CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 250: Everything in Order (5)
Henry traced the straps that Amy held, as though assessing their strength. Amy’s gaze remained fixed on him, carefully observing his every motion.
She desired him to carry out her plans for the evening, but she hadn’t foreseen the situation unfolding in such a manner.
While her heart raced with excitement, she yearned for him to fulfill their agenda of building their family that will start this evening, but she hadn’t anticipated the scenario evolving this way.
But she does not mind, it excites her in a way that she has not imagined before. It will surely be an unforgettable night for them, she thought.
Henry stopped his movements and look down to ask her as a glimmer of passion gleamed in Henry’s eyes as he inquired, "Would it be ok for you if I bound you with this?" Henry said as he point to the wrist straps just beside the one that Amy is holding.
Amy wordlessly nodded, granting her consent. Henry proceeded to secure the wrist straps onto both of her arms, effectively reducing her mobility to a great extent.
After securing her arms to the upper part of the swing, Henry’s hands trailed from Amy’s hands, gliding along her arms until they rested upon her neck.
He wrapped his hands around her neck gently and pulled her abruptly, making her swing forward onto his body. When her body softly crash onto his, he leaned forward and kissed her breathlessly.
"How does it feel to ride ’the swing,’ my love?" Henry whispered, his eyes brimming with desire. His blood surged, causing his body to grow warm as he fixated on the captivating sight before him.
Amy remained silent for a moment, finding it difficult to put into words the exact emotions coursing through her. Both her hands and legs were tightly secured to the straps of the swing, leaving her suspended in mid-air, entirely defenseless and vulnerable.
Rather than being frightened by her helplessness, Amy felt an unusual sensation stirring within her—a peculiar mix of excitement and arousal. Her vulnerability seemed to fuel the growing fire within her. She kept her eyes fixed on Henry, attentively observing his every action, not wanting to miss a single moment.
Amy heard Henry’s remark before he gently gripped her chin, indulging in a passionate kiss with unabashed enthusiasm. He ardently explored her mouth, eagerly seeking her tongue, which she willingly offered with eagerness.
Amy fervently rubbed her tongue against his, an insatiable hunger guiding her actions, like a famished wolf, until she felt Henry respond by sucking on her tongue, eliciting a moan of pleasure. As she attempted to pull her hands, longing to touch him and Henry flashed a smile, knowing full well her attempts were futile due to her bound state.
"Would you care to share your thoughts now?" Henry asked, gently pulling back to meet Amy’s flushed face, his gaze filled with mischievousness.
"What was your question again?" Amy asked, her mind enraptured by an intense desire for her husband to even remember what he was talking about.
Henry laughed at her question and instead of repeating the same question, he graze his hand from her cheek to her chest, stomach, and legs, intentionally skipping all the parts that are yearning for his touch.
Amy’s breath caught in her throat as she experienced the electrifying sensation, her impatience growing by the second. She was awfully aware that Henry was intentionally savoring the moment, deliberately taking it slow.
However, the peak of her fertility added another layer of frailty, making her situation feel even more vulnerable and intensifying her desire for release.
Amy’s craving for Henry surged uncontrollably. If only she weren’t restrained, she would have eagerly pushed him down and taken charge, mounting him right then and there to satisfy her overpowering desire.
"Henry, please stop teasing me," Amy couldn’t hold back any longer, her need for release compelling her to voice her plea.
Henry smirked and stared at her before removing his elephant g-string. Amy’s eyebrow raised up for a second before smiling at him as she bit her lower lip.
But when she thought that he will finally undress her, he did not. Instead, he held his raging manhood and brush it against her wide-open legs in a very slow manner.
She felt its warmth and its smoothness making her already wet entrance wetter. She breathe in deeply trying to calm herself. If Henry is trying to make her drip more, he’s doing a good job at it.
"Should I stop?" he asked.
"Yes, no! Damn it, Henry! You know what I want, stop asking!" Amy yelped making Henry laugh.
"And what do you want, my angel?" he continued.
"Continue with your questioning and I’ll be the devil that you wouldn’t want to see," Amy retorted.
"That’s better then, I want to see how devilish you can be," Henry playfully teased once more.
Amy rolled her eyes, attempting once again to free her hands, but to no avail. Frustrated, she demanded, "Remove this strap right now!"
"Alright," Henry replied curtly. However, instead of removing the expected strap, he released a different one that was attached to her, surprising Amy.
Henry delicately tugged on the strings that secured Amy’s bikini top at the back, gradually undoing the knots. With a gentle lift, he removed the top and discarded it, letting it fall to the floor. Following suit, he moved to the sides of her bikini bottom, untying the strings that held it in place.
As Amy stood bare, her gaze met Henry’s darkened eyes, brimming with desire. Without hesitation, he grasped the rope of the swing and pulled, causing her body to ascend, making it easy for Henry to reach her treasures as he stood in front of her.
"My love?" Amy uttered for Henry was just standing still between her legs staring at her, but then quickly dived in sealing her mouth with his.
She felt his desire for her with how strong his kisses were and Amy accepted all of it with pleasure.
His hands started roaming around her whole body intensifying its heat. She felt her core swell, wanting to be soothed and touched.
Henry’s lips departed from Amy’s lips, caressing her ear and tracing a path along her neck. She listened to his whisper, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. "If this becomes uncomfortable for you, let me know," he murmured.
"I’m perfectly fine, please don’t stop," Amy responded, her voice filled with anticipation. She sensed a smile from Henry at the touch of his breath against her skin.
"Don’t worry I won’t. You have no idea how aroused I am right now. I want to f*ck you so badly in this swing," he whispered in her ear.
The next thing she knew is that Henry started licking and sucking her bre*sts, alternating each in his mouth making her roll her head back and close her eyes.
"Mmm..." Amy moaned at the heightening pleasure she is feeling right now making her sheath more impatient as it becomes wetter with his every touch.
But she doesn’t have to wait that long since Henry started to plant tiny kisses on her stomach, down to her navel, and finally... not yet... he skipped that part and pulled away his head.
Amy opened her eyes and locked her gaze on Henry, she noticed his fixed attention on her core, she frowned and asked, "What is wrong?"
"There is nothing, wrong love," he uttered before running his two fingers through her dripping core scooping her wetness. "You are soaking, love," he exclaimed with excitement.
"Ahh..." Amy can only moan for Henry did not let her speak and he swiftly licked her slit, separating her folds, and catching her off guard.
She can not exactly describe how good she feels as Henry savor her cl!t licking it up and down and sucking it in between. She tried to close her legs as she felt the intense sensation coming between them but then again they are tied firmly.
Henry is expertly brushing his tongue against her cl!t and it’s killing her. She wanted to grab his hair to release the fierce pressure building up within her but she can not.
Being bound and restrained ignited a profound fervor within Amy, intensifying her desire. However, it also evoked a profound sense of complete surrender, leaving her entirely at the mercy of Henry’s will and intensifying the thrilling dynamic between them.
"Love, I couldn’t take it any longer," Henry said before he grabbed her by the waist and slide her to his hard erected c*ck without moving as he stand still on his spot.
He kept his stance, letting the swing support Amy as he pull and push her waist, gliding forward and backward to his hardness.
"Oh godsss... H-Henry..." Amy uttered as she feels her body sway to his command. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
"F*ck, Amy this feels divine! You are so f*cking wet, ahhh..." Henry is still not moving his hips and just kept on making Amy move from the swing. If he only knew that this kind of thing would make both of them reach heaven over and over again, he would have bought a swing from the day Amy moved in with him.
