become impossible. And unimportant.
He nipped at the sensitive skin inside her knee then slid his tongue along her inner thigh, stopping short of the edge of her soaked panties. He slipped his fingers under the lace and pulled the fabric to one side, exposing her to his view and touch.
She wiggled and squirmed, uncomfortable with the intimacy and wanting to edge away from him, but also craving his touch and wanting to scoot closer. He bent his elbow and readjusted his position, still holding her panties out of the way while his arm lay across her stomach, anchoring her in place. The fingers of his other hand flicked her swollen, sensitive clit, causing her to rock her hips and moan.
In one quick motion, he thrust his tongue into her. Once. Twice. The sensation was so intense she practically flew off the bed. He curled his tongue and pulled it through her swollen lips to her clit, where he nipped harshly then stroked the sting away with a soft caress. As he gave one long draw on her clit, she bucked and arched and cried out.
Nothing had ever felt this good.
And then he stopped.
“There’s one more thing we need to cover before I’ll let you come.”
Thank God . Anything .
“In the bedroom, you will do as I say without question. And you’ll call me Sir.
Starting now.”
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Okay, anything, except that.
“One word is all it’s going to take. Call me Sir and I’ll give you what you want.”
“Never,” she growled, as she fought to dislodge him. With a quick yank, he disposed of her panties and began a full oral assault. He flicked his tongue across her swollen clit.
He nipped and sucked and buried his tongue deep, leaving her breathless and quivering.
She grabbed his head to hold him in place, determined to make him finish what he’d started. But before she knew what was happening, he was sitting over her, tying her wrists together with the remnants of her panties. He scooped her up, dropped her in the middle of the bed so her outstretched arms reached the headboard, and tied her to the frame.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she gasped, shocked.
Completely unfazed by her rant, he sat back and watched her struggle. Sweeping his boiling hot gaze down her body, he whispered, “My God. Bound to the bed like this, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He stroked a finger between her breasts and down her stomach. “You’re struggling with yourself more than you are those bindings. Stop fighting, yourself and me, and let go.”
The annoying small voice whispered in her ear, you know he’s right . But she didn’t want him to be right, and she sure didn’t want to be a weakling and submit.
When she remained quiet but continued to struggle, although admittedly not terribly hard, he slid two fingers inside and went straight for her G-spot. She gasped and thrashed while her hips took up a natural pounding rhythm against his hand.
“Say it, Nikki. Sir. That’s all it’s going to take and I’ll let you come.”
She didn’t need him to let her come. She rocked her hips, making his hand hit where she wanted it most. She was close. So close. Almost there.
His fingers stopped moving.
Fury whipped through her and she tried to fight her way free again, only to have her legs restrained by his strong hands. Suddenly, he was kneeling between her legs again, combining the magic of his tongue, teeth, lips and hands, taking her to the edge of what www.samhainpublishing.com 47
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would surely be a cataclysmic orgasm. She stood, perched at the edge, ready to tumble over.
And he stopped.
She shrieked with frustration and thrashed her head from side to side. Desperate for release she finally stooped to pleading. “Please,” she begged. “Please, please make me come.”
“You have all the control, Nikki.”
She snarled and raised her head, wanting to look him in the eye when she told him to go to hell, but she stopped short when she
He nipped at the sensitive skin inside her knee then slid his tongue along her inner thigh, stopping short of the edge of her soaked panties. He slipped his fingers under the lace and pulled the fabric to one side, exposing her to his view and touch.
She wiggled and squirmed, uncomfortable with the intimacy and wanting to edge away from him, but also craving his touch and wanting to scoot closer. He bent his elbow and readjusted his position, still holding her panties out of the way while his arm lay across her stomach, anchoring her in place. The fingers of his other hand flicked her swollen, sensitive clit, causing her to rock her hips and moan.
In one quick motion, he thrust his tongue into her. Once. Twice. The sensation was so intense she practically flew off the bed. He curled his tongue and pulled it through her swollen lips to her clit, where he nipped harshly then stroked the sting away with a soft caress. As he gave one long draw on her clit, she bucked and arched and cried out.
Nothing had ever felt this good.
And then he stopped.
“There’s one more thing we need to cover before I’ll let you come.”
Thank God . Anything .
“In the bedroom, you will do as I say without question. And you’ll call me Sir.
Starting now.”
46
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Reaction Time
Okay, anything, except that.
“One word is all it’s going to take. Call me Sir and I’ll give you what you want.”
“Never,” she growled, as she fought to dislodge him. With a quick yank, he disposed of her panties and began a full oral assault. He flicked his tongue across her swollen clit.
He nipped and sucked and buried his tongue deep, leaving her breathless and quivering.
She grabbed his head to hold him in place, determined to make him finish what he’d started. But before she knew what was happening, he was sitting over her, tying her wrists together with the remnants of her panties. He scooped her up, dropped her in the middle of the bed so her outstretched arms reached the headboard, and tied her to the frame.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she gasped, shocked.
Completely unfazed by her rant, he sat back and watched her struggle. Sweeping his boiling hot gaze down her body, he whispered, “My God. Bound to the bed like this, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He stroked a finger between her breasts and down her stomach. “You’re struggling with yourself more than you are those bindings. Stop fighting, yourself and me, and let go.”
The annoying small voice whispered in her ear, you know he’s right . But she didn’t want him to be right, and she sure didn’t want to be a weakling and submit.
When she remained quiet but continued to struggle, although admittedly not terribly hard, he slid two fingers inside and went straight for her G-spot. She gasped and thrashed while her hips took up a natural pounding rhythm against his hand.
“Say it, Nikki. Sir. That’s all it’s going to take and I’ll let you come.”
She didn’t need him to let her come. She rocked her hips, making his hand hit where she wanted it most. She was close. So close. Almost there.
His fingers stopped moving.
Fury whipped through her and she tried to fight her way free again, only to have her legs restrained by his strong hands. Suddenly, he was kneeling between her legs again, combining the magic of his tongue, teeth, lips and hands, taking her to the edge of what www.samhainpublishing.com 47
Alannah Lynne
would surely be a cataclysmic orgasm. She stood, perched at the edge, ready to tumble over.
And he stopped.
She shrieked with frustration and thrashed her head from side to side. Desperate for release she finally stooped to pleading. “Please,” she begged. “Please, please make me come.”
“You have all the control, Nikki.”
She snarled and raised her head, wanting to look him in the eye when she told him to go to hell, but she stopped short when she
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