The most prominent sound in the room was my own panting. Just like in my dreams, Miss Jessica had the spotlight. It shone through the big window to the left, as if this was all planned to coincide with the full moon or some goddess like Aphrodite was her stage director.
My wrists tugged at the restraints as I fidgeted under Miss Jessica’s looming presence which saturated the air around me.
“What do you want, Hunter?” She whispered in my ear, making my whole body shiver. I lost it when I felt her teeth nibble at the lobe and her tongue swirl around inside. I didn’t move too much, though, since my ankles were bound too.
“Gahh…I want your pussy, Miss Jessica.”
“Mmm…don’t you love the teasing, though?” She kissed down my neck, aggressively at first, and then sensually, before licking her way back up my chin and then locking her lips onto mine for a split second.
“Fuck…” I whimpered, pressing my hips upwards as if I might accidentally, finally penetrate her.
“Hmm? Are you gonna be a good boy and answer my question, Hunter?”
“I love your pussy more.”