Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
I'm moving fast. Too fast maybe.
I need to be careful.
I reach for the other restraint. Slide it over her wrist. Pull tight.
My fingers skim her soft skin. She turns to the touch. Watches as I run my index finger over the outside of her thumb.
Then back, over the restraint, down her forearm, over her elbow, along her upper arm.
She shakes as I press my lips to her collarbone. It's gentle. Not like me. I need to ease her into this.
I drag my lips down her chest. Take her nipple into my mouth and suck softly.
Then harder and harder—
Until she lets out the world's most perfect groan.
She reaches for me. Finds the restraints tugging her. Groans even louder.
My balls tighten. It's still hard to believe that she wants to be tied to my bed. That she likes it rough.
Buttoned-up good girl Jasmine Lee likes it when I fuck her throat.
When I tie her to my bed.
When I flick my tongue against her nipple.
When I scrape my teeth against the tender bud—
"Fuck." She tries to reach for me again. "Shep… please."
"Please what, princess?" I start gently. Sucking on her sweet skin. Then drawing circles around it. Back and forth. Right to left.
The scrape of my teeth.
Again, she groans.
Again, she reaches for me.
Again, she shakes when the restraints catch her arms.
Under the bed restraints. She's being pulled to the top corners of the bed. Not the most sophisticated. But enough she knows she's powerless.
Enough she has to take whatever I give her.
I tease her with hard flicks of my tongue. Again and again until she's digging her nails into her palms.
Then I bite her softly.
Harder.
Hard enough her groan is equal parts pain and pleasure.
Then harder.
"Fuck." Her exhale is quick. Her inhale is sharp. "Shep, please."
"Please?" I bite her again.
A groan falls from her lips.
Her head falls to one side, taking her wet hair with it.
She looks so fucking beautiful like this. Brimming with anticipation. Lost in this world of pleasure.
Where all she wants is release.
I bite her again. Then I move to her other nipple. Tease it just as mercilessly.
She tastes good. Like the soap in her shower. Like salt. And like Jasmine.
That taste that's uniquely her. That brings me back to all those years ago.
I'm not going there.
I'm here. In this moment, where I'm in control. Where I understand exactly what she wants. Where I'm the only one who can give her exactly what she wants.
Her toes squeeze the sheets as I scrape my teeth against her. She rocks her hips, trying to find some kind of contact.
I press my palm against her hipbone, pinning her to the bed.
Which makes her groan even louder.
I hold her in place as I toy with her nipple. Pain and pleasure mix together, until her groan is a beautiful jumble.
"Shep," she says it again. "Please. Fuck me. Please."
My cock whines. It's ready to be inside her. To feel her sweet softness.
But I'm greedy.
I need more. So much more.
"No, princess." I bite her one more time. "We aren't even close to ready for that."
Her exhale is a whine. A plea. A fuck me now.
But I don't relent. After one more scrape of my teeth, I drag my lips down her stomach, below her belly button, the top of her pelvis.
Without warning, I press my palms into her thighs, pinning her to the bed.
She gasps as her knees hit the crimson sheets. "Fuck."
"Beautiful." I take a moment to savor the sight of her. Jasmine, tied to my bed, splayed wide, ready for me.
It's perfection.
She's perfection.
I bring my lips to her thigh. She's so soft, so pliable, so mine.
Right now, in this moment, she is mine.
Right now, in this moment, the two of us are completely free.
Right now, in this moment, her bliss is the only thing that matters.
The rest of world doesn't exist.
It's the best feeling in the entire fucking universe.
She shudders as I kiss my way up her leg. Higher and higher and higher until I'm almost—
"Shep." Her hands tug the restraints. "Please—"
I don't give her the chance to finish her sentence. I bring my lips to her clit.
A soft brush.
Then harder.
Hard enough she tries to reach for me again.
I pin her legs to the bed as I lick her up and down. She tastes so fucking good. Like honey and peaches. Like Jasmine.
I take my time tasting every inch of her. Exploring what she wants. I suck on her clit. Scrape my teeth against her outer lips. Plunge my tongue inside her.
Then it's soft, slow flicks of my tongue against her clit. Enough to tease her. To wind her tight. To keep her on the edge.
I do it again and again.
Until she's panting and shaking and tugging at the restraints.
Until I'm the only thing she sees.
The only thing she wants.
Then I find the place where she needs me. A little higher. To the left. And harder.