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she couldn’t move; he’d secured her to the wall.
    “Ash?” She was hovering on the edge of being anxious and thrilled, the two emotions mingling until she couldn’t tell them
     apart.
    He took her face between his palms again and kissed her, gently, for the longest time, until she was calm, until the ropes
     around her wrists felt almost comforting, like they were part of her. Submitting to him, she stopped fighting, and then he
     got on his knees before her, moving slowly to kiss her body as he made his way down. When he nuzzled his face against her
     hip, kissed her hip bone through the fabric of her dress, she lost it, lost all control.
    “Ash… I need you.” Between her legs there was a want; she was pounding with need—for him. She’d never felt a need like this.
     Ever. The bonds heightened every sensation coursing through her, and she welcomed, claimed, each one.
    He lifted the hem of her dress until it was pushed up around her waist. For a second, she thought she must be out of her head,
     because normally she felt very selfconscious when she was exposed. And she’d never been so vulnerable with someone she barely
     knew.
    But now, that sense of anonymity seemed to entice her, and she stretched her body, arched, let his hands move under her dress
     to feel her skin. She saw desire in his eyes, and it made her feel sexy, feminine. Maybe it was the ropes, being bound and
     helpless, giving herself to him; she felt a bit as if she were floating. She felt her own smile on her face as she waited
     for him, watching Ash’s gaze, which was now focused on her panties, her swollen clit.
    He glanced up. “Do you like being tied, Joy?”
    She nodded.
    “Tell me you like it.” He placed a soft, warm kiss in that spot he’d been staring at, his breath muffled through the lace
     of her panties.
    “I like it, Ash. I like being tied by you.”
    “I don’t know what it is about you, baby. You make me so fucking turned on.” With one hand, he yanked her panties down her
     legs, still holding her dress up with his other hand. “You always look so…”
    “What?” she whispered. How did he see her?
    “Ready for me. Like you want me to take you.”
    “I do. Take me.” She couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth. She’d never talked like this, never been so demanding.
     But with Ash she felt safe.
Maybe too safe,
a little voice whispered in the back of her head, and she ignored it.
    “Spread your legs.”
    She stepped her legs farther apart, as wide as she could go. With both his hands, he kept her dress up around her hips and
     pushed her ass back against the wall. Rope hung to her left and to her right, above her. Binding her. Surrounding her. She
     shuddered.
    “Taste me, Ash. Fuck me.”
    “How did you know dirty talk turns me on?” he asked with a wicked grin.
    “I want to feel your mouth on my pussy.”
    “That’s my girl,” he said, and then he was licking her, spreading her with his thumbs, spreading her wide so he could use
     his mouth to sweetly torment her, and she heard herself moaning, pleading.
    “Oh, God,” she said, pressing hard against him, pulling at her bindings. “Yes, oh my God. I’m going to come, Ash….”
    He looked up. “Do it. Come for me, right here against my face. And then I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to come again.”
    “Yes,” was all she managed. “I want that….”
    Slowly, tortuously, he licked her, from as deep as he could reach to her throbbing clit: licking, sucking, tugging. She threw
     her head back against the wall, feeling her hair tangle as she thrashed her head from side to side. When she came against
     his face, it was like lightning shooting through her, and she screamed his name, crying out over and over as he sucked every
     last tremble out of her body.
    Finally, when she stilled, he stood. His gaze raked over her, and she imagined what she must look like. Arms tied overhead,
     her dress wrinkled and hanging around her