Page 61 of Reckless Games

“Yes,” I whimper.

“Good.” He grabs my hips and lifts me, spinning me around and sitting me down on the surface now with my legs spread around his hips.

He peels the blindfold off, and I can see the room more clearly now that my eyes have been cloaked in darkness. My focus finds my husband, standing in front of me still fully dressed in a suit, while my arms are bound behind my back, and I’m naked at his mercy.

“Spread those knees for me, Lake. Show your husband what a dirty girl you are.”

I widen as far as I can, and Adam’s gaze drops to my pussy spread before him. The plug still vibrating in my ass. The sensation making me a dripping mess.

“Fucking beautiful.” He drags his hand down between my breasts, to my thighs, before reaching for his pants and undoing them.

He pulls them down in front just enough to grip his hard cock in his hand and stroke it. And as much as I love his body, I love seeing him like this more. With total power, ready to fuck me like I’m his plaything.

Adam rubs his cock over me, and I shake as he puts on the pressure. My fingers grip the surface behind me to steady myself with my limited movement.

He leans in, rubbing himself over me again and catching my moan with his lips.

“Merry Christmas, baby girl.” He grins against my mouth as he drives himself home.

And he fucks me so hard, he hands me the only gift I’ve ever needed from him. He sets me free—from my thoughts, from myself.

I’m his.

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