Cruz : A Dark MC Romance (A Dark and Dirty Sinners’ MC Book 5) by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd, Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Serena Akeroyd Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2020-10-26T18:30:00+00:00

Cruz

There was a soothing rhythm I found when binding a woman, making loops here, knotting there, sweeping the length of cord over elegant limbs, framing bones just so.

But with Indy, it was actually hard.

With every ripe curve I unveiled, I wanted to taste it. Wanted to taste her.

Punishing her involved punishing myself, and that was one of the things I'd always hated about BDSM.

There was so much pageantry sometimes, so much effort when, some nights, you just really wanted to end the day with your cock in your woman without having to whip her ass first.

But a vanilla life wasn't something I could enjoy entirely either, so I found myself at an odd crossroads as I tied Indy into the position I wanted.

A crossroads that delved into the fact I'd only started being a little more masterful because she needed it, but I saw that I needed it too. Maybe not as much as her, maybe just as much. I wouldn't know until we'd been together for a while.

Until we were out of the closet, and the excitement of hiding behind closed doors had waned.

Not that I'd felt that way, but I knew a lot of women liked the idea of the forbidden. Knew it got some of them wet.

Speaking of...

A garbled noise escaped her as I finished my last ties, and I peered at her, saw the anxiety in her eyes, as well as the relief.

Such an odd combination.

I knew she'd expected something worse than this, but she wasn't going to get it.

As this wasn't about sex, I'd stripped her down to her panties, not even complaining about her wearing them when I’d ordered her not to—this was about trust, and with her pussy covered, she knew that from the get-go.

Leaning forward, her stomach against her thighs, I had each forearm bound to her calf, strapped there with a web of knots that ended at just above the elbow and starting in a cup I made around the ball of her foot.

One leg was already complete, the other, I was just making that cup for her heel.

The bright red ball gag stopped her from speaking, but had drool trickling out the sides of her mouth and down her chin, some of it pouring over her tits, some of it landing on the mattress or on her legs.

As I finished the final knot, I stepped back to take in my work of art.

It was good.

Very good.

I'd gone for a white nylon because I'd known the shiny white would look breathtaking against her golden skin, and here was my confirmation.

I hummed as I moved forward, and started to unravel the bun I'd put her hair in at the start. When the shorter strands tumbled loose, I sighed in delight at the picture she presented.

A picture I needed to capture.

Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I snapped her defiant eyes, the grace of her arched back, the intricate knots that made diamond shapes along her limbs, and the general submissiveness of a

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