“All. Mine,” Oakley growled while lunging for my lips. The force of his kiss made me arch my back. His tongue fought with mine. We tasted one another. We moved like ocean waves, our bodies giving in to the pleasure. I struggled against the velvet restraints, wanting nothing more than to run my hands along his hard torso.

“No moving,” he demanded between kisses. I bucked on the table as his lips edged the line of my jaw. He sunk lower and lower, stealing pieces of me as he went. The trail of his sharp teeth made my creamy skin turn red.

“Oakley, please,” I begged. I was squirming from his relentless teasing. My dress kept rolling up until the little thong I was wearing was the only thing covering my sex. His mouth continued to wander. He pushed down the straps of my dress and exposed my breasts.

“Look at you, Solver. Seriously. You have me hard as a rock every second of the fucking day.” He then cupped my heavy breasts and pinched my nipples. “Pretty pink little nipples. I love touching them. You make the cutest sounds when I…” His voice trailed off as he lowered to kiss them. I moaned. “Yep. That sound right there. Fuckkk,” he added.

I pulled my bound wrists against his neck, pressing him harder against me. I wanted to drive him lower and lower until his hot breath was on the building ache between my thighs. He straightened and stared at me head on. “Amanda Matthews, I want to fuck you until all I can feel is that sweet little pussy clenching around my cock,” he rasped, grabbing a condom from his pocket and unfastening the button on his suit pants. Within moments, his hard cock was nudging at my entrance. “These are in the way,” he whispered, threading his fingers through the straps of my thong and shimmying them down my legs. Slowly. Teasingly. A shudder traveled up my spine as I became overwhelmed with need.

“I need…” I began, not even sure how to articulate what I craved. I wanted him hard and fast. Demanding. Punishing. The silky feel of his light touches made me heady.

“What do you need, Solver?” he asked, the question like a taunt.

“You. I need you.”

Oakley surged inside of me, making my head roll back and my toes curl. The moment he was fully inside of me, he bit his lip and let out a grunt. “Fuck, Amanda. You feel so good,” he murmured.

Oakley started pumping harder. I felt ravaged by his movements. The silky restraints binding my wrists added a sense of excitement to it all. I was flooded with sensations. We were electric. Erotic. I sunk into the feeling of his large cock piercing me. I glided across the table. Hell, I could have been flying for all I knew.