로그인Tarzan kissed her again—tasting the salt of her tears as he swallowed her whimpers.When he pulled back, he whispered against her lips."We're just getting started. I told you, baby. I'm going to punish you properly."He shifted down her body, settling between her thighs.Lena couldn't even protest, too wasted to argue. Her limbs felt like lead, her mind a hazy blur of sensation and surrender.She was still slick and sensitive, her folds glistening in the dim light. Tarzan pressed a kiss to her sensitive nectar, then dragged his tongue through her—just once, tasting her. She whimpered at the contact, her hips twitching."Now," he murmured, "let me get this in you."He positioned the vibrator at her entrance, the silicone tip cool against her heat. Slowly, inch by inch, he slid it inside her. Lena gasped as her walls clenched around it instinctively, gripping the intrusion.He pushed until it was seated deep, the curved base resting against her pubic bone."There," he said, his voice t
Before Lena could recover, Tarzan hooked his fingers under the elastic of her panties.Slowly, torturously, he slid them down her legs.Her skin flushed under the searing heat of his stare."Look at you," he said, almost reverently. "All this, just for me.""Stop staring at it," she breathed, her voice hot and strained."Hmmm? I can't help it, you know."He smirked, shifting comfortably to kneel between her legs, settling in for a full view and complete control."Now, let's do this again. With nothing in between.""Wait!" Lena cried out.He paused. "Hmmm?""Can you lower the speed a little? It's too much. My head is going to blow off.""Poor Lena... Didn't I tell you? This is punishment. Who says you get to decide?"Without another word, he pressed the toy gently against her clit.Lena's eyes flew wide as tears of sweet, sharp pleasure blurred her vision. The suction sealed around her, and the vibration kicked up a notch with a deep, rumbling effect."Nghhhh! Tarzaaaaaan!!"Her back a
Tarzan picked up the vibrator, turning it over in his hands with the solemn concentration of a man defusing a bomb.There was a small switch on the side and a single button near the base. He pressed it tentatively. Nothing. He frowned and tried again. Still nothing."Hold on," he muttered, twisting it this way and that. "There must be—"He fumbled with it for another moment, brow furrowed, tongue poking the corner of his lips in deep focus.Lena couldn't help the giggle that escaped her. "Having trouble, big guy?"He shot her a look.She laughed. "Maybe I should take a look—""No," he said firmly, holding it just out of her reach. "I've got this. I can figure out a simple—"He pressed a different spot, and suddenly the device purred to life. Tarzan's eyes widened. Lena's breath caught."Ah," he said, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across his face. "There we go."He looked at her then, his gaze dark and gleaming. "Now, baby... let's see just how effective this thing really is."Lena
“You are scaring me!” she cried with face flushed.Tarzan’s lips twitched, but the strict look in his eyes never faltered.“It’s too late to cry, Lena.”He leaned forward, his broad chest pressing against her, trapping her beneath his shadow.“The book was awesome,” he murmured, his voice softening. “I liked what I saw. It gave me ideas.”Lena raised a brow. “Ideas?”He nodded slowly, his eyes darkening. “About how to take care of you. About how to make you feel good.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “And about how to remind you that you’re precious to me.”She melted slightly at his words, her defenses crumbling. “Really?”He nodded.“But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “I said I was going to punish you. I meant it. I wanted to kiss you and you pulled away. Do you know how hurtful that was?”Lena’s breath hitched. Her eyes flicked between his intense gaze and the innocent-looking toys lying on the silk. A shiver ran dow
Tarzan pulled back just enough to hold her gaze, his dark eyes glinting with a heat that made her stomach flip.A slow, wicked smile curved his lips as he eased off the bed.“Don’t move,” he commanded softly, though an edge in his voice made her breath catch.Lena watched him cross to the corner of the room. Her heart hammered against her ribs, anticipation coiling low in her belly. The red bedroom light flickered across his broad back, casting dancing shadows over the ridges of his spine.He finally returned to her, a small ribbon-tied box in his hands. The sight of it made her brow furrow in both curiosity and confusion.“What’s that?” she asked, sitting up slightly, her hair tumbling over her shoulders.Tarzan climbed back onto the bed, his weight dipping the mattress as he knelt beside her. He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he slowly opened the box, revealing its contents.Inside, nestled beautifully on pink silk, lay three objects. The first was a small pink tube—silicon
When Tarzan opened his eyes again, he looked down at her, his vision swimming. Lena was busy deep-throating his monster cock. The thick, veined shaft disappeared between her stretched lips until her nose pressed hard against the dense black curls at his base. The sounds got louder as her throat convulsed around him. Each time she pulled back just enough to breathe, a thick strand of spit stretched from her bottom lip to the flushed, glistening head before she plunged forward again, taking him deeper down her throat. Tarzan’s entire body locked. His powerful thighs trembled violently on either side of her head. His hips jerked helplessly, the thick muscles of his abdomen jumping under sweat-slicked skin. He could feel every wet constriction, every flutter of her soft palate and the incredible way her tongue pressed flat against the underside of his cock as she swallowed around him again and again. “Lena—ah—fuck—” His deep voice shattered into desperate, high-pi
LENA'S POV What a day... I drifted through the rest of my shift like a shadow, barely present. Julia and the girls noticed. They gently pulled me aside and told me to take a break—they'd cover for me, they wouldn't say anything to the boss since she's still on maternity leave. I whispered a sh
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