I haven’t used this space much, actually. I don’t have much time for such luxuries, even when the masseuse comes to me. But it came with the house, and I didn’t want to be bothered with changing it.
I lead her into the small space, lit with candles and fresh linens on the massage table. I begin to untie Addison’s wrists.
“You’re letting me go?” she asks.
“No,” I say. “Repositioning you. Go ahead and take off the rest of your clothes.”
She eyes me. “All of them?”
“Everything.”
I watch as she slowly pushes down the rest of her dress over her smooth, full hips that my hand is so eager to caress. She kicks the dress off to the side.
I take her body in as I say, “Everything.” She knows she’s being bad, leaving her panties on, and I love it. She’s teasing me, getting me back a little.
She hooks her thumbs into the sides and slowly lowers them to the floor. When she’s standing again, her body like a goddess before me, I let out a moan that I simply can’t hold back. I move to the other side of the table.
“Up you go,” I say. “And bring your tie.”
She bends down and picks up the scarf. I watch her carefully, thinking of all the ways I want to touch that body.
When she gets up on the table I instruct her to lie on her back and raise her hands above her head. I tie her wrists to the top of the table, her body laid out long and glorious before me. I take her all in, letting my eyes rove down her body, over her curves and smooth skin that thrills me at the lightest touch.
I don’t even have to think about where I’m going on her next.
I let my hand hover over her tits, laid out so beautifully as she’s on her back with her arms above her head, then I slowly move down her body like a magician who’s about to make her levitate. The way her stomach sucks in when I move over her, her legs slowly twisting in anticipation, is hot as hell.
My hand is just over her pussy, neatly shaven (waxed?). I’m a half an inch from touching her. Her hips roll up, eager for my fingers. I slip my finger down over the length of her pussy, the heat and wetness of her coating my finger. Addison’s eyes are closed, her whole body is slowly writhing and when I slip my finger up her cunt she sucks in a breath.
“God, Rex,” she moans.
I pump her with my finger then come out and circle the hard nub of her clit. I watch as my finger disappears back into her channel, pumping her a few times, running my finger down her slick walls, swollen with lust and want. Addison is panting, her moans getting louder as I work her, adding another finger into her cunt. Watching her, watching my own fingers get soaked in her cunt is making me more desperate, wondering how much longer I can hold off.
How will I ever last once I finally fuck her? I’ll probably come all over her the moment her hand is on my dick.
“If I could touch you,” Addison says, her face heavy as she watches me, “I’d take your dick in my hand. I’d jack you off just as you get me off.”
I take my fingers out of her. She lets out a little whimper.
“No…”
“Open your thighs more,” I say. “Let me really see you.”
Addison looks down at me as I make my request. I take her thighs—my fingers on the one hand soaked in her juices—and spread them apart. She lets her knees fall out to the side and I get the incredible full view of her pussy, all pink and slick. She knows what I'm going to do to her now and it’s making her crazy. She looks like she could come right now. But I want her to come on my mouth.
I slip my fingers back into her, which lets out a fresh wave of moans from her.
“I’ve never seen a pussy so wet in my life,” I say as I work my two fingers up her tight little cunt that I love so much. “You’re fucking soaked, Addison. You’ve got the wettest, pinkest, tightest pussy I’ve never had. I love fucking your pussy. I love fucking it with my fingers.” I pump her harder, go deeper inside her. “I love fucking it with my mouth. And I can’t wait to fuck it with my dick.” She’s urging her hips up onto my hand with every thrust I give her. “Which do you like most? My finger, mouth or dick?”
“All…all of them,” she pants.
“What do you want next?”
“Your…mouth.”
“Good girl,” I say.
I pull her thighs apart even more, making sure I can see all of her. I bend over and kiss the insides of her thigh, taking in the heady scent of her, sweet and full. I bite at her flesh and lick her right to the edge of her sex. As I kiss her flesh I keep my eyes on that pussy, my dick begging to be inside her but my tongue will have to do for now. I could eat her all day she’s so sweet and loves it so much. There is no denying that Addison is the sexiest woman I have ever met. But I make her wait a little longer so that I can kiss the inside of her other thigh, working my way back up to the edge of her ripe pussy.
“Please,” I hear her say. Her body is wiggling and she’s straining at the ties on her wrists, trying to move her body—her pussy—down closer to my mouth.
“Please what?” I say, and before she can answer I lick up the length of her cunt, getting a good taste of her. She gasps. I work my tongue over her hard clit, which must be throbbing as much as my dick is. I work her over, practically burying my face between her thighs, lapping at her, tasting her, listening to the appreciative whimpers and moans above me. I fuck her hole with my tongue, feeling up inside her, knowing my dick is going to be up there soon if only I can hold out a little longer. My dick is fully in pain now, straining against my pants like a caged tiger trying to get out.
“I want to fuck you right here,” I say. “You want me to fuck you right now? Do you want my dick inside you?”
“Yes,” she begs.
“No,” I say, and I know it’s cruel. It’s also hot as fuck. I put my mouth back on her, sucking her clit, really pulling it between my teeth and working it with my tongue as my fingers plow into her pussy. It doesn’t take long for my overeager moves to really push her. I know she’s going to come soon, I know it before she says the words to me like a warning and a pleading all at once. And when she does come, she comes hard. I can feel the pumping and constricting of her cunt squeezing around my fingers, her clit twitching in my mouth. She cries out long and low, hips bucking, until she finally crashes to a halt.
When I finally look up her head has dropped to the side, her face in buried in her arm raised above her head. I wipe my fingers and mouth and know I can’t wait much longer. It’ll be a miracle if I can even get her out of this room without fucking her. It’ll be a miracle if she has the strength to move.
I move to the top of the massage table.
“Addison?” I say softly, as if gently waking her from a nap.
“Mmm…?”
I lean on the table, looking down at her. Her cheeks are flushed a gorgeous, healthy pink, her face is practically glowing, and she has a relaxed, content look on her face. “Do you think you can walk?” She nods her head as a sweet little smile comes across her lips. I untie her wrists and help her up. It’s some goddamn amazing feat that I’ve lasted this long. Now, I don’t intend to wait much longer.