Sinsation (Book Two)

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Once inside the living room, I undress Jace from his suit, the jacket, pants, tie, and crisp white shirt. My fingers graze his neck. My hubby's pulse quicken under my touch. I simper, knowing that I'm already affecting him from the saliva clearing down his throat. His Adam's apple ping pongs. I kneel to untie his shoelaces. 

I slip off his shiny black loafers and discard them to the side. My hand grope his erection through his boxer briefs. He inhales sharply; I adore his immediate response to my touch. Jace's sculpted chest and abs trap me. I run my hands over his hard muscles, feeling hot skin under my palms. Next, I slip off his boxer briefs down to his legs, revealing his now fully erect snake. I stroke its length and girth. He mumbles in bliss, his eyes lids weakening.

I collect throw blankets from the sofas to blindfold him, blocking out his vision. The sense of deprivation heightens his thirst. His juggler can't handle the over consumption of saliva. I know he's anticipating my next move. I bind his wrists and his ankles. He's at my mercy. I guide his bound body over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city skyline glistening beyond. 

I'm not concerned about any neighbors watching, I just want him in my control. I press Jace against the cold glass, his bound hands and ankles spread out. The view of the city is the perfect backdrop for our passion.

"Alodia, sex toys," I demand. A hidden compartment in the floor opens, revealing a collection. I select a strap-on dildo, a flesh pocket, and vibrator. I leer, knowing what I'm about to inflict. The dildo is tiny, I'm not sure I should get the big one yet...it's best to start small. I unzip my corset and pull it down, discarding it to the side with a kick of my feet. I attach the strap-on to my waist, the lifelike dildo standing erect and ready for action. I drench it with lube before returning to Jace, his muscular body on display, illuminated by the twinkling city.

I run my hands over his chest, sliding down to cup his balls and stroke his hard cock. He bucks his hips, craving stimulation. I rub the head of the dildo against his asshole. With firm pressure, I push in, feeling his body clench. My waist thrust, a steady rhythm. I butt fuck my husband. He moans, heaving out lengthy gasps. 

In one hand, I activate the vibrator and run it down his back. Jace squirms at how his skin bunches up and jiggle like jello. I continue my teasing, gliding the vibrator over his ass cheeks, the soft buzz leave goosebumps where it touches. In my other hand. I attach the flesh pocket to his jumbo cock, encasing his length in the soft material. I pop the cup off and on. The suction noise is slimy and squishy.

I thrust on, my strap-on dick delving deep. Jace is over stimulated from all three spots, his crazed moans fill the room. "You like that, Mr. Harrison?" I nipple my teeth along the back of his nape.

"Yes, mami!" He croaks.

I quicken my pace, my thighs slapping his ass as I pound. He cries out, the combination of pleasure and pain pushing him closer to malfunctioning. The vibrator in his bottom, flesh toy on his tip, and strap on, becomes too much. His body writhe against the window like a flapping rag doll. His muscles taut and his breathing short and sharp. I stroke the flesh pocket off and on his penis, twisting my wrist. This sends him overboard, Jace does the yodeling I love. His cum spills from the flesh pocket, raining to the hardwood floor. My hubby combusts.

JACE

I reverse positions, so I can inflict the same havoc onto her. The change from dominant to submissive looks great on Madi. She must think the same for me. I use the vibrator and flesh toy on her. It isn't phallic shaped, it's circular, with a smaller opening to engage her pussy. Once again, my sugar devil hangs in longer, willing herself to beat the last duration. This time Madi lasts close to an hour before collapsing. I carry her a monstrous bed, then shower. Afterwards, I pour a glass of champagne while in a velvet robe. I dial Alonso. I'm 100 percent sure he's awake. The guy can go a week on 4 hours of sleep. The side effect of past missions. The ring tone cuts abruptly. "Yes, sir."