Chapter 8

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She takes the blindfold off and walked towards the nightstand and stood there holding the blindfold in one and crossed the other arm under her breast.

Paris: "You can open your eyes now."

Malik opens his eye and it took him a second to see everything clearly, but when he did he was wide-eyed. When he saw her standing there he was mesmerized on how she looks standing against his nightstand. He wanted to break out of the handcuffs so bad and just make love to her, but also to punish her for teasing him. 

*Malik Thoughts: "I just wanna throw her on the bed so bad, she needs to get punished for teasing me the way she did." *

Paris walked towards him and put her hand on his face and stared at him for what seemed eternity and felt as if time stood still. She slid her hand down to his neck while staring and maintaining eye contact. She leaned down just to be millimeters away from his lips, she went to his neck and lightly left kisses. She would lick, bite, and kiss his neck while rubbing his groin. Malik lowly growled in frustration because of the restraints were preventing him from grabbing her right there on the spot and flipping her on her back. 

Paris went down on her knees and pulled out his shlong, she looked at it for a good minute wide-eyed in shocked on the size. She kissed the tip first, then she went down and left a trailed of kisses going down and back up. The feel of her lips felt so good he couldn't help but lowly grunt in pleasure. Paris keeps going for a couple more minutes then she spits on it and and strokes with her hand slowly at first then she  went a little faster. Malik wanted to get out the handcuffs so bad and take control so bad.

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