Bound Read Online Lauren Landish, W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: , ,
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
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The room seems empty, and to a casual observer it might be. But after a moment, I hear the faint whir of a motor, something most people would think might belong to a desktop computer.

I know what the motor’s for, though. “How is my little whore doing?”

Kiersten’s response is moaned. “Sir.” And I fucking love it.

I come around the desk, smiling at the image before me. Kiersten, her body trembling and flushed and my collar around her neck. She’s folded in half, a slightly flexible padded PVC ‘stick’ keeping her ankles tucked behind her neck.

It turns her hips up and allows me to watch the vibrator I left inside her pump slowly, working its way in and out of her very needy pussy.

“It looks like you might be in need,” I tease her, reaching forward and helping her remove her restraint. She collapses, her breasts heaving as I lay the stick aside, my cock rock hard and ready for her. “How can I make my submissive happy?”

“Mmm,” Kiersten replies breathlessly, a grin on her lips. “Over the desk, please, Sir,” she says. “My legs are a little tingly still.”

I chuckle, lifting her up and aligning her just the way she asks before stripping off my tuxedo jacket and undoing my pants. My cock springs out at full attention, and with a single stroke I slide into her, remembering just how she likes it. Smooth as silk.

“Oh, God, Gabriel . . . fuck me please, Sir,” she moans, and I pull back, stroking in again and again.

I quicken my pace, gripping her hips hard to keep her from bruising against the desk, my hips slapping against her ass. She gasps, and it fuels me to fuck her hard and rough.

She comes hard and fast, and as the pleasure rocks through her, she cries out my name. It’s my undoing.

Kiersten shakes, and I pull her up, holding her through her release and whispering into the crook of her neck.

“I love you,” I whisper again and again. “I love you.”

When it passes, Kiersten turns in my arms, kissing me softly. “And I love you.”

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