All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"Please stop it!" she gasped out, out of air. "It's dirty! Stop it!" She felt herself building and building...and then, suddenly, her whole body burst into an intense orgasm. She screamed at the sensation as he licked and sucked her roughly. He lifted himself from her and looked up at her sweating, heaving body. She looked down at him, and the corner of his mouth lift up into a small smile. She swallowed hard, overwhelmed by her body's reaction to him. She was exhausted."Are we done?" she managed to say through heaving breaths.The other corner of his mouth lifted into a grin. She had never seen him smile before."Aria," he said with a little laugh, and put his head back down. He went on for what seemed like ages, Aria squirming and riling as she orgasmed one after another, seemingly overlapping. She begged for him to stop, but he wouldn't. The heat was taking over her and she didn't know if she could take it.He finally stopped and crawled on top her again. His mouth was glistening

Before she could voice this request, he changed tactics on her clit, and began pulling her in with long hard strokes that ended in several rapid sucks each time he pulled back. Haley felt her senses heightened, and screamed out as he release hit her fast and unexpectedly.All reserve was gone. She rode his face then just as she had rode Blaze earlier that afternoon to get his attention. Her body's needs had overridden her own brain and made her into the wanton animal that howled like a cat in heat and rode Cal's face.As she was coming down from her climax, Cal moved his position. Standing up, he let his jeans fall to the floor and his erection have full attention in the room.He watched Haley staring at his throbbing cock as it jerked and grew to its fullest. "Touch me," he whispered to her in a voice that did not ask but demand. He resumed his assault of her mouth. She could taste her own juices as her hand reached out and closed around him.It was much bigger than she had imagined.

She dragged on a robe, tied it up, and crept out into the hallway. She stopped and listened for a moment. Silence. All the other houseguests were asleep. Jordan was too, presumably, since she could hear nothing from his room, which was next to hers. Slowly, she began slinking down the hallway. Just as she reached the secluded, almost empty wing of the house where she thought the coast was clear and she could begin to walk normally, and quickly out of there, a door opened and she was dragged inside.A blindfold was pulled over her eyes, tied with quick precision. Her wrists were clasped in powerful hands, and she suddenly found herself handcuffed, and pulled back against a powerful, muscular chest. A powerful, muscular bare chest if she was any judge. She was flung down onto the bed, her wrists restrained to the bedpost, and suddenly, quite helpless. It had all happened so quickly she had had no time to react, and even if she had, what could she have done? This part of the house had be

She was gone when he woke. Somehow she'd managed to get out of the bed without waking him, had dressed and left already. He swore softly. Perhaps she'd already even left the estate. He sat up abruptly and pushed the thought aside. No - she couldn't have gone. He could not have waited three years for this, only to have her slip away. She'd already left him once - she never would again.With another small curse James swung his feet over the side of the bed, stood, and stretched. His gaze fell on the pair of handcuffs lying on the ground and he smiled slightly to himself, his cool green eyes mocking and bitter. Perhaps he should have kept her handcuffed to his bed - that way she would never be able to leave him, ever...With a small shake of his head, he headed towards the shower. If Emma had already left, he would track her down. If she hadn't, well, there would be time enough to make her his...truly his.Oh god, oh god, oh god, Emma chanted to herself as she sat on her bed, dishevelled

Emma was silent for a moment. Luc's plan made sense. She knew how wounded he'd been when Mary had broken up their engagement, in order to marry his best friend...yet another twist, Emma thought bitterly. The plot was thickening by the day! She felt like she was trapped inside some sort of absurd parody of a nightmarish soap opera."Its sounds like a perfect idea," Emma said finally, forcing cheerfulness into her tone. "Two birds with one stone, so to speak. When can we leave?""You'll have to keep up the pretence for a few days at least," Jordan intervened. "It will look suspicious if you just up and go - take time to establish the lie first."Emma shrugged, meeting Luc's querying gaze. "Why not?"It was that evening, while the numerous guests mingled in the drawing room before dinner for drinks that the "announcement" was made. Emma took a deep breath, steadying herself, and stepped into the room.Luc saw her at once. "Emma, darling!" he exclaimed, taking long legged strides towards