Forbidden desires

Chapter 55

Aiyana felt the cold marble tile against her breasts. Her nipples grasping deliciously to the contrast when compared to her skin, which felt like it was being licked by fire. Her lips kissed the marble as it left a fog of hot air, arousing it with her taste. Her thighs were spread apart and pressed against another pair of legs behind.

She felt a firm grip on her ponytail that held her down. She could not see anything through her blindfold which made her hyperaware of her skin, his body and his voice. The harsh breaths of air that he let out against her almost naked body, his barely contained arousal pressing deliciously against the cheeks of her ass, she helplessly reacted to it all.

"Stay" the voice commanded before she felt his hand slide along her back.

Each finger burning a searing image of her body in her own mind. He stopped at the base to dip his fingers into her thong before placing them on the inside of her thighs to push her legs further apart. Aiyana knew it was a black lacey material that ran between her lips, pushing them open for him to see, he liked it that way.

He caressed the skin of her thighs for a minute as he growled his approval before his fingers began to trace the margins of her peaking lips.

"Perfect... you will always be dressed like this in my presence devoid of everything but panties like these that display your beautiful lips and heels that accentuate your legs. I must say this is the perfect present for your master."

Still running his fingers back and forth along the margin of her lips, he began to curl his body against her, his lips leaving a trail against her neck before they parted to slowly bite down on her skin.

She gasped as they latched on till they drew little drops of blood.

"My beautiful Desdemona"

"Oh... Mr. Arizona"

Aiyana jolted awake feeling the stream of arousal running down her thigh. Aiyana removed Chris' hands from around her waist and turned before gently pushing him on his back.

Half asleep he muttered her name before going back to sleep. She walked to the closet removing two of his ties. Taking right hand she raised it above his as she began to tightly secure his hand. He was awake by the time she finished on his right wrist.

"What are you doing mi amour?"

Pushing his left hand over his head she bent down as she said, "Tying you up"

She let the words brush against his lips, conveying her arousal through her words.

"And why are you doing it?" Chris asked, feeling her tie his other wrist, rendering him helpless and at her mercy.

Aiyana sat up, to rest her back on his bend up legs, simply looking at him. It was a wondrous site to behold for Chris. Watching the straps of her dress carelessly fallen off, resting on her forearms, her breasts trying to peak out of the tight confines of the dress. Feeling her thighs brush against his hips, letting him feel the state of liquid arousal she woke up in. The thick mass of hair brushing so boldly against his thighs, coaxing him into entering her mouth.

As if, this wasn't enough his gaze fell on her fingers. They began their little game of teasing by first brushing the middle of her chest before pulling at the knot that held the bodice together. She drew out the moment, pulling it apart for an entire minute before she was done. The front of the neck now gaping open revealing more cleavage, the soft material almost brushing her nipples.

Slowly she shrugged the straps off, the dress finally pooling at her waist. Getting up slightly she bunched the dress and slid it down her long legs, discarding her panties along with it. Settling back down on his stomach; gloriously naked.