Tempting The Bad Boy
Gabby's the one who would want to play the bad girl role.
"I'm really not." I timidly tell him, but he takes hold of my wrists and lifts them above my head as he straddles my lap. The cold metal handcuffs are secured comfortably around my wrists, keeping my hands trapped above my head as he thrusts his pelvis against me. My heart begins to pound. There's something so exhilarating about having him so close but not being able to touch him, almost like he's taboo, teasing me with his body.
I began to fantasise about Andy handcuffing me to his bed, his warm mouth pressed against my pussy, his tongue swirling over my clit, and me unable to touch him. It was becoming a fantasy that I wanted to exp