Page 14 of Resisting Isaac
CHAPTER SIX
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We agree to switch the reins every time we make each other come–or every half hour, whichever comes first. Literally.
My competitive nature has me wanting to get him off as quickly as he did me.
The mouth on that man should be illegal. I thought with his hands bound, I’d be able to hold out longer.
I was wrong.
I untie him and he wastes no time binding me to the bed. Both my wrists are bound over my head and the slack is tied to the top of the headboard.
“Spread wide, spitfire,” he commands, standing beside the bed.
I do as I’m told, and he remains standing, staring.
My body heats at his perusal, the flames following the trail his eyes burn across my chest, down my stomach and straight to my bare pussy.
I was certain I’d be on my knees swallowing his cock. But my cowboy is full of surprises.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” he says gently. “It’s disarming. I have so many positions I want to put you in.”
My nipples ache as the air conditioning kicks on.
“Put me in all of them,” I say, hoping he will.
He chuckles darkly from above me. “I almost feel bad about the filthy things I want to do to you.”
“Do them. Please.”
He moves to the foot of the bed. “Are you begging, baby?”
“I can.” Happily. “If you don’t touch me soon, I might cry.”
He stares hard at me. “Once I start touching you, I’m going to have a hard time stopping.”
“Fuck stopping.”
He trails his fingers lazily around my ankles.
I add, “Helps if you start first.”
I’m about to combust.
He grins and gives my calf a squeeze. “Anything off limits? Anal? Spanking? Choking? Speak now, baby. While you can.”
Self-preservation should kick in. He’s a stranger. I’m restrained.
It doesn’t.
My pussy clenches, then drips with need as my gaze drops to his huge erection.
“Nothing,” I mumble, slightly nervous I’ll freak him out like Diego. I swallow thickly, shoving the memory of telling Diego to hurt me, to punish my tight greedy holes, only for him to freak out and stop and get dressed like he was in a timed competition.
“Loud enough so I can hear you,” this man says, his voice taking on an authoritative tone.
“Nothing is off limits,” I say clearly, lifting my chin. “Ilike for it to hurt before it feels good. I like punishment and pain makes me come.”
