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  She moaned softly and leaned back against him. "Well, you never know when it may come in handy," she managed to whisper. Grabbing a tube of strawberry flavoured she held it up for his inspection. "Strawberry flavoured."

  "Oh, I think you taste fine as you are," he countered, his tone now teasing.

  She tossed the strawberry lube in the basket and then grabbed some warming and a couple other tubes without really paying much attention to what they claimed to do. Her focus was too trained on the hard body behind her.

  He suddenly backed away from her, leaving her stumbling backwards. "Well, if you're really serious about stocking up then we might find these useful." He grabbed a pair of handcuffs covered in black fur from a rack behind them and tossed them into her basket with the lube.

  Huh? Alyssa blinked and gave her head a little shake clearing the thoughts of how good he felt in her at the bridal shop earlier that day. Damn, why did he have to work her up like that? Revenge for the bridal shop she imagined.

  He grabbed a matching fur flogger and tossed that in along with the handcuffs. He caught her eyes and then pointed to the flogger. "That sweetheart is going to be fun to try on you." Next he tossed in a black satin blindfold.

  She watched as his eyes landed on the wall of vibrators. The women had moved to the pornographic video section of the store so he grabbed her hand and led her over to them.

  "You know Evan, we don't need to go too overboard."

  He grinned at her as his eyes ran up and down the length of her body, making her both slightly self-conscious and highly aroused at the same time. He grabbed a medium sized purple vibrator from the wall. "Purple, pink or blue?"

  "Blue?"

  Putting the purple one back on the wall, he grabbed the blue one. "Good choice. Says they use an innovative ribbing design for your pleasure." He gave her a lopsided smile as he pointed to the front of the package, making her giggle. The blue vibrator joined the growing collection of toys.

  Not being able to resist herself she set the basket on the floor, slipped her arms around his neck, stretched along the length of his body and kissed him quickly on the lips. "Who'd have thought shopping with you could be so much fun."

  "Oh, I think using the purchases will be much more pleasurable," he responded, lowering his lips to capture hers once more.

  ****

  Despite having picked out the outfit with him less than an hour prior, Alyssa was still feeling self-conscious as she assessed her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Evan had picked out a black and white striped prisoner costume for her to wear for him. He thought it would work well with the handcuffs he'd bought for them. The skirt was so short that if she bent, even slightly she'd be exposing her naked pussy to the world. The top was skin tight and buttoned down the front and dipped low into her cleavage, while pushing her breasts up and together. The worst of it was the boots. The boots were thigh high with a stiletto heel so high that she feared she'd trip and make a complete fool of herself on her way to the bed.

  Removing the clip that was holding her hair into a bun at the top of her head she let her long dark silken locks cascade down her back. There's nothing to be shy about, he's been you're closest friend for a month now and he wants you! She reminded herself, trying to gather the courage to face him.

  Taking a deep breath in, she grabbed the door handle, pulled it open and stepped out into the bedroom. Her eyes immediately went to the bed, where Evan was reclined wearing only his jeans, his hands laced behind his head watching the news on the television mounted on the opposite wall. Upon realizing she's entered the room he immediately turned off the television and tossed the remote onto the night table by the bed.

  His eyes popped open and he licked his lips. He whistled his appreciation as his eyes slowly made their way down the length of her and then back up to meet her eyes. The intensity in his stare took her breath away momentarily and ignited the fire between her legs. He cleared his throat and raked a hand through his hair as he sat up on the bed. "You look... so fucking sexy Alyssa. Beautiful."

  She cocked her head and gave him a wink. "So glad we made that last stop before coming home?"

  "Oh, hell yeah," he confirmed as he slid from the bed and slowly stalked towards her.

  She chewed at her lower lip, watching him in anticipation of what he had planned for her. The assortment of toys they'd purchased were lined up on the night table waiting to be used. She didn't have much time ponder it. When he reached her, he pushed her against the wall with his hard body, and his lips claimed hers roughly.

