Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
I gasped, surprised but also immediately turned the fuck on.
I was never one for bondage. I hated not being in control. I avoided it at all costs, but sometimes it couldn’t be prevented. Each time, I’d hide within myself.
But with Luke, I willingly surrendered to him if that was what he needed to make things right with us.
He must have understood how hard that was for me because he specified, “Your safe word is symphony.”
I smiled, acknowledging, “Because music is my safe place?”
He brushed his lips against mine. “You like bein’ at my mercy?”
“Yes…”
“What do you want, baby?”
“You…”
“Where?”
“Anywhere.”
He growled, claiming my lips. My tongue sought out his, and our kiss quickly turned passionate, moving on its own accord and taking what the other needed.
It was urgent.
Demanding.
Burning with fire.
“Luke,” I moaned in a voice I didn’t recognize.
His fingers slid between my legs.
“Ahhh…” I breathed out as he began slowly rubbing my clit.
I rocked my hips against his hand. “Oh God…”
“You like that?” he taunted, knowing damn well I did.
“Yes…”
As a reward, he slapped my clit, making my knees buckle and wrists jerk against the chains.
Skimming his lips against mine, he groaned, “I can already taste you in my mouth.” He rubbed my slit again. “Look how wet I make you…”
“Ah…” I moaned.
My back arched off the bed.
“Good girl, just like that,” he praised, kissing me. “Just wait until I get your clit into my mouth. That little pussy’s gonna explode all over my face.”
I did, coming so hard my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
The fact that he was literally able to make me come in less than a minute without even putting his mouth on me was truly pathetic on my part.
But fuck…
He could play me like he was a prodigy of foreplay and fucking.
Of course he didn’t let me recover and continued to kiss and lick down my body before he sucked my clit into his mouth.
His tongue was relentless, licking from my opening to my clit with his skilled lips as he slid his fingers into my pussy.
His body took on a whole different demeanor.
The cold, calloused bastard was gone, and the warm, passionate man was back.
“You’re all mine, ya feel me?”
“No…” I panted. “But you definitely feel me.”
He did a come-hither motion with his fingers on my G-spot, and I couldn’t hold back. I came down his hand.
“You just can’t help yourself, can you?”
“No…”
He purposely worked me over, knowing exactly what to do that drove me wild.
“I love gettin’ what I want.” He feasted on me. “Now I’m gonna fuck that little attitude right out of you.”
I smiled, rocking against his hand.
“But where’s my tough girl?” he baited again, never letting up on his assault on my pussy. “My feisty Duchess? Where’s my Sloan?”
It was obvious Luke was living in the moment, like he needed to prove he owned my body, mind, and soul. He wanted me to feel worshipped, my body aching for him in every way possible.
My heart rapidly beat in my chest, making it difficult to catch my breath.
It became erratic.
Urgent.
Heady.
Falling over the edge.
“Oh…” I screamed out, and he immediately covered my mouth with his hand.
Pressing down, he warned in a husky tone, “You tryin’ to get me killed, darlin’?”
I moaned through his hand, loving his dominance over me. I writhed around, feeling loved and adored.
“Give me one more,” he ordered, and I didn’t have to be asked twice.
With perfect precision, he manipulated my G-spot in ways that had me seeing stars.
I didn’t realize he had released his hold on my thighs and was on top of me within seconds. His large, muscular frame made me feel so tiny, so safe. I couldn’t wait to stare into his eyes to feel like he was mine once again. Savoring the feel of his secure arms and his hard cock against me.
Breathing in his scent.
I felt his breath along my lips. “I’m gonna fill that pussy with my cum.”
“You really…” I panted, winded. “Have this dirty talk thing down…”
“You wanna feel it?” he baited in the most addicting voice. “You wanna feel me come in your pretty little pussy?”
Before I could answer, he roughly flipped me over. Now I was on my knees, ass up. The handcuffs clanked against the metal of the headboard, strangling my wrists, but I didn’t care one bit.
I looked back, teasing, “I thought you’d never ask.”
In one hard thrust, he was deep inside me, growling, “I’m not askin’.”
I could have come from that alone.
He slowly pulled out, only to plunge back in hard with his hands gripping my hips. “You look so pretty when you’re takin’ my dick.”
My eyes fluttered as I started backing up into his rough thrusts. “You’re going to make me come.”
He smacked my ass hard. “Good girls don’t come until I tell them to.”
Gripping my hair from the nape of my neck, he yanked me back with such force that I collided with his chest. The handcuffs squeezed the hell out of my wrists, but once again, I didn’t give a shit about it.