Free Torn by Laura Bailey Page A

further and pushing down on his fingers encouraging him, seeking the pressure of his touch on her.
    His other hand went to his pants and he unzipped them, bringing out his cock, erect, and he pulled her closer to penetrate her. As his cock slid into her his hands went around her back to support her and pull her closer to him.
    His strokes were fast and urgent as he thrust into her, and all she could feel were his strong arms holding her and his cock pounding into her as he took her to orgasm quickly without restraint.
    Disengaging from her he pulled her up off his desk and gently pushed her skirt back down to cover her up.
    “Smooth it down, we don’t want people to know what we have just done.” He smiled at her with a tender expression and she wanted nothing more than for him to hold her for a while, but she didn’t ask him to and she knew he wanted her to go back to her room to prevent gossip.
    That night Daniel took her to a rooftop restaurant at an exclusive private members club he belonged to. She hadn’t even known it existed, just a few blocks from the office and though she felt underdressed having gone straight from work, she felt the stockings against her legs every time she crossed them, as though an erotic agreement secretly bound her and Daniel together, the knowledge between them that she was his sexually.
    In the cool night air after the heat of the day they sipped wine as he held her gaze with a promise of indulgence and forbidden acts yet to be fulfilled. His enigmatic presence thrilling her to her core. She had never felt so adored, so wanted, and by a man whose mere presence aroused the darkest cravings of her soul. After dinner he led her by the hand to the floor below and along a corridor. Opening up a door he took her into the most lavish bedroom she had ever seen with a skyline of the city through the window. He led her out to the balcony and standing behind her he held her around the waist as they took in the view. His lips nestled against her neck kissing her slowly as his hand came around to her neck, encasing it sensuously as his kisses moved to her ear, kissing her there as she felt his warm breath against her, sending shivers through her, awakening her senses, fuelling her desire for him to claim her, scorch her. Already he was hard as she felt him against her buttocks, pressing into her as he held her tightly.
    “You have no idea how much I need you tonight.” His words echoed her feelings, as his hand stroked her neck, drifting down to cup a breast, feeling its weight in his palm, its natural softness as he caressed it in slow stokes and the fire between her legs ignited from his slow seduction of her, agonisingly tormenting her as he ground his cock against her buttocks, his hips rolling as he urged his cock between her cheeks.
“I need to take you into the bedroom. There is so much I want to do to you,” and he relinquished his hold on her and pulled her by the hand towards the king sized four poster bed.
“Tonight is going to be a very long night Madeline,” he said, provocatively threatening.
     
    Chapter Sixteen
    Without gentleness he took hold of her blouse and without the patience to undo the buttons he pulled it open, tearing the buttons as he did so, exposing her breasts. Pushing up her skirt quickly he pulled down her panties and told her to step out of them.
“Lay on the bed.”
She did as he told her and he took in the erotic sight of her voluptuous body, her breasts exposed, her legs partially covering her sex. He came toward the bed with the most predatory look on his face and going to the heavy curtains that hung around the bed he grabbed one of the cords that tied them together and unleashed it, then the other, and holding them he took her by the wrist and placed her arm above her head, pulling it toward him as he secured the cord around it and tied her arm to the post. He did the same with her other hand on the other side of the bed and she was bound, her arms