LOGINBen lowered to his knees. “Relax your shoulders.” He twined the red scarves from her elbows to her wrists, immobilizing her arms.The height of her heeled shoes only allowed him to tie her legs from mid-calf to ankle. He ran his palms up the inside of her thighs. “Your skin looks so pretty wrapped in red silk.”She lifted her chest when he secured the first strap above her hips. “What are you doing?”“Tyin’ you down so you can’t jerk away from me when I touch you.” He secured the next strap above her br**sts. “Stay still. If you move too much the strap will bite. I don’t want these beautiful br**sts bruised.”“Will it pinch me more than it is now?”He traced the edge of the strap from one armpit to the other. “If you arch too high. And the only thing allowed to pinch these sweet babies is me.” He tweaked both ni**les simultaneously.She gasped. “Bennett, I don’t know about this.”He studied her reaction to being bound. Rapid breathing. Slight trembles. But she wasn’t attempting to jer
She nodded, a bit shyly.“I don’t like usin’ a spanking as punishment.”“I’m not usually much of a rule breaker anyway, so see my dilemma?” She peered up at him. “I’d be worried you’d use more than your hand on me.”“There’s no need for you to worry because it’d be my decision.”She pursed her mouth into a scowl.“Ah-ah. None of that.” His lips grazed the plumpness of hers, hovering a breath away, waiting to swoop in and claim the kiss she’d denied him last night.This time when she opened her tempting mouth, Ben denied her a kiss. Moving his lips to the tip of her chin and cruising up the left side of her jaw. He nuzzled her ear, licking, blowing, nibbling. The more he nuzzled, the harder she squirmed. Coarse hair brushed his cheek and he itched to remove the wig, so she wasn’t hiding anything from him.Her fingers inched up his chest and she clutched his shirt.“Hands by your sides,” he reminded, nipping her neck.She gasped, twisting away from his mouth.“Stay still.” His tone turn
Murphy restrained Layla’s arms and snagged a paddle off the cart. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, raising her head. “Twenty swats. You will count them down from twenty. And if I’m not convinced you’ve learned your lesson, I will add twenty more from the cane. Are we clear?”“Yes, Sir.”He moved behind her. He swung, the paddle connected with her skin, high on her left butt cheek.“Twenty. Thank you, Sir.”The next blow hit in the same place.“Nineteen. Thank you, Sir.”The next blow lower. Each blow precisely placed so every inch of Layla’s ass was cherry red.But that wasn’t all that was red. Ben murmured, “Look at her pu**y. See how wet and swollen it is? These last ten aren’t punishment for her. They’re her reward for takin’ the punishment. Understand?”She nodded against his neck.Murphy bellowed, “I can’t hear you, sub. Louder.”“Three. Thank you, S-sir.”Layla’s voice had taken on a dreamlike quality. The last two blows landed so close to her cunt she moaned. When Murphy finis
Lightning fast, Ben trapped her face between his hands. “You’ll see plenty of smiles from me tonight.” He pressed his mouth to hers, letting the kiss linger, but not taking it deeper.A delicate shiver rippled through her. When she attempted to retreat, he let her.“It’s time.” He removed the white bracelet and slid it across the table.She removed the gold bracelet and exchanged it for the white one.“Now. Let’s talk about hard limits,” he said.“No other players.”“Understood.”“No public scenes between us.”That put a kink in his kinky plans. “You’re sure?”“I’m positive.”“How do you know you won’t like it until you’ve tried it?” he countered.She shook her head. “That’s a hard limit. No exceptions.”“Fine. What else?”“No anal.”“Have you ever experimented with it?”Two bright pink spots appeared on her cheekbones. “No. And I don’t want to start tonight.”“Okay. What about bondage?”“Yes, because I assume you know what you’re doing with ropes and such?”“I’ve had a few years of p
That comment sounded far too practiced. She placed her hands on his face to stop his marauding mouth. “Hold on there, slick. I don’t know if that’s in the cards.”Bennett truly appeared confused. “Why not?”“Because I’m in charge, remember?”“Right. Sorry, Ma’am.”The man didn’t look the teeniest bit repentant.Ainsley stood and discreetly put on her g-string. “While I’m considering our options, I could use a stiff drink.”“Let’s head back to the main room so we can talk.”She trembled when his warm, insistent lips followed the slope of her shoulder as he helped her put on her robe.His huskily whispered, “I like the way you tremble in my arms,” only caused her to tremble harder.They’d exited the room and reached the end of the hallway, when the owner shouted, “Bennett! There’s a malfunction with the pulley system in room nine. I need your help.”Bennett sighed. “I’ll meet you as soon as I’m done, okay?”Ainsley strolled into the crowded main room, feeling out of place. Her little bi
He hissed.Ainsley stroked the hard, heated flesh. “Tell me what you like.” He sucked in another sharp breath when her thumb swept beneath the cockhead.“I like that. But…”Her hand didn’t stop moving, her eyes never wavered when she asked, “But what?”“But I’d rather f**k you. I’d rather watch you get off again.”Something about his response seemed rehearsed. Something about the too-bright look in his eyes told her that he wasn’t used to being manhandled. Which made sense, if his reason to switch to submissive was to feel pain. His submissive role tonight wouldn’t be the same as other times.She rolled to the tips of her boots and pressed her lips to his. “As delighted as I am by your selfless sentiment, Bennett, it’s not your decision, is it?”A tiny flare of anger replaced the pleasure in his eyes. “No.”“No what?”“No, Ma’am.”“Good answer.” Ainsley angled her head to feel his downy chest hair brush her cheek. She nuzzled his pectoral, breathing in his warm, earthy scent. He groan
There was a loud thunk on the other side of the door. A moment later, Brian yanked it open. He had a sheet bunched around his naked hips. His entire body was drenched in sweat and his shoulder-length black hair stuck to his damp face and neck.“This better be important.”“Is that Sed?” Myrna appeared
Myrna rolled over, her arm landing on Brian’s flat stomach. Sheets of paper crinkled beneath her. She smiled. He’d had a very productive day of song writing and she’d be bow-legged for life. His arm moved to wrap around her back, drawing her closer to his side.“At this rate, I’ll have the entire new
He paused and turned in her direction. His smile, meant only for her, dazzled. She ran to him and wrapped him in an enthusiastic embrace. Her ears were numb from the loud music, but every other sense was heightened. The scent of his sweat made her tremble.“You are amazing,” she sputtered.He popped t
She ran her hands up his back and he shuddered, gasping softly. She’d discovered his most sensitive erogenous zone, but either she didn’t notice his reaction or didn’t care. She clung to his shoulders, vocalizing her pleasure in the back of her throat.After a few minutes, he said, “I think it’s time







