It's a very different kind of pleasure, one that spreads from the inside out, rather than the other way, and maybe the fact that it's new and unfamiliar is part of what makes it feel so good.

Even without being able to see her, he's pretty sure he knows where she's going when she moves. But even knowing that it's coming doesn't stop him from letting out something between a sudden gasp and a moan when he feels her tongue, arching his back and spreading his legs further. The anticipation for the combination of her hand and her mouth is slightly overwhelming, in the best way.

He starts to move his hands down instinctively, but the slight pressure of the tie around his wrists reminds him, and he moves them back up again, instead grabbing onto the pillow.