Whip Me Up Tie Me Down by Lavender Daye

Author:Lavender Daye
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Military, Erotic Fiction, Contemporary, BDSM
ISBN: 9781499558173
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2014-05-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

He woke to pleasure. A fog of sensuality engulfed him in the darkened room, his dick pulsing with need, and it wasn’t his typical morning wood. Soft hands were coaxing him to stiffen past his limits. Hips lifted in instinct and desire flooded the rest of his body.

Eyelids flickered and attempted to focus. Edges of light forced him to acknowledge the blindfold and he came fully awake.

“Yes. There you are.”

Lizette.

Oh, God. She was going to kill him with sex.

He shifted again, the urge to touch her while she fondled him imperative. No go. His arms wouldn’t comply, fixed in some way above his head.

“Let me loose.”

“Soon. For now, you’ll enjoy what I offer and be a good man.”

Ah, damn. The submissive thing again. He’d enjoyed it plenty the night before but hadn’t expected a repeat so quickly. Not really his thing, or so he’d thought. Last night blew the top of his head off and gave him a taste. From the silky texture of her hands moving up and down his tight-as-hell dick, he was about to get another lesson.

If he survived.

Balls high and hard, he was more than ready to come with a vengeance and he had no idea how long she’d been working him. Fabric rustled and slid across his upper thigh.

“Oh, shit, no.” The protest didn’t stop her. Whatever she had was now wrapped around the base of his cock and tight enough to keep him hard until she decided otherwise.

“Don’t worry, pretty boy. I’ll make it good. Trust me.”

The bed dipped and he heard her feet hit the carpet with a soft thump. “Where—”

“Ah-ah. No talking without permission.”

A phone rang, hers, and when she answered her voice was all business with no hint of arousal. His brain kicked into gear, a need to redirect some of the physical restrictions she’d imposed while he wondered what kind of woman he’d fallen into bed with. He sure as hell wasn’t garnering any information from the phone conversation. She mostly listened, replied in short succinct words, and signed off before disappearing into the silent darkness.

Sonuvabitch. He ached.

Warm hands, warm slippery hands engulfed him, the bed dipped and shifted, and she was there, on him. Around him and moving, little hot phrases and praise passing her lips while she enjoyed the ride. Her body clamped hard around him and pulsed. Damn her rules, he opened his mouth and shouted with her even as he was denied the climax. He groaned when she shifted into another set of rise and fall, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body. Lizette’s mouth touched his, a swipe of her tongue slipping inside, then lips on lips as her pace increased. The kisses continued up his face and into his hair. Something bumped his chin and he realized it was a breast. He turned to lick it but she was faster, reorienting to brush her nipple against his chin.

She wanted the stubble.

Quick to accommodate, he rocked his chin side to side and enjoyed her intake of breath when he hit the right spot.

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