Page 47 of Extraction Play
“Oh god,” Pixie moaned out, writhing in place. The shock of bliss short-circuited her brain, but she didn’t have time to recover. Eva licked and sucked on the nipple, each tug sending a jolt right to her core. Being bound while Eva teased her tits was turning into one of her favorite things ever.
Eva was meticulous as she nipped and sucked at her nipple, sometimes drawing back to lick around the areola. She alternated between kitten licks and sharp stings, the sensations pushing Pixie toward overload. Her pussy dripped like a faucet, and Eva hadn’t even touched it. Pleasure rolled through Pixie in waves, her clit all but humming.
Eva let go of that breast and switched to the other one with the same kind of pressure in her grip. Pixie’s eyes fluttered, and when that sinful mouth wrapped around her nipple and sucked, lust jolted straight to her core. The thump of desire between her legs was a second heartbeat, and she’d immolate on the spot when Eva finally touched her clit or fucked into her sopping wet pussy.
Pixie writhed in place, desperate, and not even sure what for. Eva’s mouth on her tits felt so damn good she could die happy here. Eva continued to alternate between the two until her nipples grew puffy and tender. Fuck, she’d never had a partner pay this close attention to her nipples before, and she didn’t realize how much she adored it. Each suck sent a zing straight to her clit until she was primed to burst at even a breath.
A little gush of wetness trickled down her leg, and her cheeks heated at how shamelessly turned on she was. With her arms bound to her side, her tits were on full display to play with, and Eva didn’t hesitate. Seeing the woman’s crimson lips wrapped around her nipple was masturbation fodder for the next century. And those little lipstick smudges left around her tits were equally alluring.
“Please, Mistress,” Pixie said, unable to take it anymore. God, she was going to combust.
“Mmm, but I could play with these pretty tits all day,” Eva said, her voice sensual and smoky.
Pixie let out a whimper, but she couldn’t squeeze her thighs together with Eva planted right between them.
“Do you want to be fucked between these thighs, filthy girl?” Eva grazed her teeth across Pixie’s already sensitized nipple. Tears pricked in her eyes from the sheer assault of pleasure bordering on pain.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned.
Eva pulled away, a smirk on her lips as she slipped over the side of the bed. When she rose again, she ditched her skirt and tugged the straps of a harness up and over her hips. A thick neon dildo protruded from the O-ring. The interesting bumps and ridges along the length would sure as fuck feel amazing. Even though she’d undone a few buttons, Eva still wore her blouse, whichwas so damn hot.
“This what you looking for, dove?” Eva sauntered toward the bed, her length bobbing with the movement.
“Mmph,” Pixie moaned. “Yes, Mistress.” Her clit throbbed, and her hole ached to be filled. The sight of Eva with the strap-on was like Pavlov’s bell, triggering her consuming need. The mattress creaked as Eva climbed back onto it and settled between Pixie’s spread legs. The way her shoulders tipped back, how she loomed over her, was sexy as hell.
“You’re being such a good girl,” Eva purred. “It’d be a shame to deprive you.”
Pixie swallowed hard. Her nipples tingled from the attention Eva had given them, but right now, she needed this woman between her thighs something fierce.
“Bet you’ll take me nice and easy,” Eva teased, and Pixie’s cheeks heated in response. God, why was that so hot? The hum of a bullet vibe hit the air, a familiar buzz that comforted her. Eva lined herself up in front of Pixie’s pussy, and a second later, she glided right inside her.
Pixie’s cheeks heated a little more with how fast Eva slid in, especially with the wicked glint in Eva’s dark eyes. The thickness pushed at her walls, but she liked the stretch far too much. Eva planted her palms on Pixie’s thighs and thrust all the way in.
“Look at you, dove. You look so damn sexy filled up.”
Pixie bit down on her lip, her whole body heating. She wriggled a little, but the bondage tape around her torso reminded her she was completely at Eva’s mercy. All other thoughts had been obliterated.
Eva pressed her palms into the mattress on either side of her as she moved. The glide had Pixie’s lashes fluttering in seconds, sheer pleasure trickling through her.
“That’s it, good girl.” Eva pumped her hips harder. The thrusts started to hit the right spot, and Pixie tilted her head back in surrender, letting herself feel. The pleasure traveled through her body from between her thighs and out to her fingertips. This was the part about submitting she adored—when she found a partner who helped her soar.
“Oh god,” she gasped out, the slam inside her sending sparks flaring up through her. The ridges added to the sensation, amplifying everything as Eva worked into a harder pace. The buzz of the vibe, the huff of Eva’s breaths, the slap of skin to skin elevated her even higher until her whole awareness zeroed in on the woman consuming her body and soul.
Eva fucked her in such an intimate way Pixie’s heart skipped a beat. Face-to-face like this, she zeroed in on the furrowed brow, the intense concentration burning in those serious brown eyes. The strands of hair that had slipped from her normally pin-perfect bun and the firm press of her lips, like her entire focus belonged to bringing Pixie as much pleasure as humanly possible.
This woman lit her up on the inside like no one ever had before.
Sweat prickled on Pixie’s forehead as the pressure built between her thighs. When Eva had played with her tits, she’d been a hair trigger to come, and now with this thick length drawing out more bliss with each pass, she was reaching the edge.
“I’m going to come.”
Eva slowed her pace, a knowing look in her eyes that turned Pixie on just as much as it made her want to scream. The extreme shift chased away the impending orgasm, and she let out a choked sob.
“Sorry, dove. I need you to hold on a little longer.”
“Please,” Pixie gasped back.
“Please, what?” Eva teased as she continued on with a torturously slow pace.