Free My Obsession by Cassie Ryan Page A

stretched over her head, another spreader bar affixed to the headboard. Her wrists were tied to the bar, her fingers wrapped around it tightly. Her nipples were hard points, easily seen even from up here, and the stripes of red across her torso and breasts showed remnants of the play they’d enjoyed on the main dungeon floor.
    Sandra knew she still hadn’t answered Master Brent, but she wanted to see what happened next. Since he didn’t push for an answer, she squeezed his hand where their fingers were still twined and leaned forward a little for the best possible view. Although if she watched too much she was going to end up pulling up her skirt and rubbing her clit right here. Her body had been in a constant state of arousal since stepping inside this place, and it only kept ratcheting higher.
    When the Dom crawled onto the foot of the bed to lie on his stomach between the woman’s thighs, he buried his face against her folds, and Sandra nearly moaned. Master Brent’s quick intake of breath caught her attention more than the erotic image in front of her. Apparently he truly did like to watch as much as she did.
    She glanced toward him to see a hungry, almost ravenous, expression on his face. A quick look showed her the hard outline of his cock behind the fly of his slacks.
    She had a strong urge to lean forward and stroke him and watch his reaction. Would he let her unzip his slacks and pull out his cock? Would he let her rub her thumb over the tip to spread the moisture she was sure she’d find there? Would he let her take him in her mouth? The vortex of need inside her pelvis tightened impossibly at the thought of what Master Brent might taste like.
    To her relief, Master Brent’s hand closed over hers, drawing her attention back to the scene below before she did something totally embarrassing. He squeezed her fingers lightly, sending her a wolfish-looking smile before she turned back to the scene unfolding below them.
    The Dom’s face was still buried between his sub’s thighs, his actions making the woman squirm and arch off the bed. He tipped her to her side and swatted her ass hard before settling her on her back again and resuming his actions.
    Sandra squirmed against the sectional as her entire body screamed for action instead of watching from the sidelines. She needed to do something besides watch right now, and Master Brent was obviously keeping some type of distance, so she didn’t want to push.
    “I think I’m ready for those administrative details now.” Her voice came out sounding thin and thready, and Master Brent’s deep breathing was the only sound between them for a long moment.
    “Absolutely.” His deep blue gaze captured hers and held her while sending fissions of arousal shooting through her. “You can come back to this level and watch at any time. Let’s get you set up.”
    He rose smoothly and helped her to her feet before guiding her to the door and around the curving hallway toward the elevators.

Chapter 6
    As they walked into the elevator, Sandra was overwhelmed by Master Brent’s strong presence so near her needy body. His heat and unique scent surrounded her, and all her instincts screamed for his hands to be on her, caressing her and making her come.
    As soon as the elevator doors whooshed closed behind them, sealing them inside, he leaned in and brushed a simple, lingering kiss over her lips.
    Her lips tingled from that one small contact. He stepped back and his heat left her, the loss raging through her, as she belatedly wished she would have had time to react. She turned toward him, tipping her face up and offering her lips in case he thought she might not have liked the fact that he’d kissed her.
    “I apologize, Sandra, for taking liberties before having permission. But you seemed to need it.” He took a deep breath as if he were about to say more, and intentionally cut himself short. “No one here will do anything without your prior consent and approval. Soft limits,