Ava’s POV
I stared at what was inside the box, feeling a mix of emotions.
Joseph was ridiculously romantic, but in a sweet way that made smile. I already knew how playful he could be under that serious Alpha exterior. But this gift really caught off guard. It was definitely interesting, to put it mildly.
When I saw him fidget anxiously beside , I decided to make him wait a bit longer before saying anything.
I deliberately took my ti examining each item, dragging out the mont. The large box was ticulously arranged with various toys. As seconds turned to minutes, his anxiety visibly mounted.
Did he have this sa anxious and embarrassed expression when he accidentally sent these little toys to his mother?
"Listen, sweetheart, if you don’t like them, it’s fine. We can pretend I never gave them to you," Joseph said, his voice strained with worry.
"I think I’d like to try this one first," I said, picking up the small butt plug and showing it to him.
"Do you... do you like it?" His eyes were full of hopeful anticipation.
"No!" I kept my face serious, then pulled out the tongue-shaped vibrator, switched it on, and broke into a grin. "But I absolutely love this one!"
"Damn it, Ava! You nearly gave a heart attack," Joseph grumbled, kneeling beside .
"Co on, Joseph. I’m a modern woman. I enjoy sex, and yes, I own vibrators. But you getting these for us to play with together? That’s incredible."
I kissed his lips softly. "Though this tongue-shaped one is definitely new to ..." I added, playfully waving the toy.
"Ava, you’re absolutely perfect!" Joseph captured my mouth in a passionate kiss, gently pushing back onto the bed.
"So which one should we try first?" I asked eagerly.
"First, let’s get you out of these clothes and give you a massage with these essential oils."
"Mmm, you certainly know how to treat a lady..." I humd at the thought of a massage.
Joseph pulled to my feet, moving the box of toys to the nightstand. "Do you want to try them all? Is there anything you’d rather not use?" he asked as he returned to .
"Everything. I want it all," I promised the man who was about to give a night of pleasure beyond imagination.
He undid the clasps of my dress and lifted it over my head. Underneath, I wore that black bodysuit—really just a few strategic straps that concealed almost nothing, like a web woven across my skin.
"God, Ava, I’m tempted to just rip these straps off and take you right now." His words made laugh. "But I’ll undo them properly. Wouldn’t want to ruin this lovely thing with oil."
He slowly unfastened each restraint, placing kisses on every inch of skin as it was revealed. Then he loosely tied my hair up and led to the edge of the bed before removing his own clothes. He climbed onto the bed and had lie down, then hovered over and placed a blindfold over my eyes.
"Tonight, my goddess, you’ll need to feel more and see less," he whispered. I heard him opening sothing from the box. "I think this Amarula oil would be perfect for you." Joseph poured the oil onto my skin, starting at my shoulders and massaging it in.
The scent was divine. He continued pouring oil across my body, his hands working magic. It wasn’t long before he began kissing and licking the places he’d massaged. He spent considerable ti on my breasts—licking, sucking, and kneading. Each movent made wetter, my heart racing faster.
He continued massaging my entire body with the oil, his hands, and his mouth, working from top to bottom. After finishing my left leg, he started on my right, this ti moving upward.
"Mmm, the Amarula truly complents you perfectly," he murmured, as he gently sucked on my stomach. I giggled, ticklish. "Now," he added, "let’s use so strawberry oil to moisturize that delicious little pussy of yours."
He poured more oil, and soon the strawberry scent mingled with the earlier aroma. I moaned and writhed, feeling tremors spread through with every touch. Joseph then spread the oil around my private parts, circling my clit and bringing right to the edge. Finally, he used his tongue to lick and suck until I scread his na in a powerful climax.
"Mmm, delicious!" Joseph murmured, giving my clit one last suck. "Now, my goddess," he said, "let’s try sothing else."
Next, Joseph secured the handcuffs around my wrists, fastening them firmly to the headboard. He then resud kissing my breasts before attaching the vibrating nipple clamps and switching them on. The sensation that followed was incredibly intense.
He continued kissing down my body, and soon I felt the tongue-shaped vibrator positioned on my clit. I writhed and moaned continuously, while he chuckled against my stomach.
"Please, Joseph, I need you... mmm," I moaned, desperate to feel him finally inside .
"Anything you desire, my goddess!" he replied.
Joseph positioned himself above . I heard him retrieve sothing else from a box, then he adjusted his position and slowly entered , all while kissing deeply. I felt his cock slide in, slow and hard. As he penetrated deeper, a spreading warmth intensified the sensitivity of my nerve endings. He’d definitely applied so kind of stimulating gel, and it felt absolutely amazing.
Once Joseph was fully inside, sothing else began vibrating against my clit. It was a vibrating ring, which amplified every sensation. He started with slow thrusts, but I craved more and began moving my hips to match his rhythm. He quickly increased his pace, and the sensations beca utterly overwhelming, sending into yet another orgasm, even more powerful than the first.
Joseph then leaned down to remove the nipple clamps, licking my breasts and gently massaging them with more essential oil. My breasts were incredibly sensitive, yet his tender touch still felt absolutely wonderful. I moaned with pleasure, almost feeling his smile against my skin.
"The best is yet to co, my goddess," Joseph promised, moving away briefly. Then, he flipped over so I was on my hands and knees.
Joseph poured more oil onto my back, massaging from my shoulders all the way down to my buttocks. He continued stimulating my clit, and at the sa ti, I felt him apply gel to my backside, and then began to massage my rear entrance.
"Since this is our first ti playing here," Joseph whispered in my ear, "we’ll use this desensitizing gel to make it more comfortable and less painful for you, okay?"
I nodded, and he continued massaging that spot while his other hand and mouth glided across my back.
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