Bound To Please Her

Allie has always craved the sight of a woman bound and waiting. Her girlfriend never shared that hunger, so the fantasy stayed locked away. Then she steps into her bedroom and finds Jasmine, stripped bare, wrists and ankles secured to the corners of the bed. Her girlfriend arranged it while she’s away, a gift meant to satisfy the need Allie rarely admits out loud. Allie sheds her clothes in seconds. She kneels between spread thighs, slides two fingers into slick heat and watches Jasmine arch. Her tongue follows, tasting, teasing, circling until Jasmine’s breath stutters. When Allie straps on her harness, the air thickens. She sinks in deep, hips rolling slow, then harder, until every thrust draws a moan from the woman beneath her. Blonde hair spills across the pillow. Natural curves bounce with each movement. Allie takes what she has always wanted, and Jasmine gives every inch of it willingly.