When Claire heard the key in the lock she jumped to her feet. There was a little wet patch on the chair where she had been sitting. Her tummy did a flip as she heard Jack take off his coat and shoes. Taking a deep breath, she tried to relax, but it was difficult. She was nervous.
“Oh my,” Jack’s voice pierced through her frantic thoughts. He walked into the kitchen and his cock immediately started to grow. Claire blushed and wrapped her arms around her chest, covering herself.
“No, no.” Jack whispered, taking a few steps toward her. “Don’t hide yourself.” There was a visible bulge in his pants as he stood there gazing at her. Claire’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood there, waiting for him to pounce, to have his way with her. Jack reached down and pulled a bottle of Lagavulin from the liquor cabinet.
“Claire, would you get me some ice?” he asked.
Claire’s mind spun in a million directions. Now? She thought. I’m standing naked in front of you and you want a drink. Now? Flustered, she walked awkwardly over to the refrigerator. She bent down to open the freezer and Jack’s cock stiffened. Her nipples hardened as soon as the cold freezer air hit them. She shuddered, and brought Jack the tray of ice. He resisted the urge to stroke his cock through his pants and dropped four ice cubes into his glass.
“Come here,” he said, after he finished pouring his drink. Once Claire was close enough he grabbed onto her tie and pulled her toward him. She gasped and stumbled forward, reaching out for balance.
“Lie down.” He ordered.
Claire didn’t move. The look on her face was almost frightened. Jack’s gaze softened slightly and he repeated himself, tugging at the tie, her leash.
“Lie down, Claire.”
She climbed onto the table and lay down on her back. Jack leisurely took a sip of his drink, inspecting his prize. Stunning, he thought. He loosened the tie around his neck and the one around hers, removing them both. With one skillful motion he pulled her hands behind her back and tied them together. Claire let out a soft whimper as he tightened the knot around her wrists. He took the other tie and used it as a blindfold, covering her eyes. He waved his hand in front of her to make sure she couldn’t see. She didn’t respond. Blinded and bound, she was all his now, helpless.
Jack reached into his single malt and fished out an ice cube. Holding it just above Claire’s breasts he stood patiently and waited for it to start to melt. When the first drop of ice water fell and hit her chest Claire gasped. The drips rolled down her cleavage and off her hard nipples. Chills shoot through her body, penetrating deep inside, down into her core. Jack slowly pressed the ice cube against her flesh. He glided it along her smooth skin, her curves, down toward her belly button. She responded with shivers, and sharp, shallow breaths. With her eyes blindfolded her senses were heightened to the icy touch. She let out a moan as the Jack gently parted the lips of her pussy. The heat from her centre melted the ice cube quickly, coating her cunt in cool refreshing water. She spread her legs slightly to encourage Jack. She needed to be fucked, she wanted to be used. His delicate touch was almost too much to handle.
Jack fished another ice cube from his drink and slowly pushed it into her pussy. Immediately it started to melt, mixing with her own juices, trickling onto her thigh. She arched her back to open her pussy to him, begging him for more. He slid another scotch dipped cube into her cunt. Claire squirmed and writhed on the table, her whole body tingling from the sensation of being chilled from the inside out. And then she felt something different. His lips, his tongue. Pressed against her pussy, flicking across her clit. Jack nibbled and sucked, fucking her with his tongue. He grunted and gasped for air, running his hands up and down her body.
Reaching down, he unzipped his pants, finally releasing his throbbing cock. Claire’s body quivered as an orgasm overtook her. With her hands still tied behind her she was helpless. She had no choice but to give in to the momentum of her climax, as it rippled through her body, flushing her cheeks. Jack continued to lap at her dripping pussy, savouring every drop of scotch flavoured sex. She was enveloped by another orgasm, and then another, each one more intense than the last. Jack let out a growl as his cock exploded. Sinking down onto his knees he trembled with pleasure, stroking himself until he was completely drained.
“Oh God,” whispered Claire, as she slowly regained consciousness.“Oh God….”
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This is so very hot, thanks!! It made me long for my bourbon-drinking man!!
Oh this is sooo hot. Can’t wait for the next part.