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itself against his as she strained at her binds.
    Too quickly, Alec released her mouth and dimly, she heard him say, “You are so beautiful.”
    Rebecca blushed, yet felt heedless of her nudity or even the lack of sight as she undulated beneath him. “That was…hmmm. I have no words. All I know is; I like this game. A lot.”
    Rebecca swore she heard Tristan chuckle, and sure enough he said, “We knew you would.”
    Alec’s own soft laugh was filled with amusement, the sound reverberating in the air, making it crackle with a shift from calm to danger. Rebecca’s breath caught, her body stilling as she felt Alec’s hand slide down her waist to grip her hip. “Think you’re ready for more?” he asked huskily.
    It was then she became truly aware of each hard slope of muscle that rubbed against her; Alec’s naked form formidable to the touch even though she couldn’t see him. Thankfully she had photographic memory and could picture his broad build, with the vibrant muscles of a Greek god, all golden and edible.
    Words failed her as she heard the sound of a condom wrapper breaking. She swallowed, heartbeat reaching the tempo of an endless drumroll.
    “Or maybe you’ve had enough?” Alec teased, just as she felt his hand go to each of her feet, freeing her from the ankle cuffs.
    Rebecca’s pussy felt swollen with greed; that hollow sensation widening in a relentless desire that awaited Alec’s cock to fill it. All the heat and moisture in her body seemed to pool between her thighs at the thought of Alec driving his maleness deep inside her once again.
    “Alec…,” she panted. She felt tossed side to side in an ocean of lust, her body reduced to a vessel of pure need. Alec’s lips latched to her neck, nibbling enticingly while he knelt over her, positioning her legs on either side of his thighs. The burgeoning tip of his cock nudged at her entrance, the pampered tissues quivering with excitement.
    “Well?” rasped Alec, lips against her ear. “Tell me just how much you need my cock inside you. Beg me to fuck your pussy so hard you’ll forget to stop cumming.”
    Oh fuck, moaned Rebecca silently as her mind whirled in a deeper blackout than even the blindfold provided.
    Somehow, she had become one with the darkness; it became as familiar to her as light itself. The contrast of her soft, quivering body against Alec’s harder, tougher form was a delicious thrill. Alec’s teeth nipped at the delicate flesh just beneath her jawline, and she shuddered. He was all rough maleness, whereas she’d become a warm puddle of delighted goo.
    Somehow, the fact she couldn’t see him gave her the boldness she needed to say the required words out loud. Not that she could have kept silent; too much in need to deny herself what she so heartily craved.
    “Yes, Alec. Please fuck me,” she breathed, grinding her sex against his thick, ready shaft. “Please please please . I need your big fat cock deep inside me.”
    In the way he groaned; in the slight sway of her breasts as he thrust; in the sexy wriggle of her hips as she met him half way…in the rising excitement at their mutual pleasure, thus was her initiation into submission completed. Yet, even as she surrendered, she discovered that his desire gave her control.
    Her shaky, newly freed legs twined around his waist; she prodded her heels into the perfect globes of his firm ass, her every motion provocative. Beneath his passion, she felt sensual and sexy without the need to be perfect. Here, now, perfection didn’t count.
    The way her hips followed the rhythm of his thrusts; the way her vaginal walls clung to his shaft in a velveteen suction that made her seem made for him and vice versa…that was all that mattered.
    Alec placed a kiss in the hollow of her throat, branding her pussy with strokes long and slow. But soon, as her moans thickened, she felt him drive in more purposefully. He built up an almost brutal pace that had his tip pounding against the neck of her

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