It's quiet this evening. The only noise is the radio playing softly in the background. We are in the shadows but close enough to the fire that I can see the flames dance in your eyes, or maybe what I see is your desire for me. The cool air kisses my bare skin as the heat of my need burns me from within.
You are positioned in the corner of the sectional and I am straddling your lap. My wrists are bound in my cuffs and fastened together behind my back. I am at your mercy. I have been wet for hours with the plug that I wear for you.
Your pace has been slow and sensual, teasing me to the edge. My nipples are hard from the cool night and your attention to them. I see your face change. I know that look of hunger when the restraint has worn thin and you need to take instead of give.
Your hands become vices on me as you thrust up into me, slamming into the core of my need. Laughter bubbles up out of me as I arch my back and cum. It pleases me to know that I bring out the beast in you.
As I cuddle into your chest, you slowly trace a finger up my now sensitive back and it makes me giggle. You tell me that this is one of your favorite times with me. You say that you love my giggle and my ticklishness.
I am so content at this moment. How could I not giggle from happiness.
