His fingers trailed down her torso between her breasts and down towards her navel. Her wrists were bound with silk to the corners of the headboard. A third stole her sense of sight. Lost in the electric current of his touch, she arched her back, her excited nipples proffered to the Gods, begging to be worshipped.
He leaned down and suckled at her breast. His lips lingered as his fingers ventured lower. She fought the urge to close her legs as her desire and the silks binding her ankles to the ends of the footboard left her longing for his touch. She held her breath as his tongue teased the tip of her nipple. Her senses were being assaulted with forms of pleasure she had never before experienced. This was her coming of age; her first time with a new lover in many years.
His fingers parted her lips and she flushed as thoughts of his discovery of her arousal filled her mind. His hand caressed her inner thigh and she pressed her hips against his hand, wanting for more. One, then two, fingers slowly eased inside her, sliding back and forth. Her body soon acquiesced to his touch. The heel of his palm and the tips of his fingers stimulated both sides of her clitoris and a whimper escaped her lips.
A cube of ice replaced his lips and she cried out with the sudden change in temperature on her flesh. The cold, wet trail dripped down her breast as he held the cube to her nipple. She bit her lip when she felt it slide down her body towards her sex. She cried out when he nestled it against her clitoris.
Panting, she begged him for release, but his kiss silenced her plea. She tried to pull away when she felt another cube trailing up and down the insides of her thighs. She cried out into his mouth when she felt the ice slip between her lips and into the warmth of her sex.
Her mind was racing and she wanted nothing more than for him to untie her so that she could reach out and take him in her arms. She wanted to wrap her hands around his waist and pull him to her, guiding him inside her. More than anything she wanted to feel him inside her, lowering his weight upon her, stretching her with his girth as he took her.
Was she dreaming or was it really happening? She felt his weight on top of her. His cock inside her, thrusting slowly and deeply, broke the spell of her trance. She lifted her head, lips parted, hungry for his kiss. He leaned down, his lips finding hers, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth.
She cried out as her body reacted to his touch. He had consumed her completely and now her orgasm shook her core. She lost control as his hand cupped her breast as he continued thrusting inside her. He felt her body react and clench his cock as she came. Unable to hold back, he cried out, and with one final thrust, his seed filled her womb.