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“It’s you who is going to be caught, bound, and at my mercy.” I’m about to straighten up, but she grabs my hard cock in her hand and squeezes. My eyes roll into my head, and I swallow a curse.
“Are you sure? Why should I trust you? You don’t trust me with your secrets.” She challenges me, and I try to hide my smirk.
My wicked kitten looks way too sexy to be stopped just yet. And then she dips her head, closing her sinful lips around the head of my cock. My thoughts fracture. Her tongue peeks out, trekking down my vein, grazing the path with her teeth on the way up. Fuck! My hand fists her hair and my hips surge forward of their own accord. Dammit, she isn’t playing fair.
“Because I’ll never hurt you,” I groan and throw one end of the handcuffs over the four-poster bed frame, as she sucks me harder.
Aren’t you on a mission?
I would laugh, but my lungs need air more.
Shit, she’s killing me and I want to die with her lips around me.
My hand grabs the frame, and I hold on for dear life as she moves up and down my length. My vision blurs from the feel of her mouth working me, pleasure building deep in my abdomen. I almost forget what I want her to know.
My fingers wind in her silky hair. “I want to protect you, love every single broken piece of you.”
She stills at my admission.
“I’d rather be in agony than see you in pain.” My cock slips out of her mouth as she looks at me with those big, vulnerable eyes. I lower to the ground in front of her, cupping her face so she could see my intent. “This is not about pain or seizing control from you. It’s about freedom. Emotional and physical. If you’re unsure or afraid, just tell me, and I’ll stop.”
She strokes my cheeks, gently pressing her lips to mine. “All I want is to be free, Mark.” She breathes out those words into my mouth like a prayer.
“Good.” I flip her around, smiling into her back as I pull her curvy behind framed in lace toward my cock. “Because I want you untamed like a storm.” I push her down onto all fours, fighting my own savage need.
She flips her messy hair over her shoulder, staring at me with burning desire I want to take control of. But then she smirks, arching her back, intending to rub herself against my hard as steel cock. I smack her butt in warning. She gasps, shocked, aroused, and mad, but as I massage the spot, I see the heat in her darkening gaze, begging for more.
Since I have her attention, I grab the lacy underwear and peel it from her round globes down her legs, admiring her glowing skin.
“I’ll bind you. Play with you until we both have no other choice but to fall.”
“You better know what you’re doing, because you haven’t seen a woman with no restraints.”
I laugh, and she leaps at me, tackling me to the bed.
Not waiting to get my breath back, I flip us over and restrain her hands above her head. Her eyes widen as she feels me, twitching between us.
“Caught you.”
My hand travels down her body, shaping her perfect breast, before capturing the tight bud through the lace with my mouth.
“Mark.” Her desperate plea is like an aphrodisiac coursing through my bloodstream. My hand slips between her legs to play with her wetness, teasing her. I stroke and finger her tight channel while she bucks underneath me.
“Please,” she gasps, eyes rolling back in her head as I hit a sweet spot inside of her.
“This is how it’s going to be, Cassandra. You’ll listen to my commands, and I’ll give you what you need.” I unclasp her bra, letting her round breasts spill free. And then, I pull her to sit with me, positioning her knees across my hips.
She arches her back as I stroke one rosy fat nipple into a stony peak. My other hand fists in her long hair as I take possession of those parted lips.
Even if I could kiss her all day long, it wouldn’t be enough. She tastes like my ultimate addiction. My salvation. I crave her like my next fix with an unwavering intensity that thrills me but also frightens me. It’s such a strange sensation to need someone this much, you can’t function without them.
I stand with her curled around my waist and bring her to the bedpost where the handcuffs are hanging.
“Lift your arms, Cassandra,” I order.
~Cassandra~
His deep, rasping command sends shivers down my spine. But I’m not afraid, no, I’m aroused beyond the point of caring. The only thing I need is his mouth on me, his cock buried deep inside of me. Moving and soothing the ache he’s building. My legs clutch his waist harder, and I give him a teasing stroke with my wet center just to see how much control this man has. Satisfying grunts rattle deep in his throat, shooting sparks of thick desire to my womb.
