Page 84 of Sinful Promise

“Mm,” she moans, grabbing my shoulders. I play with her nipple, rolling it between my thumb and first finger until it’s a hard nub.

She’s putty in my hands as her pelvis grinds against my solid thigh. I can tell she wants me. I put my lips on her nipple, playing with it as I slip my hand between her legs.

“You’re wet for me. Tell me what you want, my little dove.”

“Mm,” she murmurs, her lips moving against my chest as her hand rubs my nipple.

I slip two fingers inside her and finger fuck her, gently stroking her clit.

She moves her hips, and my fingers move in deeper. “Oh,” she gasps when I find her G-spot.

I don’t want her to come this soon, so I pull my fingers out and toss her on the bed. I grab a condom from the drawer and a piece of black fabric that I throw on the bed. I rip the foil with my teeth and roll it over my hard cock.

I pull her by her ankles until her ass is on the edge of the bed.

“Turn over,” I command.

She complies. She trusts me.

“I’m fucking you hard.”

I slam my cock into her wetness and close my eyes, lost in the euphoria that claims me, my body, and my soul. I have to have her. I think about her night and day. I want to fill her with my cum.

I thrust into her again, and the deep breath she takes tells me I’ve hit my mark. I want more, so I take more. I slam into her harder, holding her hips firmly, fucking her harder as she clutches the bedcovers. My balls slap against her, and her wetness seeps and baths them.

I’m so fucking turned on that I want to explode, but I wait. I bend over her, grab a tit with one hand, and massage her clit with the other as I pump into her.

She’s on the brink of coming. I can feel it, and with one final thrust, we explode together. I fill the condom, and after my release, I’m still stiff and give her another thrust. She comes again, her body quivering under me.

I clutch her to me, holding her chest and her pussy as my arms are still wrapped around her. My orgasm is intense and satisfying. My calves are fatigued. I pumped her pussy so hard I was standing on my toes, and now they ache.

Fuck me.

What am I going to do?I know she longs for her freedom. I’ve done my best to give it to her and keep her safe. But will it be enough for her to stay?

I pull out of her and dispose of the condom. I return, and she waits for me in the bed. I crawl in beside her, and she curls into me, her head on my chest.

We gaze through the skylight above us. Clouds pass over the moon. Neither of us says a word. What can I say?

I run my fingers through her silken hair. When my fingers brush her shoulder, I’m hard again.

Fuck.

I lean my head toward her neck and give her a gruff growl before I flip her on her back.

“Whoa,” she gasps in surprise.

“I have to have you again.”

“You…”

I cover her mouth with mine, muffling her words. My fingers brush against the black lace fabric on the bed.

“I’m tying your hands.” I straddle her naked body as she lies splayed beneath me.

She gives me her wrists, and I wrap them, then pull her hands over her head and tie her to a metal loop secured behind the bed and out of sight.

I kiss her body, licking her neck and nipping her nipples. I pause, watching her respond to me. She squirms and draws her knees together protectively. I kneel, raking my hands over her boobs and her taut abdomen. I gently graze her flesh with my fingertips and run them over her curvy hips.

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