Erin gulped as LeeAnne released the hold on the bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. Naked in all her glory, Erin didn’t know what to fuck first—the tits, the clit, or the slit. Fuck, she didn’t even know which way was up.
Unclothed, the hard-as-steel woman did indeed sport muscles with black belt definition. Despite the trim build, she was also soft at just the right places that called to Erin’s protective instincts. And for the next hour or so, these curves were all hers to enjoy.
Setting the bottle of olive oil down on the mat, Erin pulled on the plastic wrap and bound the breasts. Then she fashioned a panty and slid in a few fingers for a quick appetizer. She gave it a swirl and grinned when LeeAnne’s breath caught. Good, the wrap was loose enough at the slit to allow for entry.
“Lay down on the mat, face up,” Erin said. As LeeAnne laid down, Erin placed the box of plastic wrap aside and picked up the bottle of oil. She drizzled some oil along LeeAnne’s navel before setting the bottle down beside LeeAnne. Then she lathered up her hands by spreading the oil around the belly.
“What are you doing?” LeeAnne asked in a strained voice.
“Cataloguing every inch of your body to find all your erogenous zones.”
LeeAnne worked her throat. “That’s … cruel.”
Unclothed, the hard-as-steel woman did indeed sport muscles with black belt definition. Despite the trim build, she was also soft at just the right places that called to Erin’s protective instincts. And for the next hour or so, these curves were all hers to enjoy.
Setting the bottle of olive oil down on the mat, Erin pulled on the plastic wrap and bound the breasts. Then she fashioned a panty and slid in a few fingers for a quick appetizer. She gave it a swirl and grinned when LeeAnne’s breath caught. Good, the wrap was loose enough at the slit to allow for entry.
“Lay down on the mat, face up,” Erin said. As LeeAnne laid down, Erin placed the box of plastic wrap aside and picked up the bottle of oil. She drizzled some oil along LeeAnne’s navel before setting the bottle down beside LeeAnne. Then she lathered up her hands by spreading the oil around the belly.
“What are you doing?” LeeAnne asked in a strained voice.
“Cataloguing every inch of your body to find all your erogenous zones.”
LeeAnne worked her throat. “That’s … cruel.”
The above excerpt is from The Investigation (DykeLove Quickies Book 4), when captor becomes captive, er, captivated.
The Investigation (DykeLove Quickies Book 4) is a multicultural erotic romance with fetish in the DykeLove Quickies series.
If you like stories about lesbians, you may also enjoy The Invitation (DykeLove Bound Book 1).
The Investigation (DykeLove Quickies Book 4) is a multicultural erotic romance with fetish in the DykeLove Quickies series.
If you like stories about lesbians, you may also enjoy The Invitation (DykeLove Bound Book 1).
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