Page 108 of Strange Seduction
I answered without hesitation.“Bad.”
She smirked, clearly pleased, then gave my chest a firm little shove that sent me back into the nearest chair.
“Good. Stay right there.”
She reached for the whip looped at her hip and stepped behind me. I felt her tug my arms back, firm but gentle, looping the leather around my wrists. Her braid brushed my neck as she leaned in to secure the knot.
“Let me know if it’s too tight.”
“Tighter.” I requested.
She chuckled, then walked around and sank to her knees between my legs.
Her eyes met mine as fingers ghosted along my thighs. Every brush of her hand and every flick of her nails made me twitch.
When she finally had me in her mouth, I nearly lost it.
Warm.
Wet.
Unrelenting.
And she never broke eye contact.
It was punishment and worship at once—her mouth dragging slow, obscene strokes that made my hips buck. One hand gripped my thigh while the other massaged my balls, and it was driving me crazy. But I couldn’t touch. Couldn’t even speak.
With that damn whip holding my hands behind the chair, I clenched my fists and groaned against the air.
Then she pulled back, lips glistening.
“Wanna see mybestcowgirl impression?” she whispered.
I could barely nod before she stood. Slowly, she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties and dragged them down, letting them fall around her boots.
Then, she picked them up and shoved the lace into my mouth, pressing two fingers to my lips like she was sealing a secret.
“Bite down. You make one sound, this ends.”
I obeyed.
She climbed into my lap, straddling me like she was made to be there, and lowered herself onto me with a moan that sent fire through my veins. My head fell back against the chair. I groaned into the fabric, wrists straining against leather.
She rode me dead slow at first.Real slow.
When she rolled her hips, I felt her clench around me, dragging a sound from my throat I couldn’t stop.
She leaned in, lips brushing my ear.
“You like when I ride you like this, don’t cha?”
My entire body jerked as an answer, and she picked up the pace, grinding down harder. I tried to hold on. Fuck, I tried.
But Carmen…she knew what she was doing.
Boots still on, sweat glistening between her breasts, she bounced faster and ruthlessly. And when she moaned my name, that was it.
I shuddered beneath her, thighs tensing, hips jerking up to meet every thrust as I shot into her. She came right after, biting down on my shoulder with a muffled gasp as her nails dug into my chest. We stayed like that for a minute, panting, and our bodies trembling.
