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yes, yes.”
    I replaced my fingers with my tongue, pushing into her, her muscles clenching around me, my hands prizing her open wider. I alternated between licking and sucking until she started to shake. I pushed deep, deeper, and then my thumb found her clit. When she came again, it was as if in surrender. There were no words, simply her private sounds of pleasure, reserved just for me. Panting, moaning, and juddering.
    My cock was thick against my stomach. I had to be inside her. I stood and positioned her now weak legs.
    “Can you last a little longer in this position, baby? I have to have you like this.”
    “Yes, fuck me, Jake. Please.”
    I groaned and after a single stroke to my cock, I pushed into her slowly but without stopping, so deep I was drowning in her.

 
    Haven
    It was as if he filled every part of me when he was inside me. He made me come as if I was a generator on which he just needed to flick the switch, as if he had some secret code. He could make me climax with his fingers, his tongue, but it was only when he was inside me that I felt completely his, bound to him, my soul stripped bare. The intensity was magnified by the pressure of the rope, as if it squeezed more out of me when I thought I had nothing left to give him. It tied me to him. He owned me.
    He pulled out and slammed back into me. He was usually more gentle with me at first, allowing me to get used to his size, but now it was as though he couldn’t hold back, as if I had the kind of power over him that he had over me. Relief pulsed across my body with the realization that he needed to be inside me as much I wanted him there.
    His fingers fiddled with the ropes, adjusting them slightly. I hoped he wouldn’t release me yet, I was sure I would fall apart without the silky fibers twisted around me. The rope tied me to the moment, so I didn’t have to worry about what was next, whether what was between us was constant. I felt certain of everything in that moment.
    I was still bound as he hooked his hands under my shoulders and pulled me back onto him, pushing into me as deeply as he could go. I cried out, not knowing if any sound left my body. All I could hear was the rush of blood in my ears and Jake’s grunts behind me as he took what he needed.
    He withdrew unexpectedly and I tried to look over my shoulder to see why.
    “I’m going to turn you over,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly like disturbed bedrock. “I need to see your face.”
    He rearranged me on the bed so that I was face up and my thighs were parted, ready for him. My body limp and helpless, he had complete control. I wanted to give him what he needed and this was all that was left—complete submission. He didn’t need to ask me, I offered it willingly. “God, you look so good like that, Haven.” He pushed back inside me, grabbing my hips, pulling me onto him.
    He was concentrating. On what, I wasn’t sure. His breathing, his rhythm, my face. My muscles clenched involuntarily around him and he closed his eyes.
    “Shit,” he whispered and he twisted, making me clench again.
    He could do anything to me while I was laid out in front of him, bound. I was completely vulnerable and under his total control. It wasn’t frightening; it was freeing. His pace increased and our sounds intermingled. I couldn’t distinguish his cries of pleasure from my own, and staring into his eyes tipped me over the edge as my orgasm thundered across my body. It was like nothing else that had come before it. It ripped through me, crushing me and renewing me.
    Jake called my name and I felt his grip on my shoulders grow tighter before he shuddered, emptying himself inside me.
    At that moment, I needed to touch him, to have his skin against mine and he knew. His fingers plucked at the rope, and within seconds, I was in his arms and my hands were pressed against his heartbeat.
    “You’re amazing,” he whispered to me.
    “I’ve never . . .” It had been as though our previous