the
upper curve of her cunt. She fought the ropes, terrified of the shocking vibrations of
pleasure in her clit that radiated from the heat of the blow. “Damn you!”
Her body arched as his finger slid inside her vagina once again. It was a slow
stroke, the hard digit separating her muscles, making the flesh tremble in building
ecstasy. She fought the need to whimper, to beg at the slow penetration.
“How long, Tess, since you’ve had a lover?” he asked her again.
Tess realized she was panting now, primed, ready to climax. God, if he would just
let her get off.
“I hate you,” she growled.
His finger stopped. Halfway inside her, her muscles clenching desperately in need,
and he stopped.
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“You aren’t being nice, Tess,” he whispered. “I could leave you tied here, hot and
hurting for relief, or I could give you what you need, eventually. Now, answer my
question. How long?”
The threat was clear. His finger was still inside her as he watched her, his
expression hard now, though his eyes retained that lazy, gentle humor. The contrast
was almost frightening.
“Four years. Satisfied—Oh God!” Her back arched, her head digging into the
pillows as his finger slid home with a smooth, forceful plunge.
Tess was shuddering, her climax so close she could feel it pulsing in desperation.
“Damn you’re tight, Tess.” His fingertip curved, stroking the sensitive depths as
she writhed against her bonds. “As tight as a virgin. I bet your ass is even tighter.”
Tess stilled, quivering, seeing the lust, the excitement filling Cole’s face. His cock
was huge, thick and long, and she knew it would stretch her pussy until she was
screaming for relief. But her ass? No way. From the look on Cole’s face though, he had
figured out the way of it, exactly.
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CHAPTER SIX
“Cole, let’s be reasonable,” Tess panted, her cunt clenching over the finger lodged
inside it, quivering from the deep, gentle strokes his fingertip was administering. “Your
cock will not fit there. Stop trying to scare me.”
But she had a feeling it wasn’t an idle threat.
He smiled. She knew better than to trust that smile. It was a slow curve of his lips, a
crinkle at the corners of his eyes. Watching her carefully, he slid his finger from the
soaked depths of her hot channel and then moved to lie down beside her.
Tess watched him carefully, like a wild beast as he propped his head on his arm
and watched her through narrowed eyes. Then his gaze shifted, angling to her thighs,
her eyes following as his hand moved.
“No—” she cried out helplessly as his hand raised.
She jerked. His head moved, his lips latching on a hard, pointed nipple a second
before he delivered another stinging blow to the wet lips of her cunt.
She cried out, pleasure and pain dragging a helpless sound of confused desire from
her lips as her body bowed and she jerked against him. His tongue rasped her nipple as
he suckled her, and the next blow to her cunt was delivered to the flesh that shielded
her swollen clit. Her cry was louder, her body jerking, arching, fighting both pain and
pleasure as she struggled to separate the two. She was on fire, her head reeling from the
confusing morass of sensations. She wanted to beg for more, beg for mercy.
Another blow struck her, his palm angled to deliver the blow from her clit to her
vagina as he pinched her nipple between his teeth. The stinging pain, hot and fierce had
her clit throbbing as she screamed from a near climax.
“ Please,” she begged, her head thrashing against the pillow as she felt his arm rise
again. “Please, Cole—“
A strangled scream left her throat as the hardest blow landed, striking with force
and fire, sending her clit blazing, her orgasm peaking against her will. It shuddered
through her body as his palm ground into her clit with just enough pressure to trigger
her release.
Then his lips covered