Chapter 87
Chapter 87
Bianca
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I looked up at him, smiling as I continued to stroke him slowly, enjoying the way his bound hands clenched and the way his breathing had turned ragged. I pumped my hand up and down his thick length with teasing strokes, sometimes twisting my wrist at the head, sometirnes squeezing a little tighter at the base.
Adrian groaned deeply, his head falling back against the couch for a moment before he forced himself to look down at me again. “Fuck, Bianca…” he rasped, his voice rough with need. His hips kept twitching, trying to push up into my hand.
I kept stroking him like that for a while slowly, watching every reaction. His chest rose and fell faster, the muscles in his thighs tensing under my arms, small curses kept slipping from his mouth as I played with him.
After some time, I paused and I gave the head of his dick one last slow lick with my tongue, then stood up. I walked over to the mini fridge near the wine bar, opened it, and pulled out a small cup of yogurt. I could feel his eyes burning into my back the entire time.
I returned to him with a small smile. “All of a sudden. I feel like having yogurt,” I said sweetly.
Adrian’s eyes widened as I peeled open the cup. I tilted it and poured the cool, creamy yogurt slowly over his dick. It dripped down his shaft in thick rivulets, covering him completely. He hissed sharply at the sudden cold sensation, his body jerking.
Before he could recover, I lowered my head and took his dickinto my mouth. I sucked him deeply, the sweet taste of yogurt mixing with his own flavor. I swirled my tongue around the head, licking up every drop, then slid my lips further down, taking as much of him as I could.
“Ahhh…” Adrian let out a loud, broken groan. His hips bucked up involuntarily as I bobbed my head, sucking him harder.
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“Shit… Bianca,” he moaned, his voice strained. “That feels so good.”
I hummed around him, the vibration making him curse again. I used my hand to stroke the part I couldn’t fit in my mouth while my tongue worked the underside of his shaft. I sucked him messily, the yogurt making wet, obscene sounds every time I moved. He was breathing hard, almost panting, his entire body tense with pleasure.
The silk tie around his wrists had loosened from all his struggling and the way he kept pulling against it. Suddenly, it slipped free completely. His hands immediately went to my head, fingers threading through my hair, he didn’t push or force me, but he held on tight every time I took him deeper.
“Fuck, yes…. just like that,” he growled, his fingers tightening in my hair as I sucked him harder. His thighs trembled under me. “You’re going to make me lose my mind.”
I looked up at him while I continued sucking, my mouth hot and eager around his yogurt-covered dick. Adrian’s eyes were dark with lust, his jaw clenched, every muscle in his body pulled tight as he fought not to thrust too roughly into my mouth.
I had him completely under my control, and I had no plans of stopping anytime soon. I took him deeper again into my mouth, I made sure to use my tongue on every inch of him, licking up the sweet yogurt along with the taste of his skin as my hand stroked the base of his cock in perfect rhythm.
Adrian’s grip in my hair tightened. “Aghhh… Bianca,” he moaned loudly.”Your mouth feels incredible. Don’t stop, baby. Please don’t stop.”
The sound of his desperate moans made me even wetter. I bobbed my head faster, taking him as deep as I could, relaxing my throat so the head of his cock brushed against it. Yogurt mixed with my saliva dripped down his shaft and over my fingers
“Shut yes, just like that,” he groaned, his hips lifting off the couch to meet my mouth. “You’re doing so good. Look at me
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I looked up at him, my eyes watering slightly from how deep I was taking him. Adrian’s face was flushed, his jaw tight, eyes half-closed in pleasure. He kept moaning my name between heavy breaths.
“Bianca… oh fuck, you’re going to make me come if you keep doing that,” he warned, but his hands stayed in my hair, gently guiding me as I continued sucking him harder.
I didn’t slow down. I swirled my tongue around the sensitive head every time I pulled back, then plunged down again, sucking him with everything I had.
Adrian’s moans grew louder and more broken. “Goddamn… I’m so close. Your mouth is so hot… Fuck, I can’t hold it.”
His thighs started shaking. His fingers tightened almost painfully in my hair as his breathing turned into short, desperate
pants.
“Bianca… I’m close.” he groaned loudly.
I pulled back just in time, keeping my hand stroking him fast and tight. The first thick rope of cum shot across my face, landing on my cheek and lips. Adrian let out a long, deep moan as he kept coming, his dick pulsing in my hand. More cum landed on my chin and chest while he watched with dark, satisfied eyes.
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