  She gasped at his enthusiasm and he took it as an invitation to slip his tongue between her lips. With a moan she slid her hands up his hard, finely contoured muscular chest and laced them behind his neck, pressing herself against him. His cock, already rock solid pressed against her stomach, making her yearn to free it from his jeans, fall to her knees and take him into her mouth.

  But this was his fantasy, so she was at the mercy of what he wanted from her. Another shiver rushed through her thinking of the possibilities.

  "Mmmm," he moaned pulling his lips from hers and stepping back and looking down at her, his green eyes examining each and every inch of her.

  "So now what do you plan on doing with me?" She took a step forward and closed the distance between them.

  He didn't answer, but spun her around and walked her backwards towards the bed until the back of her legs hit the bed. "I think my little prisoner needs to be taught a lesson."

  Raising an inquisitive brow at him she grinned. "What kind of lesson?" Although she asked she knew full well that whatever he had planned for her it would involve the pair of handcuffs. They seemed to have been his favourite item, besides the outfit, that they'd picked up at the store.

  He gave her a devilish grin, swooped down, grabbed her upper thighs and tossed her onto the bed. She giggled as she landed, spread-eagled on the bed. Her skirt had inched up just enough that he could see she was without panties. His lust filled eyes were immediately directed to the apex between her legs and a soft growl came from him.

  As suspected, Evan grabbed the handcuffs, leaned over her and quickly cuffed her first wrist. Looping the chain around one of the rungs on the headboard above her head, then he grabbed her free wrist and secured it as well. Once done, he stood and shed his jeans and boxers. He was now standing naked, his big beautiful cock fully erect with a drip of pre-cum escaping from the tip.

  Unconsciously, Alyssa swiped her tongue across her lower lip as her eyes wandered over his muscular body. Pure perfection if she'd ever seen it. She wanted to touch him - badly. She pulled at the cuffs, knowing she couldn't free herself, but not being able to keep herself from at least trying.

  Evan chuckled as he leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. He slipped onto the bed and stretched out alongside her. "So what am I going to do with you?" he asked, more to himself than to her as he trailed his index finger along her collarbone and down along the valley between her breasts.

  She shook her head, her eyes locked to his. The pulsing between her legs intensified and she squirmed trying to relieve the building pressure.

  He unbuttoned the first button on her top, then the second and third. When the forth came loose, the spandex material parted exposing her lush naked breasts to him. Leaning over her he took the nipple closest to him in his mouth. A short rush of pleasure raced through her and she moaned softly.

  His tongue circled the large beige nipple turning it into a hardened peak, while his hand palmed the other, his fingers pinching and rolling the nipple.

  "Evan," she gasped, squirming and pulling at her restraints. God, she wanted him and she needed relief soon. His rock solid cock pressed against her hip teasing her.

  He chuckled and began to slowly move down the length of her body. His soft kisses teasing the sensitive flesh of her stomach and moving lower. She began to gently buck against his mouth as his lips came to the waistband of her skirt.

  Looking up, his eyes took on a misch
ievous gleam as they caught hers. "I don't think you'll need this anymore." Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of the skirt he slowly slid it down over her hips. His mouth hovered over her pussy, the warmth of his breath becoming nearly unbearable.

  She wiggled under him, once more testing the strength of the cuffs. "Please Evan!"

  He glanced back up at her, a sexy smirk touching his lips and he continued his torment, his lips ghosting across the skin of her inner thigh as he pulled the material down further. "I think we'll keep the boots on. Love the boots," he muttered, though she wasn't sure if he was informing her or just speaking out loud.

  Sitting up, he slipped the skirt all of the way off and tossed it to the floor.

  "I need you Evan," Alyssa gasped, her voice breaking.

  He leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips once more. "It was your idea to go to the sex store," he reminded her and she groaned at the reminded.

