Page 104 of No Promises, No Lies

She fights against it, squirming away, trying to escape the sensations overwhelming her until she surrenders. I edge her until she’s panting, so close. The sounds she’s making…

I pull away again and the chains clink as she pulls against them, trying to follow. A frustrated growl escapes from low in her throat.

I chuckle at the sight of her little pout, inching up closer to her head.

“Please…” she begs, circling her hips.

“You want to come, baby?” I ask again, and she nods eagerly, biting that damn lip.

Sliding down my joggers, the corner of my mouth twitches up when her eyes go wide at the sight of my cock springing loose. I kneel beside her and she licks her lips. “Earn it.” Is all I say, staring down at her, waiting to see what she does.

She stares right back. There’s a flash of challenge in the blue of her eyes before she opens her mouth. I ease my cock into her mouth and let out a groan as her warm throat closes around it. She gets to work, drawing me in, running the tip of her tongue down the bottom of the shaft, and I reward her, bringing the toy back over and reaping the benefits when it makes contact. She moans when I slip it back inside her, mouth opening wide, allowing me to thrust into the back of her throat.

Rory gags around me and I pull back, allowing her a breath before hammering into the back of her throat again. This time, she’s ready for me. The more I move the toy in and out, the wider she opens for me, taking every inch until I can’t hold back my release, coming down her throat.

I pull out, giving her my full attention. Throwing my arm over her hips, I pin her down while I play with her. Making her howl and scream each time I shove the toy deeper. With her movement restricted, she’s unable to escape the building sensations, and she squirms helplessly in my hold, whimpering for mercy she won’t get.

She’s close.

Tentatively, I press lightly on her backdoor. Her body tenses, but she’s too lost in the other sensations to do much about it. I slide my pinky in, stretching her while increasing the pressure on the toy. She loses it. Arching her back off the mattress, her body erupts into violent shakes while screaming out my name.

Slowly, I remove my finger, but continue to pump in and out of her as the orgasm rips through her, more intense aftermy repeated denials. Each pulse of my hand elicits a full body tremble until finally she goes limp.

Removing the toys, I rise. Hands on each of her sides, I push her further up the mattress, creating slack in the chains. Her eyes fly open. “What are you?—”

I flip her, propping her up on shaky knees. She nearly collapses down on herself before I prop her up again, smacking her ass hard enough to sting my palm. Rory lets out a surprised squeak.

“Ass in the air, princess.” I remove the hand that’s holding her up, and this time she stays how I want her. I nod in approval. Her head and chest pinned down by her arms crossed beneath her, held still by the chains. She can’t see me from this position.

When my fingers graze her ass again, she jumps. “That’s it, just like that, baby.” Climbing onto the bed, I gently nudge her knees apart, spreading her wider. Rory lets out a whimper of anticipation, body trembling—but this time it’s not in fear.

Lining myself up, I rub her with my fingers. She shudders, the nerves still incredibly sensitive from the violent orgasm I just ripped out of her. “You gonna come for me again, ice princess?” I slip two of my fingers inside and curl them. She answers me with the most delicious moan I’ve ever heard.

Replacing my fingers with my cock, I slam into her, none too gently, but she leans into it. pressing back into me for more. So responsive, I can feel her spasming around me like a ticking time bomb. Quickening my pace, I take a fistful of her hair in my hand and tug, forcing her head up and arching her back. She squeezes around me and my eyes roll back in pleasure, and I groan, “Damn baby, you’re making it real hard for me to remember why I shouldn’t keep you chained to my bed.” She lets out a little whimper of pleasure that nearly does me in.

On the verge of climax, I reach for the little toy. Finding it, I press it hard against her clit while I continue to pummel into her.She explodes, falling from her knees to the mattress, squeezing down hard on my cock, and I let out a groan, coming with her.

I reach up over her and free her hands before collapsing down on the mattress beside her.

She works to catch her breath, fully sated and limp in my arms, and I tug her toward me.My little fallen angel curls into me, her head resting against my chest, tracing the dark ink along my ribs with her fingers.

I don’t know what turns me on more: the memory of what we just did, or the fact that she trusted me enough to do it.

62

THAT’S GOOD HOCKEY

AIDAN

“You know, the sight of you in those hockey skates makes me want to lay you out at the first opportunity.” I shoot Rory a devilish grin, and she pretends to roll her eyes in annoyance.

It took some convincing—okay,a lotof convincing—to get her back out on the lake, and now that she’s here….

Dressed in leggings and the Breakers hoodie I gave her—the one with my number on the back.She wears Liam’s old hockey gloves and holds Reagan’s stick. She’s the only righty out of the four of us. And God, the sight of her—it’s a distraction. I can barely track the puck she’s practicing with at her feet.

“I never thought I’d see the day when the ice princess traded in her toe-pick for a pair of hockey skates.”

“It’s not like I had much of a choice—you don’t have any figure skates lying around.” She moves forward a little, deftly handling the puck between her stick. I stand up a little straighter. “Don’t get too excited—I’m just desperate for a little ice time.”

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