Luby’s POV
But he just watched, his hand palming his bulge, eyes fixed on my squirming form. The dildo ramped up, vibrating faster, and I cried out, “Ethan, untie me! I need you... oh god, please!” My voice was desperate. Sweat beaded on my skin, my t**s jiggling with each shake from the clamps, n*****s aching deliciously.
Instead of freeing me, Ethan rose from the chair and stalked back over, his presence looming. He knelt between my legs again, the rose vibrator still working its magic inside me. I watched, panting, as he lowered his head. His hot breath fanned over my clit first, making me twitch. Then his tongue flicked out, lapping at the sensitive nub peeking from the vibrator's petals.
“Ahhh! f**k!” I screamed, the direct contact sending sparks exploding behind my eyes. His tong
