Free Yield to Me by Tory Richards Page B

meshed with his, an explosion
of intense heat spread through her body. Her brief resistance was cut short, he
was much too big and strong and being handcuffed together worked out to his benefit.
    He rolled and she found herself in
much the same predicament as the day before. As Brent deepened the kiss, his
hand moved to the top of her shirt, sliding inside. Then his hand was on her
breast, caressing and shaping her flesh. Moving his palm over
her hard nipple until she was squirming. Sophie moaned beneath his
mouth, trying to fight the potency of his sensual attack.
    Her whole body became alive with
pleasant sensations. Tiny explosions of pleasure zinged through her blood. Wetness
between her thighs indicated she was highly turned on and enjoying everything
Brent was doing to her. In fact, she shamelessly wanted more. She arched
against him, straining against his cock.
    Brent’s mouth left hers and moved down
to her aching breast,
    “Oh!” The weak sound passed through
Sophie’s lips when his warm mouth closed over her nipple. This isn’t right! But she couldn’t work up the strength to protest
aloud.
    A gasp of surprise escaped her when
he pulled her shirt open, ripping buttons off in the process. Then his mouth
was kissing and moving over to her other breast. And his hand, the one that
wasn’t handcuffed to hers, caressed down to her knee. The trip back up took him
up the inside of her thigh to her creaming pussy.
    “Fuck, you’re already wet for me!”
Brent rasped when his hand covered her hair-covered mound.
    Sophie couldn’t deny it. Nor could
she deny the pleasure his finger was giving her. It burrowed between the plump
lips of her pussy and found her clit. The first time his finger flicked over it
her hips left the bed and she cried out. Brent’s mouth came crashing back down
upon hers as his finger entered her twisting body.
    What am I doing? Giving myself to a stranger! But she was too weak to fight him. Everything he did sent a sharp
new thrill through her, awakening her senses. Her hunger grew, overriding
everything else. She couldn’t think, she could only feel. The room was suddenly
filled with the sound of heavy breathing and sighs of desire.
    Before she realized what Brent was
doing, he’d kissed his way down her body to her pelvis. She glanced down at
him, at the same moment he looked up at her. When realization of what he
intended became clear Sophie tried to draw him back up her body where they were
joined at the wrists, only he was too strong for her. She shook her head,
suddenly terrified of how far they had come.
    “No, please!” she begged, painfully
aware of how weak it sounded.
    “If you want me to believe you then
say it with a little more conviction.”
    When his kiss took him to the
opening of her pussy, Sophie knew she was lost. It had been too long since
she’d felt the arousing touch of a lover. Since she’d felt his intimate kiss.
And against her will she found herself attracted to Brent.
    The warmth of his breath, the
lapping of his tongue before it dove into her deeply, erased all other thoughts
or wants but what she was feeling at that moment. Oh god! She was already so close!
    “This isn’t right,” she gasped. But
nothing had ever felt so good. He was rapidly tonguing her into an orgasm. She
arched beneath his mouth, her hands clenching into the sheets on either side of
her. It was that or bury her fingers in his hair to
hold him closer. When her panting picked up speed, his tongue picked up speed.
    “Noooooooooooo!” she cried out,
unable to do anything but go with the fireball exploding through her twisting
body. It was the worse betrayal. “Oh god!” She took a
final deep breath and then expelled it, collapsing, drained. Her body convulsed
without control when Brent slowly withdrew his tongue.
    He moved up her body and Sophie
closed her eyes. She couldn’t look at him just yet, totally humiliated that
she’d given in to him so easily. She could have fought him,