Bonds of Trust by Lynda Aicher Page B

one she couldn’t have withheld if she’d tried.
    But she didn’t want to.
    She wanted Jake to hear it all. Just like he’d ordered.
    This time he didn’t leave. His tongue heated her smooth flesh then flicked against her waiting clit. She jerked as he repeated the touch and inserted a finger into her. The combination almost unglued her.
    “Please, Jake,” she begged. “I’m going to come.”
    “Not yet,” he demanded, his voice carrying a tone of reprimand. “Wait ’til I say.”
    Another finger entered her wet channel. She whimpered while thrusting her hips into the intrusion and the hot warmth of his mouth. A sharp inhale caught the tangy sent of her arousal, of what he was doing to her. She needed more but at the same time was almost afraid of the aching flood of yearning building within her. His tongue circled her entrance, taunting her with the possibility without fulfilling the promise. With his expert touch and knowing way, Jake held her at that point, the very edge of what she could endure while he fondled and licked her repeatedly.
    His lips closed around her clit and this time he sucked. Hard. Pulling on the sensitive flesh until she cried out against the blend of pain and pleasure on the overstimulated bud. Her skin was hot and damp, her body flushed, her mind incoherent.
    All she knew was his mouth, his fingers, his touch on her.
    Him.
    His teeth scraped over her aching clit and she clung to the edge with a flimsy hold. His fingers withdrew from her, leaving her feeling empty. For one brief second he pulled away completely, depriving her of all touch.
    “No,” she cried, arching toward him.
    Another second, filled only by her raspy breath.
    Finally, a harsh, “Come, Cali,” ground against her mind as his fingers thrust into her and his mouth clamped over her clit. And she flew, obeying the command without hesitation, crashing through the climax on wave after wave of pure sensation.
    Her mind shattered with her body, her muscles tensing and clenching as she gasped for breath and reached for still more until she thought she would die from the continued wave of heat and bliss that exploded within her. Slowly she descended, shivering as he moved away. She was at once relieved and lost when his touch receded.
    Her fingers were still fastened to the bar, tight and cramping from the frantic hold. Her lungs heaved for air, the sound loud and harsh in the quiet room. The quick, unmistakable ripping of foil shot through her, immediately bringing her body back to life and putting her mind on alert. Her head jerked in the direction of the noise, her lips parting in a silent plea for what it meant.
    “Yes, Cali,” Jake confirmed. “I’m going to fuck you.”
    Her body fired once again at his words. “Yes,” she panted. “Please. Fuck me, Jake.”
    Who was this person begging for sex? Wanting more of everything he’d given her? She wasn’t certain, but right then—in that moment—she loved her.

Chapter Six
    She was unbelievable.
    Cali was real. Honest. Truly magnificent in her response to everything he’d done to her. There was no act or pretense behind her emotions. What she showed was one hundred percent real. Not what she thought he wanted to see, but what she was truly feeling. He was certain of that.
    She trusted him enough to give him everything.
    And it turned him on until his dick throbbed with the need for release. Damn . He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so hard. The last time he’d ached to fuck a sub. There were only a few of his long-term clients he did that with. He definitely didn’t with a new sub. One who wasn’t even a contracted client.
    Control. He was supposed to be in control, but he felt anything but that. The blindfold had been as much for him as her. He didn’t want her to see how she was affecting him. Didn’t think he could keep his emotions from showing.
    He stared at her now, bound, spread and trembling. Fucking beautiful .
    She was sleek and toned