Desiree Holt - Slapping Leather

And when he placed his hands on her hips and began to move, the coil of her release began unwinding in her body, rising rapidly, and threatening to swamp her. The walls of her pussy fluttered in anticipation, and her nipples ached and throbbed. Her body wanted that orgasm she was forced to deny. She had all she could do not to come at once.

Not until he tells me .

But oh god, he seemed to take forever, every slow glide of his shaft in and out exquisite torture. The pillows balanced her, allowing her to thrust back with her hips. The pleasure was incredibly intense, invading every inch. And she hung there, aroused beyond belief, in sub space waiting for him to give her permission.

In, out, harder, harder, the dildo sliding back and forth with every movement of his cock, until she was sure she couldn’t last another minute. Faster now, harder still. His hands tightened on her hips and his pace increased.

Oh, please, Alex, I need to come so badly .

“Now, Elizabeth,” he shouted. “Come now. Right now.”

They exploded together, her pussy clutching convulsively at the dildo, his cock pulsing inside her ass. Nothing existed for her except the consuming sensations and this man. This man.

On and on it went, hard spasms gripping them as they rocked together. And then finally, it was done.

He flicked the knot on the rope binding her wrists, freeing them, and collapsed forward, catching his weight on his arms. His heart beat furiously against her back, his breath rasped at her ear. Her own heart was pounding wildly, and she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to draw a normal breath again.

Long moments passed before their bodies went slack and satisfaction wrapped around them. Alex had made no move to withdraw from her body.

“I like being connected to you,” he said, as if reading her thoughts. “I want to be connected to you for a long time, Liz. A very long time.”

She sighed. “Me, too.”

He kissed her cheek. “I think I’ve been looking for you all my life.”

She smiled. “Then I’m very glad you found me.”

“But just remember.” He chuckled. “If you misbehave, the leather paddle comes out of the closet for a discipline session.”

She laughed and yet shivered at the thought of leather slapping her flesh. Stinging her ass. Heating her body. “Then I guess I’ll be misbehaving a lot. For a very long time.”

Desiree Holt is flavored with the rich experiences of her life, including a long stretch in the music business representing every kind of artist from country singer to heavy metal rock bands. For several years she also ran her own public relations agency handling any client that interested her, many of whom might recognize themselves in the ages of her stories.

She is twice a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award, a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as a CAPA Award, winner of two Holt Medallion Awards of Merit, and is published by five different houses. Romance Junkies said of her work: “Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.”

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