The Drake Unwound Complete Collection Book 9 Read Online Free PDF Page B

"Don't want to go too fast with you. Besides," I said and held up my glass to her. "All this messy love stuff got in the way."
    She smiled at me, giving me a look.
    "Drink up," I said.
    She did, shooting back the vodka when I did. When I finished swallowing, I leaned down and kissed her, wanting to taste the vodka on her tongue, sucking hers into my mouth. When I pulled back, I brushed a lock of hair from her cheek.
    "What's going on in that mind of yours?” I asked because I wanted to get her talking so I could see how she responded. If she liked them, I’d get pictures of us together one day. “You must feel something about those pictures."
    She turned back to the images and considered.
    "Why does bondage excite you?" She examined one in which Leah was suspended off the ground, bound, gagged, blindfolded.
    "Bondage puts a sub in a certain headspace. Unable to move or escape, she's also unable to resist. It's liberating,” I said, examining the photograph. “She can't help but feel what I make her feel. She can respond even more than normal to what I do because she has no other choice. Her body is mine. Her mind is mine. She's no longer responsible and as a result, she can feel everything without guilt."
    Kate nodded, but said nothing else. I took her empty shot glass and placed it on the table beside the photo album. I took the album and led her over to the bed, sitting on the edge and pulling her down onto my lap. I opened the album to the first page.
    "Tell me what you feel when you see these."
    She inhaled and examined that first one. "They're very artistic. Did you set them up yourself or did you have a professional photographer do them?"
    "A professional photographer who specializes in BDSM."
    "Were the poses your ideas or his?"
    "Mine." My chin rested on her shoulder as she sat on my lap. Kate turned a few more pages. "What do those make you feel ?" I said once more, wanting her to open up.
    She hesitated. "Jealous." She flipped the page. "Envy. Aroused."
    I nodded. "What arouses you the most?"
    She said nothing while she flipped through the photos, back and forth, and came to rest on one of Leah on her back, blindfolded, gagged, her hands bound, her feet bound. She wore nylons and a leather corset, her breasts spilling out over the top. I knelt between her knees, naked, splitting her labia with my cock.
    She pointed to it. "This."
    I leaned closer and examined it. "Interesting…"
    "Why do you say that?"
    "It's the most submissive," I said. "She's the most helpless. Unable to move at all, unable to see, or speak. Trusting me completely. Totally under my control."
    Kate examined the photograph for a moment before flipping the page.
    "What else do you like?" I said, squeezing her, slipping my hand beneath her sweater to cup a breast.
    She stopped at one of Leah on her knees before me. I was dressed in black leather pants. One hand was on her head, her long hair caught up in my fist. She had my cock in her mouth, her lips taut around the head.
     "This one."
    "I like that one, too. Why do you like it?"
    "It reminds me of your letter,” Kate said thoughtfully. “She's on her knees, her hands tied behind her back. Blindfolded. You're controlling her, guiding her by pulling her hair."
    She flipped to another one that featured me performing anal sex and seemed to linger over it.
    "Do you like that one?" I said, my voice soft.
    "I'm ambivalent about it," she said.
    "Do you want to try these positions and acts?"
    "The other ones, yes. This one?” she said, pointing to the anal. “Maybe some day. When I'm ready."
    I closed the book and put it on the bed beside us. I turned her to face me so that she was straddling my hips, her hands resting on my shoulders. I wanted to remind her of that first night and how she wanted me to take the lead. How it excited her, despite being fearful. She fiddled with my tie, tightened and loosened it again, and tried to avoid looking me in the eyes.
    "What?" I said, tipping up her chin so