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Authors: Jennifer Leeland
Tags: Contemporary, BDSM & Fetish
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demanded, reveling in the way he desired her.
“I didn’t plan this, Anelda.” He gripped her hair with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. He yanked her toward the edge of the counter. “I want you to scream.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said breathlessly, and then, he was there. He hammered inside her, stretching her. He jerked her head closer and devoured her mouth. His tongue demanded everything, every breath. His cock filled her, and he slowly drove deeper inside her.
He owned her, possessed her in a way she’d never thought possible between two human beings. The stinging pain of his grip on her hair only added to the intensity of her arousal. She twisted and thrust toward him, dragging her feet up his back until she could take every inch of him.
When he tore his mouth from hers, she inhaled deeply, trying to catch her breath, but he robbed her of sanity as he focused on her greedy nipples. He sucked hard until shards of pain and pleasure ripped through her. His dick drove against her clit, and she convulsed before she realized she was so close.
Her wail echoed in the bathroom, and he growled his triumph. “More. Louder. Give it to me.”
He fucked her harder, demanding more, driving her against the mirror. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and arched desperately. Her orgasm shimmered so near. She reached for it, needed it.
“Come for me, Anelda. Come for me now,” he demanded in a hard voice.
His order sent her reeling over the edge, and she screamed as ecstasy steamrollered her, setting fire to every inch of her skin. His grip tightened, and she reveled in the restraint as she twisted and jerked in the throes of her release.
“You, Sir. Please. I want to feel you come.” She gasped out her request.
Suddenly, he lifted her off the counter and carried her into the bedroom. When he dropped her onto the bed, he drove his cock deep inside her, and she cried out in need.
“You want me to come,” he snarled, his movements rough and hard.
“Yes.”
He pulled out of her pussy and ripped off the condom. She thought for a moment that he had thrown caution to the winds and would fill her pussy with his cum. She should have been appalled. Instead, she wanted it.
But what he did was even better.
He straddled her, his body keeping hers immobile. His knees pinned her upper arms, keeping her hands away from him. His cock was near her face, tantalizingly close to her mouth. She tried to capture his length, to swallow him down her throat.
He gripped her chin with his left hand. “Hold still. I’m going to come all over you. I want you to watch. Watch me come, Anelda.”
His other hand stroked his length. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen. It never occurred to her that a man jacking off would be sexy, yet her mouth watered at the sight.
His guttural cry preceded the absolute amazing sensation of his cum hitting her skin. She couldn’t stop but came when the warmth hit her neck. It was one of the most satisfying things she’d ever felt. He’d come on her, marked her as his, fucked her like she belonged to him.
She spiraled into an orgasm that robbed her of thought and breath. Just as she believed she’d come down from the incredible heights, his mouth was on her pussy, licking away every drop of her cum.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Her mind reeled, pleasure rolling over her again and again. Finally, he drove her into a sharp convulsion, and she screamed, a loud release that rang in her ears long after she was too hoarse to make a sound.
Her whole body shook as he backed away. “That’s what I wanted.”
He went into the next room but returned before she could move. The cuffs were back, and he’d brought one of the bundles of rope. She was splayed out, her hands cuffed to the headboard and her feet tied to the bed frame. Her legs were spread, and she was completely immobile.
When he tested the rope, he met her gaze. “What’s your safe word, Anelda?”
“Salmon. What
“I didn’t plan this, Anelda.” He gripped her hair with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. He yanked her toward the edge of the counter. “I want you to scream.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said breathlessly, and then, he was there. He hammered inside her, stretching her. He jerked her head closer and devoured her mouth. His tongue demanded everything, every breath. His cock filled her, and he slowly drove deeper inside her.
He owned her, possessed her in a way she’d never thought possible between two human beings. The stinging pain of his grip on her hair only added to the intensity of her arousal. She twisted and thrust toward him, dragging her feet up his back until she could take every inch of him.
When he tore his mouth from hers, she inhaled deeply, trying to catch her breath, but he robbed her of sanity as he focused on her greedy nipples. He sucked hard until shards of pain and pleasure ripped through her. His dick drove against her clit, and she convulsed before she realized she was so close.
Her wail echoed in the bathroom, and he growled his triumph. “More. Louder. Give it to me.”
He fucked her harder, demanding more, driving her against the mirror. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and arched desperately. Her orgasm shimmered so near. She reached for it, needed it.
“Come for me, Anelda. Come for me now,” he demanded in a hard voice.
His order sent her reeling over the edge, and she screamed as ecstasy steamrollered her, setting fire to every inch of her skin. His grip tightened, and she reveled in the restraint as she twisted and jerked in the throes of her release.
“You, Sir. Please. I want to feel you come.” She gasped out her request.
Suddenly, he lifted her off the counter and carried her into the bedroom. When he dropped her onto the bed, he drove his cock deep inside her, and she cried out in need.
“You want me to come,” he snarled, his movements rough and hard.
“Yes.”
He pulled out of her pussy and ripped off the condom. She thought for a moment that he had thrown caution to the winds and would fill her pussy with his cum. She should have been appalled. Instead, she wanted it.
But what he did was even better.
He straddled her, his body keeping hers immobile. His knees pinned her upper arms, keeping her hands away from him. His cock was near her face, tantalizingly close to her mouth. She tried to capture his length, to swallow him down her throat.
He gripped her chin with his left hand. “Hold still. I’m going to come all over you. I want you to watch. Watch me come, Anelda.”
His other hand stroked his length. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen. It never occurred to her that a man jacking off would be sexy, yet her mouth watered at the sight.
His guttural cry preceded the absolute amazing sensation of his cum hitting her skin. She couldn’t stop but came when the warmth hit her neck. It was one of the most satisfying things she’d ever felt. He’d come on her, marked her as his, fucked her like she belonged to him.
She spiraled into an orgasm that robbed her of thought and breath. Just as she believed she’d come down from the incredible heights, his mouth was on her pussy, licking away every drop of her cum.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Her mind reeled, pleasure rolling over her again and again. Finally, he drove her into a sharp convulsion, and she screamed, a loud release that rang in her ears long after she was too hoarse to make a sound.
Her whole body shook as he backed away. “That’s what I wanted.”
He went into the next room but returned before she could move. The cuffs were back, and he’d brought one of the bundles of rope. She was splayed out, her hands cuffed to the headboard and her feet tied to the bed frame. Her legs were spread, and she was completely immobile.
When he tested the rope, he met her gaze. “What’s your safe word, Anelda?”
“Salmon. What
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