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the fruit were like magic fingers dragging along the tender inner flesh of her pussy,
each one like a shock right to her core. The pulse in her womb strengthened, beating its
sensual message to the rest of her body.
Restrained as she was and blindfolded so her other senses were heightened, she felt
each little movement with great intensity, the muscles of her cunt clutching at the berry
as Ben dragged it out with his teeth and sucked it into his mouth. He pressed his lips
against her opening as he chewed and swallowed, humming in pleasure, then licked the
opening of her pussy with the tip of his tongue before reaching it inside her and pulling
the next piece of fruit toward him.
By the time each berry had been sucked out, its juice squirting into her heated
pussy, the tiny nubs on it lighting licks of flame along the lining of her vagina, Grace
was a shuddering mass of need. Ben was a master at what he was doing, using just the
right amount of suction. And all the while his warm finger played a tune on her swollen
clit, drawing out and building up her need, while the bass guitar and sax on the CD
played a counterpoint that floated on the air.
When the last strawberry had been sucked into his mouth, the juice running down
to the crack of her ass, his finger still doing its magic thing with her clit, Ben slipped his
stiffened tongue deep into her cunt and brought her to a roaring climax that thundered
through her entire body.
Grace felt as if she d fallen into a sensual whirlpool that kept spinning her around,
every tiny muscle and nerve in her body sparking out of control, shivers racing through
her as Ben manipulated her clit and her cunt, keeping her hovering at the peak, never
letting her down from the grip of the roaring climax that gripped her tightly. At last he
withdrew his tongue and languidly lapped her labia and the hot flesh surrounding her
clit, his busy fingers slowing their vigorous movements until the last of the shudders
and aftershocks had finally faded away.
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Chapter Nine
Ben pulled himself farther up on Grace s body, trailing soft kisses along her
abdomen. He moved up through the valley of her breasts, pausing at the soft hollow of
her throat where her pulse still beat erratically and finally touching his lips to hers.
 Taste yourself. His voice was husky, low.  Taste how your juices mingle with the
strawberry. You re delicious, Grace. A meal fit for royalty. And I m the lucky guy who
gets to enjoy this.
She licked his lips with her tongue, enjoying the combined flavors of sweet and tart,
which were unbelievably arousing her spent body again.
 I can t, she whispered, wishing she could squeeze her thighs together.  Not
again. Not so soon.
He just laughed softly, a possessive sound.
Even when Ben untied the scarves around her knees and stretched her legs out, he
kept himself positioned between them, her wet pussy pressed against his chest where
the soft pelt covering the hard wall of his chest tickled the sensitive skin.
 Did I hurt you? he asked in a low voice as his hands massaged her thighs.
Grace shook her head, her limbs still weak, the silk still covering her eyes, every
feeling and sensation intensified.  No, she answered and let out a slow breath.  I trust
you not to hurt me, Ben. Except in pleasure.
His hands tightened on her reflexively and his lips pressed a kiss at the hollow of
her throat.  That s the only kind of pain you should ever have. The sweet edge of it, the
kind that makes you hot and aroused. That s what I want to give you, Gracie. All I want
is to teach you how to enjoy your body and the things I can make it feel.
 Y-You do. She was still trembling slightly and her words came out unsteadily.
 You have no idea how much you do.
He slipped the blindfold from her eyes and kissed each of the lids. Lifting her so she
was sitting against the pillows, he took a champagne flute from the nightstand and held
it to her lips.
 Drink, darlin . You deserve nothing but champagne.
She sipped at the liquid which was still cold, the bite of it cool as it slid down her
throat.  Um, she said, licking her lips.
 Taste good?
She nodded.
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 I m going to free your hands from the headboard, Grace, but then tie them behind
your back. If that s not okay, tell me now. Remember, you always have your safe
word.
 I-It s fine. She licked her lips again.  What do you want me to do?
He brushed his mouth against hers.  I want you to use these sweet lips on me,
Gracie. I want you to be my willing submissive and learn how to give me as much
pleasure as I give you. He kissed her again.  I promise you ll enjoy it. Remember how
we did it the other night?
Heat flashed through her body.  Yes. I loved it. I never thought I would.
 Tonight I m going to teach you how to make it even better.
Releasing her wrists from their restraints, he lifted her from the bed and placed her
on the floor in front of him, then handcuffed her hands behind her. Grace stared at him,
studying his face, pulse pounding as she waited for his next move.
 Kneel, he commanded in a thick heavy voice.  Right in front of me.
She had to work to keep her balance with her hands behind her but she dropped
not too awkwardly to her knees on the carpet. His swollen cock was barely an inch from
her face. Ben lifted the champagne flute and held it to her lips again.
 Sip slowly, darlin . Savor it, like I savor the taste of your sweet, sweet cunt.
Grace s head was spinning as the cool, effervescent liquid trickled down her throat.
The music changed again, something smooth and erotic, a counterpoint to the
beating of her heart and the racing of her pulse.
Ben cupped one hand under her jaw, using the other to guide his swollen cock to
her mouth. Wrapping his fingers around the rigid shaft, he brushed it back and forth
against her lips.
 Open your mouth, darlin , he crooned.  Let me feel those velvet lips on my skin.
Having her hands tied behind her, unable to touch him, only able to do as he
ordered, was so arousing it was unbelievable. In the beginning of this& whatever it
was& Ben had come at her like a rutting bull and her long dormant sexual needs had
responded with the explosion of fireworks. But tonight he was tantalizing her, teasing
her, tempting her, drawing her along a voluptuous sensory path unlike anything she d
ever experienced before. She had never felt so worshiped. So cherished.
So alive!
She was excited, nervous, anxious but definitely ready to try anything Ben had in
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