CAUGHT UP IN CASHMERE #WIPITUPWEDNESDAY

WELCOME TO ANOTHER WIP IT UP WEDNESDAY!  I hope this post finds our friend feeling better!  We are all sending positive thoughts your way, Melody! :)

Did you guys think I would run out of snippets while we wait for this title to be published?  Not happening!!  This week I’m bringing you yet another scene from our upcoming novella, “The Author’s Friends”.  In today’s installment, Dana is continuing to pen her untitled novel.  Usually, she writes DD and age-play – but lately has been taking a stab at some light BDSM themes. 

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Dana was frustrated and stared at her computer keyboard trying to gain some focus.  Where had she left off with the story?  Oh yes, they’d just put on a show of steamy sex in front of an appreciative crowd.  This scene should definitely take her mind to another place.

Brad and Kristin spent the next afternoon mostly in the confines of their room talking about their careers.  It was risky to date a co-worker, but neither was willing to end their relationship.  If nothing else - they both knew that sneaking around was fueling their sexual appetite for each other. 

Saturday evening after dinner and a nice bottle of wine, they came back to the room.  Brad rummaged through his suitcase and found four unusually long beautiful cashmere scarves to display across the bed while Kristin was in the bathroom freshening up.  When she returned wearing only her thong panties, Brad was sitting on the edge of the bed.  She walked toward him and bent over to touch the softness of the colorful fabric.  

“They’re beautiful.”

“So are you,” he said as he stroked the fullness of her bum bared by the thong.  “Do you trust me?”

Kristin nodded, sensing what Brad had in mind, as he motioned for her to lie across the bed.  One by one he gently tied a scarf on each of her wrists and ankles; the small poster bed was perfect for his planned vision.  He secured the end of each scarf to a post making sure that Kristin was unable to maneuver, while testing to make sure they weren’t too tight.  Brad looked at her lustfully; she was such a soft and feminine woman.  With her eyes closed and head turned to the side, she anticipated the excitement to come.  He wondered if she’d done this before; his girl didn’t appear nervous. 

“Keep your eyes closed, Kristin,” he whispered while cutting the string on each side of her panties with a pocket knife.

Fully clothed, Brad sat next to her on the bed lightly tracing circles around her erect nipples with his finger.  Goosebumps covered her skin as he drew an imaginary line down her abdomen; her squirming body was a beautiful sight.

Brad positioned himself in between her legs; his lips barely grazed her neck with soft kisses.  With eyes obediently still closed, her head rocked from side to side.  His wet tongue happily found its way down each breast, retracing the path he’d just taken with his thick digit.  Kristin pulled against her captures, but the knots held tight in the soft wool.  She wanted desperately to guide his head down to her most sensitive area, but didn’t really need to; Brad knew where to go.

His skilled tongue slowly navigated around her clit, causing her juices to trickle down her inner thighs.  As his pressure ever so slightly increased; Kristin’s legs began to convulse.  With hips arched eagerly wanting more, the intensity of her fight against the restraints only added to his visual pleasure.  Brad could feel his own wetness beneath him as he gyrated against the bed, enjoying every sensation.

Lifting her up slightly, he teased her anus with the tip of his lubricated finger - rubbing and teasing the dark rim over and over.  She again tried moving against the restraints, but they didn’t budge.  He pushed his finger slowly up her ass, moving in and out until she twitched helplessly with delight.  With his tongue in her pussy and finger inserted up to a knuckle, they simultaneously worked their magic.  Kristin couldn’t hold back any longer, tugging and pulling wildly; her whole body finally tensed as if she’d been shot and quivered violently in short delightful spasms over and over.  

Brad quickly removed his pants and straddled her torso taking hold of his penis, cradling it in between her breasts.  As he held her breasts firmly and stroked in earnest, his cum squirted in long, even spurts.  Gently he guided his penis to slowly massage the warm liquid around her nipples.  She opened her eyes, smiled at him lovingly and moaned in satisfaction.  With his hands clasped around her wrists, he bent over and kissed her, releasing some of her own taste into her mouth.  Untying each scarf and gently rubbing Kristin’s delicate reddened skin, they looked into each others eyes.  There was definitely more than physical satisfaction involved.

Dana stopped typing when suddenly she felt a wriggly little body rubbing up against her leg; it was Wally.  Richard was home.

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Hopefully, you enjoyed this little scene that Dana wrote!  There's not much dialogue in it, so she's hoping no one was disappointed! ;) Thanks for coming by … and don’t forget to hop over and read the other hot excerpts!  There’s some great reading just waiting for you!  ~ shelly