The overwhelming sensation rendered Cammy completely helpless—all she could do was moan.
Her body trembled beneath Greg's touch, bound and restrained, laid out like a perfect offering. The velvety ropes kept her arms and legs in place, leaving her unable to escape the relentless pleasure he was forcing upon her.
And he knew it.
Greg tormented her oh so well, dragging out her need until she swore she was dripping onto the sheets.
The wand never wavered, pulsing and massaging her swollen clit with unrelenting precision, sending fiery waves of pleasure coursing through her.
But he wasn't satisfied with just that.
His free hand wandered—trailing down her quivering thighs, brushing over the sensitive skin of her legs before moving up.
Higher.
Pinching.
A sharp gasp escaped her as he took one hardened peak between his fingers, rolling and twisting, adding the sweet bite of pain to the overwhelming pleasure already consuming her.
