Free Torn by Laura Bailey Page B

above her, unable to move them.
    “There is no point in trying to struggle, you can’t free yourself. You are deliciously bound Madeline, mine for me to take pleasure from.”
    His eyes held a storm of desire as he stripped his jacket and shirt off, Madeline watching him reveal his majestic body in all its masculine perfection as he removed his pants and held his cock in his hand, completely erect.
    “Look at what you have done to me; every time.  Just the sight of you gets me rock hard; all I want to do is pound you, it’s all I fucking think of, you have completely captivated me, and for that, I am going to have to punish you for your control over my body.”
    He hadn’t finished binding her yet. He took the cords from the bottom of the bed and bound her ankles, spreading her legs wide apart, exposing her pussy completely to him, open for him to do as he wished to her.
    As she pulled against the binds, unused to this kind of restraint, he hushed her with his finger to his lips.
    “Struggling is futile. You will only hurt yourself. Give in to the inevitable.” Running his hands up her legs he stared at her intensely, sending butterflies into her stomach with nervous excitement from the dark promises his eyes held. He lowered his head and she watched him as without warning he buried his face between her legs, his tongue claiming her sex with long hot delicious strokes as he lapped at her, tasting her, inhaling her scent, luxuriating in her wetness, and his lips found her clitoris, pulling it into his mouth in the most divine sensation, sucking on it as it throbbed, sending urgent waves of pleasure through her body as he sucked it without restraint, arousing her explicitly as she bucked her hips against his mouth, driving him on, desperate for the release of orgasm, straining on her binds, wanting to pull his face hard against her pussy, the torment of his mouth on her driving her over the edge as she came hard, frantically, every muscle inside her clenching for him.
    Her shattering orgasm against his mouth excited him more than anything he had ever experienced, his balls feeling like they were going to explode from her wanton sexuality, her uninhibited abandon like nothing he had felt with anyone before and he fell in love with her in that instant.
    He had wanted nothing more than to tease her slowly, but her wildness broke his will and he couldn’t stop from rising and untying her legs, lifting them high above his shoulders and plunging straight into her, desperately needing to bury himself as deep as he could inside her beautiful sex, and he pounded his cock into her, studying the expression in her eyes as he drove her to orgasm with hard fast strokes, her head thrashing, her eyes never leaving his as he let himself go without restraint, unifying them in a primal mating as he exploded into her.
    He lay on top of her, gently sucking and caressing her breasts before taking her again a little later, much more gently in a slow exquisite seduction.
     
    Chapter Seventeen
    The next day, she expected Daniel to come into her room to tell her that he would see her that evening. She hadn’t seen him all day. She stayed working until seven thirty and when Daniel still hadn’t come in, she decided to go next door and see him, hoping he would suggest they leave together, but his office was empty, and she realised he had left without talking to her. With disappointment she made her way home and sat listlessly for much of the evening, in restless contemplation.
    The next morning she was eager to be at work, excited at the thought of seeing him, happy she realised for the first time in so long. On the way through the office she stopped at the reception desk to check if any post was for Daniel, looking for an excuse to go and see him. Sahira was standing behind the desk.
“He looks so handsome,” she said to Madeline.
    “Who?” She wasn’t really interested, just being polite.
    “Daniel. Look”
    On the screen was a picture