Bad Boy Secrets by Seraphina Donavan, Wicked Muse Page B

headboard.  When her hands were securely bound, he grasped her hips and dragged her down the bed, until her face and breasts were pressed to the mattress and her arms were outstretched in front of her. 
                  “You have no idea how beautiful you look,” he said.  “I’ve dreamed of having you here in this bed, bound exactly this way... your body offered up to me to take any way I see fit.”
                  The words were little more than a whisper but they lit a fire in her.  Her clit pulsed as if he’d touched her.  Her nipples hardened where they pressed into the bed.  “Please, Reed!  I need to feel you inside me!”
                  The hard swat on her ass prompted a startled cry.  Another stinging blow was landed to the other cheek.  “Spread your legs for me,” he demanded. 
                  Cass shifted her knees further apart on the bed, but Reed still didn’t bury his cock inside her.  Instead, his hand drifted over her dew slicked mound, touching the plump, pink folds reverently until he encountered the hardened bud of her clit.  A few gentle strokes of his fingers and the little nub was even more swollen.  Cass gasped when he closed his finger and thumb tightly over her clit.  It wasn’t painful, but the sensation was so intense, so unlike anything she’d ever experienced before she began to shudder in response instantly.  Immediately her sheath began to contract, rhythmic spasms as her clit fluttered and pulsed helplessly, trapped in his unrelenting grip.  He didn’t let go for the longest time, not until he’d rung every drop of pleasure from her.  Her body ached in the aftermath.  Her clit throbbed mercilessly and the walls of her pussy felt swollen and sensitive. 
                  The bed dipped behind her and she felt Reed’s thighs against her own.  He gripped her hips and pulled her back so that she straddled his thighs, his erection pressing against her hot core.  She ached to have him inside her.  “Please, I need you.”
                  Reed smiled as he heard the desperate edge to her voice.  “I’ve given you orgasms... over and over today.  Isn’t that enough?”
                  “No,” she said.  “I want to feel you inside me.”
                  Grasping his cock, Reed guided it to her entrance.  With a small nudge, he slid the head of his cock into her tight sheath.  The heat of her body was scalding, the tight clench of her flesh on his was bliss.  She moaned in response as he pushed forward, sinking deeply into her welcoming heat.  Her cunt gripped him like a fist, the muscles clenching rhythmically around him.  He had to grit his teeth to keep from coming right there. 
                  “You’re so fucking tight,” he said, withdrawing slightly only to sink in again, slow and deep.  He pressed his hips forward, rocking into her, until she couldn’t take anymore.  His balls were pressed against her slit, rubbing against her clit with each thrust. 
                  “Fuck me harder,” she said. 
                  Reed gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the flesh.  There would be marks later.  He relished the thought of it, of looking at her body and seeing the evidence of his claim.  Rising up over her, he pressed her arms deeper into the mattress, angling her bottom up toward him.  He moved again, withdrawing from her, and then slammed his cock into her.  Over and over again, he withdrew only to pound his hard flesh into her yielding channel.  Her body gripped him, clutching at his shaft, caressing him with each stroke of his cock into her.  His balls slapped against the swollen lips of her cunt as he pounded into her.  He listened to her soft cries as they grew louder and more insistent.  Cass trembled against him, her thighs shaking as she accepted each brutal thrust.  He was so