Then he put the padded blindfold over her eyes. He brushed a kiss against her cheek. “What’s your safe word?”
She moistened her lips at his husky tone. “Oasis.”
The bed dipped as he shifted. He didn’t bother hiding his movements, and she was able to approximate his position. So when she felt his fingers tracing her wet folds, the sensation didn’t surprise her. She knew exactly what he planned to do.
“So wet. I’m going to make you scream.”
He didn’t give her a chance to reply. Heat from his tongue seared her clit. She wished she wasn’t wearing a blindfold. The image of Kaelen with his head buried between her thighs wasn’t one she wanted to miss. She moaned and called his name.
He flicked and sucked, kissing her pussy with complete abandon. Sharp pulls as he sucked harder had her thrusting her pelvis closer. Wanting to wind her fingers through his hair, she jerked at the ropes holding her wrists in place. She struggled, but the action was deliciously futile. Tension curled in her center, and she came in a gush of cream.
Between her legs, Kaelen moaned. The vibrations prolonged the feelings of pleasure flooding through her bloodstream. He lifted away, taking his body heat with him. “You taste so fucking good. I think I’ll have some more.”
Mia shivered. She shifted her face toward the sound of his voice, but she had no idea where he was. Then she heard the hiss of a zipper, and she knew he was getting the vibrating equipment from his luggage. Or hers. She hoped he was going for that big purple one in her suitcase.
“Wiggle your fingers and toes for me.”
She showed him that her circulation was still good, and then she felt his lips kissing a path down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, and a kittenish moan squeaked from the back of her throat, a completely involuntary reaction.
“I love the little noises you make.” He whispered his declaration against her skin, searing it into her heart. He ran his hands over her skin, caressing the spots on her sides that made her quiver. A sweet blaze burned inside and out.
He made his way down her body and resumed his position between her legs. The sound of a vibrator caught her attention. This time he didn’t use his finger to tease her folds. She had no way of knowing which vibrator he used, and within seconds, she didn’t care. By the time he added his mouth to the mix, her entire body trembled.
“Kaelen, oh please, Kaelen!”
She expected him to take her over the edge, but he lifted his mouth away and turned down the speed on the vibrator. She moaned a protest.
“We already know how you react to this toy. Time to use something new.”
New? What else was there? They’d played with most of the toys in the cabin. Those they hadn’t tried were just different sizes of the things they had used.
The next sensation wasn’t something she expected. Coolness smeared over her anus, and she realized he was massaging gel into that tight muscle. She clenched. “You’ll go slow, right?”
“Yes. And if you don’t like it, I’ll stop and do other things that’ll make you feel good. Relax. It won’t hurt. I promise.”
The shock of the unexpected touch faded in the face of increasing pleasure. Kaelen massaged in slow circles, and the vibrator in her pussy buzzed faster and harder. Something hard slipped into her ass. She was sure it felt larger than it was. As he’d promised, it didn’t hurt. The beat of the vibrator in her pussy combined with the fullness in her ass to add a new dimension of sensation. Sharp points of pleasure tingled from her scalp to her toes.
When he closed his lips around her clit, the orgasm washed over her. She screamed. She arched, and she might have lifted from the mattress, but her bindings made it difficult to move that much.
He turned down the rate of vibrations and sucked her clit lightly, bringing her down gently. By the time he’d slipped everything out, she felt like a pile of jelly.
“I’m going to wash up a little in the bathroom." He brushed his lips against her inner thigh. "I’ll be back in less than a minute, but call if you need me before that.”
She mumbled something, but she couldn’t decide on exact words or really get the sounds to exit her throat. He chuckled, and she heard his footsteps as he crossed the room.
Her wits hadn’t quite returned by the time he came back. A warm cloth pressed between her legs. She felt a little self-conscious about having him clean her up. If he untied her, she would see to those details herself.
He kissed the inside of her knee. Her legs trembled. Holding them up like this, even bound, taxed her muscles. Or maybe it was because of the orgasms? She didn’t have time to process the reason because he dragged a finger through her open pussy and pressed down on her clit.