  "Please." She caught her lower lip between her teeth.

  He glanced over at the night table and then down at her smooth shaven pussy. "Spread your legs."

  She nodded and eagerly spread her legs, hoping he'd have it in his heart to relieve her of the torture she was enduring.

  Evan settled himself between her legs, his eyes now focused intently on her exposed dripping wet, pink pussy. Alyssa whimpered as he slipped his index finger along the length of her slit, from her anus to her clit. The anticipation had gotten her to the point where she was on the edge and only a small push away from exploding.

  Leaning over her, he traced her lower lip with his finger coated in her juices. She moaned as she sucked his finger into her mouth licking it clean of her nectar.

  His breath caught in his throat for a moment. "Fuck Alyssa," he finally managed to groan.

  Alyssa caught his gaze, noticing her own desire reflected in his eyes and smiled softly, loving the fact his teasing was almost as tormenting to him as it was to her. "I need you Evan."

  He kissed her once more on the lips, before travelling back down her torso to position his head between her legs. Damn, he looked good down there, his mouth less than an inch from her throbbing core and how she wanted to thread her fingers into his short dark hair and force his mouth into her wet cunt.

  "So fucking wet. Love it." He spread her soft folds exposing her swollen clit and drenched pussy and then blew a steady stream of air along her length. Alyssa closed her eyes as she gasped as a wave of pleasure rushed through her, while she struggled with renewed vigour against her restraints. Lowering his head, his mouth gently caressed her clit, flicking the nub with his tongue while thrusting two fingers deep into her moist core.

  Alyssa bucked against his hand and mouth as she moaned, her hands fisting above her head. She was painfully close now. Evan pulled his fingers from her and thrust them back in, stroking her inner wall while sucking hard on her clit and that was all she needed.

  “Oh my God. Evan Yes. Evan!” she screamed out his name. Her body tensed and then with a rush of relief her pussy exploded in an orgasm so intense that it brought tears to her eyes, covering his hand with her juices as it seeped from her and down her ass.

  Removing his fingers from her, he immediately stopped his torment of her clit and buried his face between her legs. He eagerly lapped up every ounce of her juices as though he was a starving man and her pussy juice was the only form of nourishment left in the world. His tongue swept viciously through her pussy, every stroke more intense than the last.

  She bucked wildly against his mouth as he began to thrust his tongue in and out of her core - she was thrashing so wildly he settled a hand on her pelvis to secure her to the bed, which only increased her agony. His tongue pistoned in and out as if he were fucking her with his magnificent cock, while he began to explore her ass with his juice coated finger.

  "Oh God, fuck me Evan. Please!" she cringed at the needy tone of her voice, but the sweet pleasure he was bringing her was too intense, too much, but at the same time not enough. She was rapidly ascending the summit once more, her body winding so tightly that her stomach was beginning to ache from the need to release.

  "Come for me first," he demanded.

  His demand was all she needed. She closed her eyes and threw her head back in the pillow, channelling her focus on the sensations that he was bringing about with his tongue. She moaned loudly, while bucking wildly against his mouth and prodding finger as she fell over the summit and exploded. Her eyes were no longer shut and she was panting hard, and feeling slightly light-headed. Her body went limp and she closed her eyes again, this time basking in the aftermath of her second orgasm.

  "Good girl."

  She hardly noticed him slipping his finger from her ass or him slipping from the bed. Her eyes flew open when she heard the sound of her cuffs being rattled as Evan unlocked the cuffs from her wrists and tossed them to the night table. While tired and sated, she hoped he wasn't finished with her yet, but said nothing. Instead she watched as he examined the table of goodies for a moment before grabbing a bottle of lube.

  Catching her eye, he smiled down at her. Though the smile was friendly, the look of heated desire in his eyes sent a shiver through her. "Evan?"

  Sitting on the bed next to her he leaned over and kissed her tenderly. He lifted his lips slightly so he could peer into her eyes. "Have you ever had someone take that nice tight pussy and your ass at the same time?"

