhere to go, no way to run from whatever he was about to do.
Cinta sprang back into power in my veins. Lust shoved aside words and worries, drenching me in debilitating desire. If I wasn’t supported by the vines, I would’ve puddled to his feet and begged him to touch me.
His stare was a visceral thing.
The way he masturbated while feasting on my prone body made the coils of a climax begin in my belly.
Touch me.
Fuck me.
Please!
“Want something, Eleanor?” He jerked himself harder. “You’re growing wetter by the second, so you can’t deny it.”
I nodded, desperation making me insane. “You. I want you.”
“How? How do you want me?”
I watched him jerking off. The brutalising squeeze, the harsh punishment. He’d never been a gentle lover, and I wanted it as hard as he delivered.
“I want that.” I arched my chin at his cock, my vision turning hazy. “I want you to touch me like that.”
“Where?” he growled.
“Everywhere.”
My skin flushed as his gaze turned midnight and flashed with violent lust. “Your wish is my command, Goddess Jinx.” Stepping into me, he slammed to his knees between my wide legs. “Fuck, I’m going to enjoy this.”
Chapter Twelve
ELEANOR WAS ALL MY weaknesses in one.
Her taste as my tongue entered her pussy.
Her moans as I worshipped her.
Her jerks as I inserted two fingers.
Her scent as I pushed her toward another release.
All of her.
Every mewl, every smile, every touch, every moment had the power to kill me in the best way possible. I would die a happy man if I was permitted to spend the rest of my life right here on my knees before my exquisite wife.
She swung in the vines, the natural strength of the creepers holding her at the perfect height for me to feast. Withdrawing my fingers, I planted my hands on either of her thighs, pushing her wider apart.
She cried out as the vines pulled while I pushed, spreading her so I could witness every fold, glisten, and secret. Her head tipped back as I bent my neck and sucked on her clit.
“Fuck, Sully.” She spasmed as I licked my way down