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

devilish tone to his voice, all sultry seduction as he turned her head to bring her lips back to his in another searing kiss. When they broke away, he whispered to her, “Tell me what you want.”
                 
                  “You know full well what I want,” she groaned, her desire for him only intensifying as he played this old game with her. He knew she was shy about speaking her desires, and he delighted even moreso as a result in forcing her to voice what she wanted him to do to her.
                 
                  “I think I may have forgotten,” he teased her, rubbing the length of his erection against her slowly, teasing her with the sweet sensation and the friction of their contact; “you’ll have to tell me again, Anne.”
                 
                  “I want you,” she sighed, biting her lip as he continued to tease her, moving slowly against her, ever so slowly.
                 
                  “You already have me,” he chuckled and kissed the back of her back again, “you’ll have to be more specific. How do you want me?”
                 
                  “I want you inside me,” she whispered, grateful that he didn’t force her to look him in the eye as she revealed her wanton desires, “I’ve missed you, Charles, don’t tease me now.”
                 
                  Releasing his hold on her hips, he reached over and picked up one of the silk sashes, folding it double before leaning over Anne again, “it’s only a blindfold,” he assured her.
                 
                  Consenting with a brief nod, she allowed him to tie the fabric over her eyes, a thrill of anticipation fueling her desire for him.
                 
                  “Oh yes,” he groaned as he sat back on his knees, looking at her, “god you make a lovely sight.” From her hard, dusky nipples to the curve of her delectable ass, he was entranced by her natural allure, her femininity and curves, the suppleness of her skin as he caressed her.
                 
                  Removing his boxers entirely, he knelt behind her and took hold of his cock, rubbing the head of it between her slick labia as he repeated to her, “Tell me what you want me to do.”
                 
                  She groaned in frustration, attempting to push back against him and impale herself on the tip of his cock. It was so close to her entrance, caressing her intimately, tantalizingly near, and she gave in, “If you don’t slide your cock inside me soon, I swear I’m going to tie you up.”
                 
                  His laughter resonated through his chest, and he teased her slightly, aligning the head of his cock with her slick, tight entrance and slowly sliding inside a fraction of an inch before pulling away again. He repeated the motion several times, until she was panting with desire for him, her breasts heaving and her thighs trembling as she remained on all fours before him.
                 
                  “Your wish is my command,” he leaned over her and reached down, taking hold of her wrists and pulling them behind her, forcing her into a downward facing position toward the bed. Leaning back, he watched as he aligned the head of his cock with her pink entrance again, then began to slowly slide into her.
     
    “Oh yes,” he held her wrists pinned behind her back as he watched the whole length of his swollen cock slide inside her. She was tight and hot, far tighter than he remembered, and he felt his cock throb harder as he confirmed, “you didn’t fuck anyone else, good girl.” What a difference four months without sex could make, he groaned and leaned over her back to kiss and nip gently at her neck, eliciting a light