  Her eyes widened as she shook her head. "I've been curious about it though," she finally admitted feeling her face flush slightly as though she'd just admitted so something highly scandalous. Again, she wondered how any woman in their right mind would want someone else when they had such a wonderfully beautiful and seductive man like Evan at home.

  Evan ghosted his lips across hers. "Will you try it?"

  Alyssa moaned softly against his lips. Would she try it? She'd try just about anything for him at that moment. Despite her two orgasms, the familiar tingle between her legs started back up. "Yes," she whispered.

  "Flip over honey."

  She did as told rolling over to her stomach, then positioned herself onto her hands and knees. She then grabbing a pillow and leaned forward, lowering her chest to the mattress as he grabbed the vibrator, along with the lube and positioned himself behind her on his knees.

  "Spread your legs further apart and relax I don't want to hurt you," he said as he flipped open the tube and smeared a generous amount on her. "Have you had anal before?"

  "Yes." But not with a cock as big as yours. She wanted it, but at the same time she was slightly intimidated by his size. He was big, much bigger than she'd had in the past. Taking a few deep breaths in and releasing them she found herself starting to relax somewhat.

  "Many times?" he asked as he spread the warming lube on her. It warmed as he rubbed it onto her, along her slit, with his primary focus being her anus. Placing one hand on the small of her back he slipped one finger into her ass.

  "Twice," she gasped from the sudden invasion and instinctively clinched around his probing finger.

  "Mmmm. Relax baby," He whispered, soothing and relaxing her. Sliding the hand that was on his lower back around her waist he palmed her pussy, spread her pussy lips and began to stroke her swollen clit.

  She whimpered and immediately relaxed as the sensations his fingers were bringing to her as they played with her nub increased her need to have him in her. Ass, pussy, mouth, she didn't care at this point as long as he was filling her.

  He pumped his single index finger in her ass a few minutes while stroking her clit before adding a second finger and scissoring his fingers, stretching her ass so she could accommodate his girth. "Oh-my-god," She moaned and began to push back against him, needing his fingers in deeper, faster. Alyssa fisted the pillow under her. "Evan. Oh God, I love it. I need it,"

  He didn't respond, but seemingly satisfied that she was ready to accommodate him, he pressed the head of his cock to the tight rim of muscle guarding her tight ass. He pressed slowly into her. Hi
s cock stretched her ass further than it had ever been stretched causing an intense burning making her cry out against the pillow.

  "Relax honey," he whispered as he began to work her clit again, pinching hard and rolling the quivering nub between his fingers.

  She took another breath in and let her body relax under his expert touch. When he felt she was relaxed enough he continued pressing. "Damn, so tight. You feel amazing baby."

  She could only moan and whimper. The burning pain was gone and now replaced by the need to have his huge shaft in deeper. She bucked back against him and he groaned.

  "Easy," he advised.

  "I need you. It's okay."

  He groaned and then chuckled as she bucked back against him again. "It's me, not you. Feels so fucking good that you're going to be making me cum before I have a chance to insert the vibrator."

  Loving the affect she was having on him, Alyssa looked back over her shoulder at him, gave him a wicked grin and wink and then bucked back against him once more. He closed his eyes and groaned, his hands now on her hips gripping them tightly.

  "Damn, Alyssa," he opened his eyes and they caught hers. A rush of electricity raced through her as their eyes locked. He returned her smile and grasping her hips tightly, rammed his cock into her ass, balls deep. She moaned loudly, her chest falling back onto the pillow once more.

  Moments later, with is cock still buried deep into her, tormenting her with its presence, she heard the faint buzz of the vibrator and the coolness which quickly turned to warmth as he spread some more lubricant between her soft, moist folds.

  "I'm not wet enough already," she teased, though considering she could feel her juices slowly sliding down her inner thighs she knew she was.