Exquisite Karma (Iron Horse MC Book 4)

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Authors: Ann Mayburn
The rough scratch of his stubble against my bare shoulder sent a shiver through me as he leaned forward to kiss my neck. While he assaulted the sensitive bundle of nerves where my shoulder and neck met, he placed the end of the rope in my hands. “You pull this and you’re free in less the two seconds.”
    See, the man understood just how far to push me, how much he could take from me, before he’d give just enough control back to melt me like butter.
    I totally relaxed beneath him and he flattened me to the bed as he gave me some of his weight. That only had me going deeper inside myself, pinned beneath him and seemingly helpless. Even though I held the end of the rope in my hands, and could free myself in an instant, I struggled against my bondage, a dirty part of me enjoying the thrill of giving him a little mock reluctance.
    Wiggling my butt, I lightly set my nails against his stomach and said in a breathy voice, “You’re too big, it’s going to hurt.”
    Oh man, the sexy purr Beach gave as he ground his cock between my ass cheeks lit me up inside when he murmured, “Baby wants to play.”
    With a tilt of his hips, he had the head of his cock teasing my wet entrance in a way that stole my breath.
    “It’ll only hurt for a moment. Let me fuck this pretty pink pussy, little girl.”
    Mindless with the need to have him push inside of me, I gave an ineffective bump with my hips. “Leave me alone!”
    “Mmmm, don’t think you want me to leave you alone.” He slipped one arm beneath me and tweaked my hard nipple. “I think you need to be fucked, badly.”
    He was right about that, but I loved role-playing with him, and got another dirty thrill as I whispered, “Please, your dick is too big, mister, it won’t fit.”
    Moving quickly, Beach straddled my legs so they pressed together, making an already tight fit excruciating as he worked the head of his shaft into me. My body clenched down and I let out a stuttering moan. His cock pulsed inside of me and that blessed piercing of his rubbed me deep. Shit, he had so much dick to feed me, and I let out a squeal when he went as far inside me as he could, balls deep, so tight it stung.
    “Fuck,” he whispered into my ear. “See, you little slut, fits just right.”
    With my toes curling I moaned my agreement as he began to fuck me nice and deep, stroking me so well I forgot my own name. The only thing I could do was feel the length of his muscled body against mine, the soft brush of his body hair as he moved over me. My pussy began to clench and release as his pace increased to the point where the loud clap of our bodies slapping together filled the room. His harsh breathing matched my own, and right before I could come, he slowed down.
    My whine of protest died a quick death when the familiar sensation of his lube-covered fingers toying with my bottom rushed through me.
    “No,” I rasped out, “not there.”
    “Gonna fuck you everywhere. There won’t be an inch of this sweet body I don’t take. And you can’t do shit about it.”
    The inner muscles of my sex quivered, making Beach groan. “Bad girl.”
    Cool metal pressed against my anus and I tightened involuntarily, then relaxed. It was a small, smooth butt plug and it eased inside of me as Beach began to move again.
    So full, I was so damn full like this, too many sensations bombarding me with pleasure and tension. The coil deep inside of me wound tighter, and when the butt plug began to vibrate, I lost it, coming all over Beach’s cock. My pussy grabbed on to his length and as he fought against my inner muscles, I thrashed beneath him, the vibrations traveling through my bottom and into his cock, which made his piercing vibrate hard.
    Another orgasm came on the heels of the first and I screamed his name while he fought to keep fucking me hard and deep, using his weight to hold me down while I bucked beneath him, the constant stimulation driving me wild.
    With a rough shout, Beach pulled out of me, then

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