Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
I glance up and there’s a look in his eyes that I’ve never noticed, not just heat and lust but tenderness. It’s been there all along, the one emotion he’d wear when he was around me that I could never quite define.
“About to come,” he growls.
I let out a slow moan, knowing he’ll feel the vibration. That’s all it takes for Amos to explode, his seed coating the back of my throat. He makes a string of incoherent noises as he comes. A mix of groans and swears and my name.
When he finally pulls from my mouth, my lips feel swollen and there’s a twinge of pain in my jaw. But the look on his face—the pleasure and contentment—makes it completely worth it.
He releases his hold on my hair, pausing to smooth it down. “Fuck, that was hot, woman. I could get addicted to these lips, gonna keep you on your knees day and night.”
He pulls me into his arms and kisses me harshly, just like in the kitchen. I like this side of Amos, the side that’s passionate and demanding. I grind my pelvis against his, his length sliding through my folds. I didn’t think it was possible but he’s already hard again.
Pulling away, he breaks the kiss and sets me back on the bed. “Not yet. Still got plans for you.”
He moves to the closet, returning with some of his neckties. “I’ve always had a fantasy of tying you to my bed.”
I swallow, feeling my eyes grow wide. I’ve never been restrained, but I can’t deny the idea has me curious. “You’re going to tie me up?”
He twists one of the ties around his hand, checking the strength of it. “I’ll keep you safe.”
I squirm, more of my moisture dripping onto the blankets beneath me. It’s like I have a faucet between my legs when I’m around my mountain man. “I never doubt that.”
A muscle jumps in his jaw. Not bothering to look up, he says in a voice that’s a deep rumble, “Stretch out comfortably.”
I spread out the blankets, something in my stomach flipping. I don’t know why but the idea of being tied up by Amos and being completely at his mercy has me clenching my thighs together.
He finishes inspecting the ties just as I settle and the look in his eyes is pure molten lava. I’m surprised there aren’t scorch marks on the bed all around me. “Give me your wrist.”
He secures each of my arms to the bedposts and suddenly, I’m aware that this position has my tits front and center. He must be following my thoughts because he leans down to give one of my nipples a harsh pinch. “Try to break free.”
I can move some. There’s just enough give in the ties to be comfortable but not enough that I’ll be getting away anytime soon.
A light gleams in his eyes when he sees that I can’t free myself. “Now your legs.” He moves to the edge of the bed and spreads my legs, tying each ankle to a post.
“How did you do this?” I ask as I glance above my head, studying the intricate knot on the tie.
“Been thinking about it for a long time. You comfortable?” He runs his rough fingers along the inside of my thigh.
I raise my head and look down at my body, seeing the work he’s done. The reality of the situation finally hits me. I’m tied naked to the mountain man’s bed. Something about being helpless and spread eagle for his viewing is strangely erotic. I realize he asked me a question about comfort, and I nod.
He’s standing at the foot of the bed and studying his ties. Something flickers across his face. “It’s a hell of a first time.”
“I like it,” I say, wanting to ease his discomfort. Other than being embarrassed that he can see my soaked pussy, I don’t mind this. If anything, it’s only turning me on more. “I like the idea that you can do whatever you want to me just like this.”
“You’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow,” Amos promises.
He joins me on the bed and spreads my pussy lips, revealing everything. He drags his fingers through my folds before holding out his hand to me. “Taste yourself.”
I suck his thick finger into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks.
“That’s good, honey. Just like that,” he croons. He pulls his fingers from my mouth after another minute and moves to play with my nipples.
He alternates between sucking on my tits and nipping at the soft flesh of my breasts. Every love bite sends a bolt of electricity straight to my clit. I try to squeeze my legs together, to get some relief. But I can’t. Not with the way he forced me to stay open.
He lifts his head from where he’s still playing with my tits and gives a dark chuckle. “You’ll come when I say you can.”