Bound to be Punished: Part I (Bound to be Punished Series) Read Online Free PDF

you.”
                 
                  His words, tender and passionate, whispered to her as she made short work of the buttons on the front of his shirt, touched a deep and sensitive part of her. Anne paused, looking up at her lover with a softer expression, and she leaned up to kiss him softly, caressing his smooth jaw with her hand and reaching down to stroke his throbbing erection through his pants.
                 
                  “I did miss you,” she whispered, blushing lightly when he laughed.
                 
                  “I think we’ve established that,” he continued to chuckle even as he stripped her fully from her dress and laid her out across the bed. She’d kicked her shoes off at the door, and he ran his hands over her as she laid in matching bra and panties, thigh-high stockings still in place.
                 
                  “As usual, you’re even sexier out of your clothes than you are in them,” he assisted her with the removal of his shirt as he spoke to her, and leaning over her he kissed down her neck and over her collarbone to the valley between her breasts. Leaving her bra in place, he kissed the tops of her breasts, licking and nibbling on her flesh lightly as he teased his way lower.
                 
                  “Sensitive,” she warned him; she jerked slightly as his fingertips trailed over a ticklish spot, then sighed as he kissed her naval and began slowly tugging her panties down her hips.
                 
                  “Turn over, on your hands and knees,” he instructed her, leaving her panties halfway in place as he pulled away and stood. He’d discarded his shirt, and as she slowly complied with his direction, he began to undo his belt and unzip his pants.
                 
                  “I’m going to get something, stay just like that,” he told her, leaning over her back to kiss her ear and neck. After trailing his hand down her bare back a final time, he stepped away and went over to the dresser against the wall.
                 
                  When he returned, he’d removed his pants and socks, remaining only in his silken black boxers, and he had two length of black silk in his hands. A tremble of desire ran through her, and Anne felt her cheeks burning brightly at the position he’d left her in, posed on her hands and knees with her curvaceous, scantily clad rear pointed toward him.
                 
                  “You are succulent,” he admired her from behind when he returned, leaving the silk sashes on the bed as he ran his hands gently over her back and down to her buttocks. Rolling her panties further down, he groaned softly as he revealed her moist, pink core, peeking from between her thighs as her panties slid down to her knees.
                 
                  “Gorgeous woman,” he groaned, leaning down to inhale the sweet, musky aroma of her as he caressed her buttocks and thighs, admiring the sight of her rounded ass. “You’ve no idea how many nights I’ve dreamt of you since you left.”
                 
                  His cock was throbbing, fully erect and hard within his boxers as he stood and leaned over her, his hands caressing her and his lips trailing up her spine to the back of her neck. Unclasping her bra and releasing her breasts, he reached around her and began caressing her gently, his fingertips finding her hardened nipple and tweaking it gently as she sighed.
                 
                  “Charles,” she admonished lightly, gasping as he pressed himself intimately against the curve of her ass so she could feel the hot, pulsing length of his cock.
                 
                  “Yes?” there was a