Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
I let out another sigh.
Lei stepped in front of me, reached up, and one by one released the restraints.
The whole time, his lips brushed against mine in a slow, lingering kiss that left me breathless. “Did you cum?”
After blinking a few times, I could now lower my hands. “Y-yes.”
He curved his lips into a smile. “Was it intense?”
“God, yes.” I rubbed my wrists.
He lowered and unstrapped my ankles.
I stepped away from the wheel and wobbled a little.
Lei gathered me in his muscular arms.
I trembled in his hold.
“I’ve got you.” He lifted me with ease, cradled me gently against his chest, hooked his arms under my legs, and scooped me up. The strength in his arms was evident, yet there was a tenderness in his touch that made me feel cherished and safe.
I could feel the steady beat of his heart as I nestled my head into the crook of his neck. The trembling in my body began to subside and the residual adrenaline from the wheel and orgasm slowly ebbed.
Lei kept us by the wheel and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “How do you feel?”
“Good, but. . .” I slowly looked up at him. “Let’s play a game.”
He smirked. “And what game is that?”
Shivering, I whispered. “Moni says.”
A wicked chuckle left him. “And am I to do everything you say?”
“You are.”
“Mmmm.” He slipped his gaze down to my breasts. “Go ahead.”
“Get rid of everyone. The women. The orchestra. I just want it to be us.”
His gaze darkened with hot lust as he nodded at the women. “Release the Sky Whisperers and you three are done as well.”
They hurried to the orchestra although one frowned as if pissed to not see it all.
There, I watched each blindfolded orchestra member carefully place their instruments beside their chairs. Their movements were practiced and precise despite their lack of sight.
Then, the musicians reached out to each other. Their hands found those of their neighbors.
Wow. The East is really something else.
I watched, mesmerized, as they formed human chains, each musician’s hand clasping another’s in lines of two.
The three women guided the chain of blindfolded musicians away and all of them slowly exited the room.
Once they left, I turned back to Lei and was shocked that he had been watching me the whole time.
He grinned. “Now what does Moni say?”
“Let’s go to the bed.”
He groaned and carried us away.
Epilogue
Moni Says
Lei
Can, I do it?
Together, we lay in my bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, enveloped in a cocoon of sensual intimacy.
Can I make her cum from my cock, even though. . .I’ve never done this before?
Moni lay on her back and I hovered over her a little, not wanting to crush her completely with my body.
The orchestra had left along with my Keepers.
There was only us, the gentle caress of skin on skin, the soft rustle of sheets, and the deep, unspoken language of our bodies entwined in sensual harmony.
I was in heaven, wondering why it all felt so good.
Surely, this amazing feeling couldn’t be just about the sex.
Was this more than just physical closeness?
Stunned, I gazed down at Moni.
Her body fit perfectly against mine. We were a puzzle of contours and lines that matched seamlessly, leaving no space for anything but our shared heat.
The softness of the sheets whispered against our skin.
I could feel the rhythm of Moni’s breathing, each exhale a warm breeze against my neck, stirring strands of my hair and sending tingles down my spine.
Her scent made me high—vanilla and roses. It was woven into her very being, radiating from her skin.
Slick throughout her wet pussy.
Even now, I could taste it on my tongue. That heady fragrance that kept this persistent yearning drumming in my chest.
In fact, I longed to go back to licking her pussy.
I brushed my lips against her shoulder.
God. I wish I had recorded her moans. I want to play them every night over and over as I go to sleep.
Moni raised one hand to my chest and began drawing abstract patterns on my skin.
Her touch was tender.
Then, she spoke softly, and her voice was silk.
Low.
Rhythmic.
Caressing my senses.
“Don’t be nervous, Lei,” her gaze met mine and I saw a reflection of my own emotions.
Passion.
Longing.
Love.
My heart raced. “That’s easy for you to say.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ve done it before.”
“You’ve done tons of things.” She gestured to all of the toys and the wheel. “You’re way more experienced than me.”
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“I just brought everything in here so. . .”
She quirked her brows.
I cleared my throat. “I brought everything in here so you wouldn’t get bored.”
“What?” She chuckled.
I frowned. “Don’t laugh.”
“I’m sorry.” She smiled. “Lei. . .you had all types of shit in here. An orchestra. Helpers. You had to have bought out a whole sex toy shop—”
“There were still some products left in there after I was done.”
“Lei.” She slipped her hand up my chest and played with the ends of my hair. “You didn’t need all of that to make me cum. You already did it with just your tongue in the tent.”