Free Bind and Keep Me, Book 2 by Cari Silverwood

you happy again.”
    Yes! Do that! Do the right thing.
I ran a finger around the leather edge of the cuff on my wrist, and hoped.
    Jodie choked out a laugh. “No. Hell no. Okay. Okay.” Hand on his wrist, she smiled down at him. “I’m sorry for being all stupid. I know it’s the best we can do.”
    “Not stupid. But yes. I believe this is the best option. That woman is not blameless.”
    Fuck you, Klaus.
    “Yes. I know.”
    “The police,” He seemed to just stare for a moment. “I can’t say for sure, but I think we have a good chance at not being found out. And so, we will stick to our plan. But right now, I want to make love to you. I need to. I think you need this too.”
    Then he drew her down and kissed her.
    “I love you,” Jodie whispered.
    “Jodie, remember this, I will never love her. No matter what. You are mine.”
    “I wish you could actually say you love
me
, though.” Even I could hear the desperation in her words.
    “You know that you and only you are truly mine.”
    How fucking romantic. So they were in love. And, damn, how I envied them. I’d never had that amount of love from anyone—man or woman. I was pretty sure he loved her even if the idiot had trouble with the word. Even bad people could be in love. But were they the only bad ones here? What was I?
    Fascinated, I watched them make love on their rumpled bed a few yards away.
    Soon her soft moans arose along with, I assumed, Klaus’s cock that must be inside her.
    My eyes still open merely to slits, I watched avidly.
    My mind’s appreciation of their lust didn’t seem to care about what they’d done to me. He gripped her wrists at her back in one hand while he drove up inside her. When she tried to match his strokes by undulating her pelvis he slapped her breasts hard enough to make me wince.
    I swallowed at her blatant moans as they climbed in loudness. Seemed as if she liked that.
    His thrusts grew even more powerful, smacking wetly into her while his free hand worked at her between her legs. She threw her head back and arched then screamed as her climax ravaged her.
    I shouldn’t be watching. I shouldn’t be getting aroused, not when they planned to do god knows what to me.
    Despite my misgivings, I was…I was stunned at the raw beauty of this, and beneath the blanket I reached between my own legs and began to massage my attentive little clit. Already it was hard and sensitive and it throbbed awake, rising even more as I stroked it.
    After running his hand over her breasts and pinching both nipples until she gasped, Klaus laughed then flipped her over onto her stomach. With one hand clawed in her hair and the other holding her ass cheek he started fucking her in earnest. I moved finger and thumb up and down on my clit, faster and faster. The tension of an orgasm built to imminent explosion level so quickly I prayed they wouldn’t notice my own gasps. His violent thrusts buried her face under the pillows, buried her choking gasps and squeals.
    The moment he came every muscle in his body seemed intent on driving his cock even deeper into her. They were a montage of fucking sculpted in lust and groans and straining muscle.
    I shouldn’t be doing this. This was so twisted. I ceased moving my fingers and just held them there, thumb and forefinger a fraction of an inch, a fraction of movement, away from my now supersensitive throbbing clit.
    Stop
. I hissed in through my teeth.
    Too late. His orgasm triggered mine. Waves of pleasure shook me. My legs clamped in on my hand. I shut my eyes and bit down on the blanket, striving, at the same time as I enjoyed the last ripples of my orgasm, to contain the roughness of my gulping breathing.
    The shudders as he came down from his climax were mine also. Then, as I quietly removed my masturbating hand from its warm burrow between my thighs, he looked across at me, and at the movement of my blanket, and he winked. I blushed, and still couldn’t stop the harsh rise and fall of my chest.