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Authors: Linnea May, Stella Noir
Tags: Psychological, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Women's Fiction, New Adult & College
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rests within me," he explains. "Just as you like the marks that the rope leaves on your delicate skin."
I look down on my arms, catching the visible imprints around my wrists with my eyes. He is right. I cherish them.
I blush as I remember the day we met.
"I noticed the tattoo on your neck at the party," I admit. "It made me curious about you."
He leans forward and puts my face in his hands before planting a kiss on my lips.
"Good girl," he whispers.
I flinch in surprise when he grabs a fist full of my hair at the back of my head and pulls my head up so I am forced to stare up at him.
"Now," he whispers, looking down at me with a dark promise in his eyes. "Go and get what you want."
I look up at him, my eyes wide with incomprehension until he takes my hand and places it on his belt buckle.
"Go ahead," he encourages.
"Yes, Master," I whisper and clumsily start to fiddle with his belt. I can feel his erection pressing hard against the fabric below and am careful not hurt him when I open his pants to free him.
The smile on his face widens when I pull down his boxer briefs and wrap my hand around his rock hard cock. Holding him like this is so empowering, especially when I see his eyes flicker as I start to stroke his erection.
"Open your mouth," he orders and I comply.
He straightens up and pushes my head down and forward to ram himself inside my throat with one brute shove, causing me to gag. He is so huge and rock hard, still not fully recovered from the anticipation that must have fueled him earlier.
"You had your turn," he says as he begins fucking my face. "This one is for me."
I am glad he doesn't ask for any kind of reply because it would be impossible for me to speak right now. His grip around my hair tightens, and he continues to push himself in and out of my throat with his hard length.
"No teeth!" he warns and I try my best to pleasure him with what little control I have over the situation. My tongue glides along his shaft in desperate attempts to accommodate him as good as possible while he fucks my throat relentlessly.
I am spitting saliva and desperately gasping for air by the time he is done with me. Tears are running down my face as I cough for air.
He tilts my head back so that I am forced to look up at him.
"Do you still want me to fuck you?" he asks.
"Yes," I breathe. "Yes, please, Master."
"Is it safe to fuck you bare?"
I hesitate for a moment, still gasping for air while saliva and tears are ruining my efforts from earlier when I dolled myself up for him.
"Yes," I reply.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I had a depo shot last month," I reply, accompanied by coughing.
He leans down and plants a quick kiss on my lips. "Turn around."
I do as I am told and place myself with my behind facing to him. He grabs me by the hips and lifts me up to position my body the way he needs it.
"This will be fast," he promises as I can feel the tip of his cock teasing my entrance.
I lean into him, inviting him in and pushes himself forward, filling me with his entire length in one deep shove. I am so wet and ready for him that he glides inside easily, providing me with that pleasurable feeling of being spread apart by his impressive girth.
I moan and get down on my elbows to increase the sensation while he starts fucking me. He is still holding me by the hips, ramming in and out of me with candid passion, not holding back one bit.
This one may be for him, but he never said anything about me not being allowed to enjoy it just as much. I lean on my right elbow while my left hand wanders between my legs to find my throbbing clit.
"No!" he shouts, leaning forward and grabbing my wrist. He shoves into me with one brute thrust until his pelvis is pushing against my behind and moves my hand away from my center.
I yelp when he grabs me by the neck and pushes me down until my face is pushed into the sheets. The collar cuts deep into the flesh of my neck, choking me just enough to cause a slight vertigo.
"This one is
I look down on my arms, catching the visible imprints around my wrists with my eyes. He is right. I cherish them.
I blush as I remember the day we met.
"I noticed the tattoo on your neck at the party," I admit. "It made me curious about you."
He leans forward and puts my face in his hands before planting a kiss on my lips.
"Good girl," he whispers.
I flinch in surprise when he grabs a fist full of my hair at the back of my head and pulls my head up so I am forced to stare up at him.
"Now," he whispers, looking down at me with a dark promise in his eyes. "Go and get what you want."
I look up at him, my eyes wide with incomprehension until he takes my hand and places it on his belt buckle.
"Go ahead," he encourages.
"Yes, Master," I whisper and clumsily start to fiddle with his belt. I can feel his erection pressing hard against the fabric below and am careful not hurt him when I open his pants to free him.
The smile on his face widens when I pull down his boxer briefs and wrap my hand around his rock hard cock. Holding him like this is so empowering, especially when I see his eyes flicker as I start to stroke his erection.
"Open your mouth," he orders and I comply.
He straightens up and pushes my head down and forward to ram himself inside my throat with one brute shove, causing me to gag. He is so huge and rock hard, still not fully recovered from the anticipation that must have fueled him earlier.
"You had your turn," he says as he begins fucking my face. "This one is for me."
I am glad he doesn't ask for any kind of reply because it would be impossible for me to speak right now. His grip around my hair tightens, and he continues to push himself in and out of my throat with his hard length.
"No teeth!" he warns and I try my best to pleasure him with what little control I have over the situation. My tongue glides along his shaft in desperate attempts to accommodate him as good as possible while he fucks my throat relentlessly.
I am spitting saliva and desperately gasping for air by the time he is done with me. Tears are running down my face as I cough for air.
He tilts my head back so that I am forced to look up at him.
"Do you still want me to fuck you?" he asks.
"Yes," I breathe. "Yes, please, Master."
"Is it safe to fuck you bare?"
I hesitate for a moment, still gasping for air while saliva and tears are ruining my efforts from earlier when I dolled myself up for him.
"Yes," I reply.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I had a depo shot last month," I reply, accompanied by coughing.
He leans down and plants a quick kiss on my lips. "Turn around."
I do as I am told and place myself with my behind facing to him. He grabs me by the hips and lifts me up to position my body the way he needs it.
"This will be fast," he promises as I can feel the tip of his cock teasing my entrance.
I lean into him, inviting him in and pushes himself forward, filling me with his entire length in one deep shove. I am so wet and ready for him that he glides inside easily, providing me with that pleasurable feeling of being spread apart by his impressive girth.
I moan and get down on my elbows to increase the sensation while he starts fucking me. He is still holding me by the hips, ramming in and out of me with candid passion, not holding back one bit.
This one may be for him, but he never said anything about me not being allowed to enjoy it just as much. I lean on my right elbow while my left hand wanders between my legs to find my throbbing clit.
"No!" he shouts, leaning forward and grabbing my wrist. He shoves into me with one brute thrust until his pelvis is pushing against my behind and moves my hand away from my center.
I yelp when he grabs me by the neck and pushes me down until my face is pushed into the sheets. The collar cuts deep into the flesh of my neck, choking me just enough to cause a slight vertigo.
"This one is
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