open the drawer of her bedside table, pulling out a condom and wrestling it into place. He kneeled behind her prostrate form, unable to resist the urge to tease.
He placed his hands on her lower back and lowered his mouth to her slit, licking and sucking until she bucked. Her breath quickened and he pulled away.”
“You will not cum until I give you permission,” he growled. “You will scream for me.”
Spreading her legs even wider with his hands, Ben leaned in for more of her sweetness. Licking and pulling at her clit, he could feel the tension in her thighs as she fought for control.
“Good girl,” he said.
Rhythmically, he stabbed his tongue deeply into her heated core. His desire to mimic what his throbbing cock wanted seemed to push her even closer to the edge.
“Beg,” he panted.
“Please, sir. Oh, please,” she cried. In her voice he heard unrestrained passion, her need for the kind of union only he could offer.
Reaching around to cup her pussy, Ben rubbed her hard nub as he pumped her slippery slit with two fingers. “Clench my fingers.”
She groaned and shuddered as she clenched while holding off release.
His aching balls had enough. He mounted her in her oblivion, ramming his dick deep into her pussy as she rocked her pink ass up to meet each thrust.
“Come now, pet.”
Like a switch, his command set her off. She bucked as her pussy pulsed around his rod. Relentlessly, he impaled. He forced her hips to meet his thrusts with one firm hand, while with the other he teased her clit.
His balls slapped against her cunt and tightened with his pending blast.
“Come again, pet, squeeze me tight,” he groaned.
She arched her back, taking him even deeper. His fingers clamped down on her mound and she jerked to a second, fast orgasm.
He creamed on shots of bliss, riding high. Mind-fucking pleasure rushed up from his spine’s base and exploded. White light, dizzy warmth and the grounding feel of Lisa’s thighs wrapped backward around his legs.
Gasping, Ben curled around Lisa’s limp body and eased them both to the bed. He followed the sound of her breath back to the present.
“God, Ben…”
“Shh.” He lifted her hair gently from her neck and cooled her by blowing softly. “Can’t talk.”
She glanced over her shoulder and smiled.
He was home.
****
Lisa searched Ben’s gaze and found no trace of worry or confusion, only love and certainty.
“Fine.” His voice rumbled low in his chest, but his lips twisted in a weary half-grin. “If you are going to spend all night looking at me with those puppy eyes, you might as well speak.”
“Are you sorry?” Her tone was playful, but she held her breath while waiting for his answer.
Gently, he turned her over. “No.” He kissed her lips, her nose, and her forehead. “You were right. We belong together…like this.”
“I meant my vow,” she said. “I am yours.”
His gaze was as deep and blue as a glacial lake. “We are bound together. Where you are willing to go, I will lead.”
She melted against his lips. With his kiss, he sealed a promise so sincere it curled her toes.
“I love you,” she said.
He brushed her hair from her forehead. “And I love you.”
She slumped against his shoulder and sighed. Happiness stole into her heart as he played with a strand of her hair.
“I think, from time to time, I’ll need to remind you of how right I was,” she said with a smirk.
“Do I need to tell you what will happen?” he asked, tapping her sore ass.
Lisa cuddled close to her master’s chest.
“I know very well what will happen, sir,” she giggled. “And I will love every minute.”
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ALSO AVAILABLE FROM TESS LAMONT:
Novella 1: Bound to Be Mine, 51 pages
Novella 2: Bound to Surrender, 72 pages
Novella 3: Bound to Ignite, 55 pages
EXCERPTS & BLURBS
Bound to Be Mine
Lisa Emery had everything: a lucrative job and the perfect man at home—her master. Together, they were
He placed his hands on her lower back and lowered his mouth to her slit, licking and sucking until she bucked. Her breath quickened and he pulled away.”
“You will not cum until I give you permission,” he growled. “You will scream for me.”
Spreading her legs even wider with his hands, Ben leaned in for more of her sweetness. Licking and pulling at her clit, he could feel the tension in her thighs as she fought for control.
“Good girl,” he said.
Rhythmically, he stabbed his tongue deeply into her heated core. His desire to mimic what his throbbing cock wanted seemed to push her even closer to the edge.
“Beg,” he panted.
“Please, sir. Oh, please,” she cried. In her voice he heard unrestrained passion, her need for the kind of union only he could offer.
Reaching around to cup her pussy, Ben rubbed her hard nub as he pumped her slippery slit with two fingers. “Clench my fingers.”
She groaned and shuddered as she clenched while holding off release.
His aching balls had enough. He mounted her in her oblivion, ramming his dick deep into her pussy as she rocked her pink ass up to meet each thrust.
“Come now, pet.”
Like a switch, his command set her off. She bucked as her pussy pulsed around his rod. Relentlessly, he impaled. He forced her hips to meet his thrusts with one firm hand, while with the other he teased her clit.
His balls slapped against her cunt and tightened with his pending blast.
“Come again, pet, squeeze me tight,” he groaned.
She arched her back, taking him even deeper. His fingers clamped down on her mound and she jerked to a second, fast orgasm.
He creamed on shots of bliss, riding high. Mind-fucking pleasure rushed up from his spine’s base and exploded. White light, dizzy warmth and the grounding feel of Lisa’s thighs wrapped backward around his legs.
Gasping, Ben curled around Lisa’s limp body and eased them both to the bed. He followed the sound of her breath back to the present.
“God, Ben…”
“Shh.” He lifted her hair gently from her neck and cooled her by blowing softly. “Can’t talk.”
She glanced over her shoulder and smiled.
He was home.
****
Lisa searched Ben’s gaze and found no trace of worry or confusion, only love and certainty.
“Fine.” His voice rumbled low in his chest, but his lips twisted in a weary half-grin. “If you are going to spend all night looking at me with those puppy eyes, you might as well speak.”
“Are you sorry?” Her tone was playful, but she held her breath while waiting for his answer.
Gently, he turned her over. “No.” He kissed her lips, her nose, and her forehead. “You were right. We belong together…like this.”
“I meant my vow,” she said. “I am yours.”
His gaze was as deep and blue as a glacial lake. “We are bound together. Where you are willing to go, I will lead.”
She melted against his lips. With his kiss, he sealed a promise so sincere it curled her toes.
“I love you,” she said.
He brushed her hair from her forehead. “And I love you.”
She slumped against his shoulder and sighed. Happiness stole into her heart as he played with a strand of her hair.
“I think, from time to time, I’ll need to remind you of how right I was,” she said with a smirk.
“Do I need to tell you what will happen?” he asked, tapping her sore ass.
Lisa cuddled close to her master’s chest.
“I know very well what will happen, sir,” she giggled. “And I will love every minute.”
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ALSO AVAILABLE FROM TESS LAMONT:
Novella 1: Bound to Be Mine, 51 pages
Novella 2: Bound to Surrender, 72 pages
Novella 3: Bound to Ignite, 55 pages
EXCERPTS & BLURBS
Bound to Be Mine
Lisa Emery had everything: a lucrative job and the perfect man at home—her master. Together, they were
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