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woman. Otherwise you would be complaining a lot more.”
He opened his mouth then shut it and looked
like he was considering what she was saying. “I’ll let you know
once I’m down from here.”
“Your body is beautiful and I like to see you
like this.” She leaned forward and kissed him. “And I like the man
I’ve seen inside.”
“I’m reserving judgment.” The corner of his
mouth quirked. “Until you let me down from here.”
She noticed his shoulders moving slightly. He
was trying to get the cuffs off. “How’s that working out for you
back there?” she asked.
“I’ve been through a lot of knot tying in my
life, and I have to say you’re damn good.” He looked a little
sheepish as he spoke. She knew it pained him to add, “I apologize
for underestimating your bondage skills.”
She stretched her arm and touched his cock
and stroked it. “Feels good, doesn’t it? Even the pain has an edge
of pleasure to it.”
He closed his eyes and she could see that he
was enjoying it just like she had said. When he opened his eyes, he
said, “Will you let me down if I tell you I like it?”
She skimmed the head of his cock with her
finger. “Only if you mean it.”
“It’s pretty hot,” he said and by the tone of
his voice she knew that he meant it.
Intentionally putting her breasts in his line
of vision, she reached for the thin rope tying his cock and balls
to the collar. She untied it and he hissed out air and relaxed as
he straightened.
“Thank you,” he said. “I don’t suppose you’ll
set my balls free?”
She smiled and trailed her fingers down his
chest to his cock. She slowly unwound the rope and he groaned as
circulation ran back into his balls and he sagged with relief.
With a smile she stood and reached up to kiss
him. “You taste good,” she said when she drew away.
He tried to take a step toward her and almost
fell at the same time he seemed to remember that his ankles were
still bound together.
“Be good or I’ll have to leave you like
that.” She gave him a sexy grin. She glanced down at his huge
erection and met his gaze again. “You’re looking pretty happy to
me.”
Chapter 4
Tate’s voice was husky as he said, “I want to
touch you.”
The way he said the words sent a thrill deep
inside her. She was so tempted to set him free and ride him again.
Maybe she would let him partially out.
“You have to promise to be good.” She kissed
him, letting him feel the passion bottled up inside of her that she
wanted to set free. She had more in store for him.
While he watched, she kicked off her shoes
and stripped out of her clothing. She removed everything in a slow,
sensual striptease.
She went to him and pressed her naked body to
his. He felt warm against her chilled skin. She kissed him,
enjoying his flavor and the fact that he couldn’t touch her yet. It
would be soon enough. She lightly stroked his cock as she kissed
him and he groaned from the pleasure she was giving to him. The
size and thickness of his cock was perfect and she couldn’t wait to
have it inside her again.
She decided it was time to let him down. The
only things she left on were the leash and the wrist cuffs.
Otherwise he was free.
“Untie my hands.” They stood close together
and her nipples rubbed his chest as he spoke.
“I don’t trust you.” She gave him a wicked
smile. “And I have other things for you to do first.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
She tugged on the rope and forced him to
kneel in front of her. With her legs apart, she put her hand on the
back of his head and drew him to her so that his face was in front
of her pussy. She didn’t have to pull him any closer to her. He
moved his head so that his mouth was on her folds.
A moan rose up within her and she tilted her
head back as he licked and sucked her pussy. She looked down again
and the feelings of pleasure were almost too much for her to bear.
Watching the big man with his hands cuffed and a