7 o'clock. Right on the dot. As I approached Amillia's door I felt my heartbeat sped up. I raise my hand to knock, but the door opens.
"You're late my love," Amillia says with an intriguing smile on her face. I glance at the clock when I get inside. 7:02.
"Love, you know what to do by now." I start to unzip my dress and slip out of it. I walk toward the bed that was in the centre of the room. As I was walking to the bed I felt hands along my waist. Her fingertips sending flames through my body. I could feel my thirst for Amillia grow every time her fingers brush my skin. All of a sudden, she spins my around so that our faces are centimetres apart and I can feel her breath on my cheek. Her lips connect with mine and I feel a fire start in my loins.
Amillia pushes me onto the bed. Our lips are still connected as I pull her shirt off over her head and she pulls her shorts off. Her skin is pressed against mine and every inch of my body is on fire. She reaches behind me and unclasps my bra and throws it somewhere behind her. She reaches above my head as she bites my bottom lip. Something cuffs my hand. Startled, I look up and notice that Amillia cuffed my arms to the headboard of the bed and she kissed her way down my body and started to cuff my ankles after she removed my underwear seductively. She plants a final kiss on my face and walks over to the cart and wheels it next to the bed.
She can already feel the need I have for her and she looks at me and smiles.
"Love, are you ready?" Amillia questions with the sexiest smirk across her face.
I nod. Afraid that if I speak, she will be able to just how much I want her.
A smile spreads across her face as she puts a ball into my mouth and buckles up the back behind my head.
"Now, you won't say a single word about this to anyone love. Will you?" She days, already knowing the answer.
I shake my head. My body needs her. Now. She must be able to sense my hunger for her because her lips make contact with my body. Fire courses through my body. She reaches for a nipple clamp and clamps my nipples. I moan through the ball enjoying the sensation. She works her lips south telling me she's "warming me up for tonight's fun". Her tongue comes in contact and I inhale sharply. Amillia looks up with me and smiles with her eyes as her mouth sets to work. She explores every inch of my body and I moan through the gag every time her lips come in contact with my skin. Her lips send me through orgasm countless times I feel as if I was dreaming.
Suddenly, something penetrates me. I am brought back to reality by the feel of silicon and rubber inside me. She laughs as she flicks a switch. This machine starts moving and I'm taking back by the sensation it's causing. This unknown machine starts to pick up speed as Amillia undoes the gag and release the ball from my mouth. A moan escapes my lips, followed by many more. She stands back and just watches with a proud look on her face as my hips were bucking and my body convulsed as my moans rang through the room. My moans must have been getting louder for Amillia planted a kiss on my lips and our tongues battle for control but she wins as I continue to moan into her mouth.
She kisses her way down my body and switches off the machine and pulls it out. She must be able to see the sadness on my face because the machine is quickly replaced by her lips and I bucked my hips up wanting more. She drives me to orgasm countless times. Her tongue works it's way up to my nipples and she unclamps them. Her tongue quickly replaced the clamps. Once she has drained me of every orgasm in my body, she kisses me then uncuffs my wrists and ankles. She hands me a towel and I quickly clean off and go to put my clothes back on. As I go to leave she grabs my face and kisses me passionately.
"Amillia.." I pull away "I've loved you since the days my eyes came in contact with your skin. I..I...I love you," I stammer.
She looks at me with a look in her eyes I could only describe as hopeful. "Well love, good thing I love you too." She kisses me one more time and pushes me out the door closing it behind me.
7 o'clock tomorrow.
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