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“Your hands,” he repeats.
Beyond curious about what he’s going to do, I stretch one up as he fastens the leather handcuff on it and does the same to the other wrist. I’ve never played these sensual games with anyone.
Mark’s eyes, burning with dark promise, bore into me. He has me chained and wet and beyond needy. And yet, he stands there, admiring his handiwork, letting my legs fall from his waist. I gasp, unable to touch the ground, only graze the surface with my toes as I swing from side to side.
“Mark, this isn’t working.”
But Mark’s roguish expression fixed on me darkens with intent. He circles around me and then he strikes my butt cheek with his palm. I screech, shocked when the ache turns into heat and disbelief into coiling need.
His firm body crowds me from behind, bringing me comfort. He massages the throbbing spot with gentle strokes, soothing the sting.
“Do you want me to stop? I’ll free you and hold you if that’s what you want. But I’m not here to abuse your body, but rather awaken, pleasure it. If this frightens you, I need to know.”
Before I can answer, his lips brush a sensitive spot on my neck, sending delicious shivers down my spine and straight to my throbbing clit. A thick desire courses through my veins mixed with heady anticipation. Mark’s dominant strength makes me feel things I want to savor and explore. I can almost taste the dark abandon. Even if my hands are bound and I have no ground to stand on, it beckons me.
So, I arch my back and stroke his hard length with my ass, needing him to show me his sensual side. To know the man who captured my heart and asked me to trust him with my body. I need all of him, the dark, the light, bad and good. I’m greedy with a hunger to welcome this man’s needs in every hue possible.
He gasps. “Naughty of you to play with me.” And then he strikes my ass, again and again, changing the intensity and strength of his calculated blows.
Mark makes me feel everything in high color. But soon, it propels me into this space. There every blow blasts through me, and my chest starts to burn, exploding in an array of sensations inside of me.
“Open your eyes, Cassandra, I’m here with you. You’re not alone.”
His hand slides down to my apex and rubs the wetness between his fingers as I fall into his dark gaze. He slips a finger inside my soaking channel and then another, curling them inside until I see stars, and my body sparks to life. I feel the peak, swelling inside of me, but then like a wave of the sea ebbing away from the shore, it also retreats from me. I feel raw, exposed, and he isn’t done wrecking me.
“Please, Mark.” I need him to finish this sweet torture, or I’ll shatter like a glass that I’ll never be able to mend back again.
“I’m here.” He kisses me until I forget who I am. “You’re mine. I got you.”
I fall into the sensations he’s creating, weaving into an accord. My body’s fluid in his arms when he lifts me. I coil around his waist, desperate for him.
“Breathe,” he whispers, reaching between us, positioning himself at my entrance and slowly easing into me. His burning ambers hold my gaze, drinking my responses as inch by inch he slips in my wet pussy.
“Mark.” My eyes roll in my head, enjoying the fullness and burning sensation his cock leaves.
“You feel like my own piece of heaven, sweetheart.”
Before I can respond, he pulls out and plunges in as if he’s rewriting me, leaving a trail of pleasure, electrifying my womb, coiling into the storm ready to burst from me. With every thrust, my body hums and tightens, and gasps become moans from an incredible high he’s taking me to.
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nbsp; “Mark, I need . . .”
“I know.” He captures my plea with his lips, tasting my desperation.
I tremble from the tension, but my body isn’t able to let go, as if it’s attuned to his every whim. But then I begin to burn, and my chest becomes too tight to draw in a breath.
“Come, come for me now!” he demands.
And it slips. My control breaks apart.
I explode and my soul shatters into a thousand lights behind my eyelids. His mouth captures my screams as he thrusts harder, faster, changing the pace and making my insides vibrate with another wave chasing the first one.
We both detonate at the same time and I collapse spent into his sweaty chest. My loose limbs slide off from his waist, but he catches me around the waist and undoes the restraints before taking us to bed.
“Sleep, little bird. You are safe.”
My mind shuts down, and I slip away, nestled in his embrace.
