CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 259: Remove Your Robe

Henry gestured towards the massage table, "Remove your robe and sit here," Without hesitation, Amy complied. "Sit on the edge," he follows through upon seeing her approach the massage table.

"Wait a moment, care to explain why you prefer me to sit on the edge instead of the middle?" Amy asked, playfully curious.

Henry’s smirk grew wider as he retrieved something from his pocket. "We’re going to use a few items from Mary’s gift, the swing," he mischievously teased.

Amy observed in silence as Henry untangled the ropes and wrist wraps from the swing. She remained seated on the edge of the massage table, naked, as Henry positioned himself behind her and swiftly pulled her arms, causing her to lean back forcefully.

"What in the... Hey, please be more gentle," Amy protested, expressing her discomfort.

Henry chuckled in response and leaned forward to whisper in Amy’s ear, "Where’s the fun in being gentle?" With a mischievous grin, he pulled her even harder, almost causing her to slide toward the opposite edge of the massage table.

Amy’s body found itself reclined at an intense reflex angle of 240 degrees, with her hands secured behind her back, resting on the table to support her upper body.

Henry secured the rope that had been binding Amy’s hands to the metal legs of the table. He then circled around her, making his way until he stood directly in front of her.

As Henry positioned himself in front of Amy, a playful glimmer danced in his eyes. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Amy restrained and vulnerable, before reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face. Amy’s heart raced with a mix of anticipation and curiosity as she wondered what Henry had in store for her.

The next thing he did, utterly left her astounded as he grabbed her right ankle and pulled it further to the right before tying it to the table’s leg.

"Oh, my God, Henry!" Amy exclaimed.

"Climaxing already? I haven’t started yet." Henry jested making them both laugh.

Amy’s nerves began to surface, overtaking her curiosity. She couldn’t help but voice her concern as Henry moved to secure her other leg. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Wait, but what exactly do you have planned?"

"I’m going to give you a massage," Henry declared a playful tone in his voice. "I’m certain the massage therapist from last night did a good job of tending to your tired body, but I have a feeling they may have missed one crucial area."

A shy smile spread across Amy’s face as a faint blush tinted her cheeks. "So, which part of your body are you planning to use for the massage?" she playfully countered, Amy can’t help but match his salacious jokes.

"I want to use my fingers, my tongue, and my c*ck that you love the most. But I have something else," Henry announced before turning around to retrieve an item from his coat pocket.

"Something else?" Amy asked impatiently, her voice betraying a mix of curiosity and impatience. After all, she was the one bound on the massage table with her legs wide open, completely naked.

"I have a special gift for you," Henry stated as he rummaged inside his bag.

"More gifts? You’ve already given me flowers, chocolates, and a stuffed dog," Amy reminded him, recalling the thoughtful presents he had already given her.

"This gift cannot be easily displayed," he stated, turning around and returning to Amy’s side.

Amy’s brow furrowed with a mix of curiosity and slight concern as she wondered what this mysterious gift could be. However, her frown quickly transformed into a relaxed expression when Henry positioned himself in front of her, standing before her with her legs spread wide and securely tied.

With a sly smile, Henry leaned in closer, his voice low and filled with a hint of mischief. "Are you ready for an unforgettable experience?" he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down Amy’s spine. The atmosphere was charged with excitement as Amy nodded, her eyes fixed on Henry, awaiting his next move.

Henry reached into his pocket once again, this time retrieving a small feather. He delicately traced it along Amy’s exposed skin, creating a trail of tingling sensations that sent waves of pleasure through her body. Amy’s senses heightened, her anticipation building with each gentle stroke of the feather.

"Gosh, Henry, that’s ticklish. Is that your gift?" Amy exclaimed between laughter, unable to contain her amusement at the unexpected sensation.

The room filled with a mixture of laughter, sighs, and whispers as Henry continued his exploration, skillfully combining teasing touches with unexpected sensations. The atmosphere was charged with a delicious tension, as Amy surrendered herself to the pleasure and trust she had placed in Henry’s hands.

"No, this is just the tip of the iceberg," he replied with a playful smile, reaching once more into his pocket and revealing a box.

As he unveiled the gift, Amy’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Just where did you get that?" she asked, her astonishment evident in her voice.

Henry responded with a mischievous grin, his reply laced with a hint of secrecy, "I have my sources, and a good businessman never reveals his." Amy couldn’t help but roll her eyes playfully, knowing that Henry always had a knack for keeping his surprises under wraps.

Henry switched the v!brator on to test the strength of its vibration.

Amy was wide-eyed watching Henry test it on her legs. She had never thought of using such toys but Henry ran them up and down her legs making her wet.

"H-Henry..." she uttered.

"Yes, love?" he tersely replied.

"It feels good, but definitely not relaxing," she said making Henry laugh.

"And why is that?"

"It’s making me wet," she boldly stated.

"Then it’s a quality product then," he replied before placing the v!brator onto her cl!t

Amy gasped at the intense sensation and started moaning.

"Tell me what you feel love," he asked her while smiling at how aroused Amy was.

"I-I feel good, intensely good, ahhh!" Amy screamed as Henry increased the speed of it to the max speed.

The feeling was so fierce that she wanted to close her legs trying to lift them up and she remembered she was tied after feeling the rope from her ankles.

Henry inserted two fingers into her core, scooping her wetness. "You are so wet, Amy."

He then unbuttoned his pants and remove his shirt before using the v!brator again in her wet cl!t.

In no time, Amy felt full as Henry entered her impatiently.

"Ahh! F*ck Henry, give me a heads up next time." Amy said.

But Henry just smiled at her and started to move in and out of her while holding the v!brator against her cl!t.

"Oh God, Henry, I’m coming soon. Please push it deeper," Amy cannot believe she will cl!max that soon.

Together, they embarked on a journey of sensual discovery, each moment building upon the last, creating an intimate connection that transcended words. Their dance of pleasure and excitement unfolded in the privacy of that room, as Henry expertly guided Amy through a tapestry of sensations, bringing her closer and closer to the pinnacle of bliss.

The length of Henry itself can reach her spot with no effort at all, but having a v!brator massage her cl!t is a wanted and a welcome new sensation for her.

"Wow, this thing is making me happy," Henry moved faster and pushed deeper, and in just a few more thrusts, the pressure inside her core exploded into a million pieces making her dazed.

Henry felt her walls pulsating around his shaft hard, almost locking him inside, "F*ck, Amy you c*m deliciously, feels like I am in heaven.

But to her surprise, Henry did not stop. He f*cked her continuously trying to reach his own release.

But before he did, Amy went into another cl!max, making her squirt hard onto Henry’s chest. The sight of her juices gushing on him was so erotic that made him lose his control and he too release all of his white juices, inside her.

Time seemed to stand still as their exploration reached its climax, leaving Amy breathless and exhilarated. With a tender smile, Henry released the restraints, allowing Amy to sit up and collect herself. The air was thick with a newfound intimacy and a shared understanding of the depths they had reached together.

"Gosh, that was fast but fierce," Amy commented as she stand up reaching for her robe.

"I told you, it will be a quickie," Henry said with a roguish smile on his face.

As they sat in the afterglow of their experience, Henry and Amy exchanged knowing glances, a silent acknowledgment of the bond they had formed. It was an encounter that would forever be etched in their memories, a moment of connection and exploration that would shape their understanding of pleasure and intimacy.