“Relax, my beauty.” He ran
his hands up her back as he folded his body over hers. “As always, your
pleasure is foremost in my mind.”
Before she could force her frozen mouth to work, he curled
his arms around her, his hands molding over her breasts as he bit into her neck
like a jungle cat capturing its mate.
His lubed cock was a huge mass of heat where it settled
between the cheeks of her bottom, hard, solid—ready to split her to the core.
Despite a voice that shrieked danger in her mind, her body
responded as it always did—jerking to dark and defiant arousal, her clit
swelling and demanding to be touched, her cunt clenching in wet anticipation. Even
the too-tight opening to her ass burning with a need to open, take him, let him
tunnel deep inside no matter what the cost to her pride.
As his fingers clamped around her nipples, Alaina bit her
teeth against the urge to scream, beg him to stop, beg him to take her, beg him
to do anything if he would soothe the want that threatened to drive her mad.
Not that she would beg. Not tonight. Not this once.
But oh God in heaven, the sting between her legs grew worse
as he continued to roll her nipples between his fingers, the buds of flesh
elongating into desperate knotted peaks.
Again she tried to close her legs—do anything to ease the
pressure building in her cunt—but his legs were strong as iron, his growl of
displeasure a warning in her ear.
“Not until you plead.” Alaina heard the catch in his voice
and knew his need was a match for her own. “Beg me to touch you—make you come.”
As she shook her head in stubborn refusal he moved one thigh to rub between her
legs, skimming over her clit, his skin slicked wet with the proof of her
desire.
“Yes, yes—please touch me,” Alaina heard herself whimper,
pressing her face into the sheets to hide the flush of embarrassment. “Please,
oh God, p-p-please.” She choked on her words as he slid one arm down her
stomach and between her legs, his fingers spreading, searching, coming at last
to strum across her clit.
Like an animal caught in the cage of its hunter Alaina
bucked beneath him, not knowing if she was trying to evade the aching pleasure
of his touch or to pull him in deeper to take her over the edge.
But he was not a man to rush his seduction, she had learned
from their previous encounter—despite the feel of his flesh along her bottom,
now so erect and engorged with blood she thought he must be in pain from the
pressure.
“Do you want as much as I do?” Alaina wiggled beneath him,
growing bold as she realized her power over him. “I know how much I please you,
Master. I know how you need to make me come in your arms.”
A groan escaped his throat, hurriedly muffled as he bit
again into her neck. But he couldn’t mask the shudder that shook him or the way
his body jerked in response.
“Keep that up and I will take you with my cock,” he promised
dangerously. Removing his other hand from her breast, he thrust his fingers
between her legs from behind, drenching them in the slick of her cunt before he
trailed the moisture back to her ass.
“And it would be a shame to take you fully before you are
ready. Unless you prefer more pain with your pleasure?” Without another warning
he slid his finger into the puckered opening. The shock of it thrusting through
the rigid ring of muscle was enough to make Alaina scream and jerk against her
restraints, only the soothing of his other hand at her clit keeping her from
struggling desperately against him.
But already the pain had turned to pleasure, her need a
wicked and brazen thing forcing her body to writhe against him—taking his
finger deeper and deeper, needing more pleasure, craving more pain.
She felt his thighs tremble as she whimpered her need and
marveled at his self-control, knowing hers was fading fast. “I need to come,”
she breathed against the bed. “I can’t control it any longer.”
But her Master had already made other
his hands up her back as he folded his body over hers. “As always, your
pleasure is foremost in my mind.”
Before she could force her frozen mouth to work, he curled
his arms around her, his hands molding over her breasts as he bit into her neck
like a jungle cat capturing its mate.
His lubed cock was a huge mass of heat where it settled
between the cheeks of her bottom, hard, solid—ready to split her to the core.
Despite a voice that shrieked danger in her mind, her body
responded as it always did—jerking to dark and defiant arousal, her clit
swelling and demanding to be touched, her cunt clenching in wet anticipation. Even
the too-tight opening to her ass burning with a need to open, take him, let him
tunnel deep inside no matter what the cost to her pride.
As his fingers clamped around her nipples, Alaina bit her
teeth against the urge to scream, beg him to stop, beg him to take her, beg him
to do anything if he would soothe the want that threatened to drive her mad.
Not that she would beg. Not tonight. Not this once.
But oh God in heaven, the sting between her legs grew worse
as he continued to roll her nipples between his fingers, the buds of flesh
elongating into desperate knotted peaks.
Again she tried to close her legs—do anything to ease the
pressure building in her cunt—but his legs were strong as iron, his growl of
displeasure a warning in her ear.
“Not until you plead.” Alaina heard the catch in his voice
and knew his need was a match for her own. “Beg me to touch you—make you come.”
As she shook her head in stubborn refusal he moved one thigh to rub between her
legs, skimming over her clit, his skin slicked wet with the proof of her
desire.
“Yes, yes—please touch me,” Alaina heard herself whimper,
pressing her face into the sheets to hide the flush of embarrassment. “Please,
oh God, p-p-please.” She choked on her words as he slid one arm down her
stomach and between her legs, his fingers spreading, searching, coming at last
to strum across her clit.
Like an animal caught in the cage of its hunter Alaina
bucked beneath him, not knowing if she was trying to evade the aching pleasure
of his touch or to pull him in deeper to take her over the edge.
But he was not a man to rush his seduction, she had learned
from their previous encounter—despite the feel of his flesh along her bottom,
now so erect and engorged with blood she thought he must be in pain from the
pressure.
“Do you want as much as I do?” Alaina wiggled beneath him,
growing bold as she realized her power over him. “I know how much I please you,
Master. I know how you need to make me come in your arms.”
A groan escaped his throat, hurriedly muffled as he bit
again into her neck. But he couldn’t mask the shudder that shook him or the way
his body jerked in response.
“Keep that up and I will take you with my cock,” he promised
dangerously. Removing his other hand from her breast, he thrust his fingers
between her legs from behind, drenching them in the slick of her cunt before he
trailed the moisture back to her ass.
“And it would be a shame to take you fully before you are
ready. Unless you prefer more pain with your pleasure?” Without another warning
he slid his finger into the puckered opening. The shock of it thrusting through
the rigid ring of muscle was enough to make Alaina scream and jerk against her
restraints, only the soothing of his other hand at her clit keeping her from
struggling desperately against him.
But already the pain had turned to pleasure, her need a
wicked and brazen thing forcing her body to writhe against him—taking his
finger deeper and deeper, needing more pleasure, craving more pain.
She felt his thighs tremble as she whimpered her need and
marveled at his self-control, knowing hers was fading fast. “I need to come,”
she breathed against the bed. “I can’t control it any longer.”
But her Master had already made other
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