Free Mastered by her Captor by Opal Carew

eyes.”
    His smile broadened and he pulled her into his arms. His lips found hers and she opened for him. His tongue swept inside in a sweet possession.
    She melted against him, loving being with him like this again. She stroked her fingers through his hair, the strands silky against her skin. He pulled her onto his lap and deepened the kiss.
    She turned and straddled his knees, cupping his face. Then she drew her lips away and smiled
    “I love you, Erik.”
    He stroked her hair back from her face. “And I love you, Kalie.”
    Her smile broadened so wide she thought her face might break.
    A desperate need flooded through her. To feel his intimate touch. To be one with him physically.
    She unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide to the floor. His fingertips played along her back, then the hooks of her bra released. She tossed it aside, loving the look of awe on his face as he gazed at her naked breasts. She took one of his hands and pressed it to her.
    “I’ve missed you. And I’ve definitely missed this.” He squeezed her mound gently, then toyed with the nipple. It blossomed to a hard bud.
    “What do you want me to do, Sir?” she asked as she unzipped his pants, then reached inside to find his hard shaft.
    “You’re on the right track.”
    She giggled, then drew out his big cock, already at full height. She stroked it. Then she pushed herself on her knees and pulled aside her panties. His hot, intense gaze was locked with hers as she pushed his hot cockhead against her opening. She was already slick with need.
    Slowly, she lowered herself onto him. The feel of his steel-hard column pushing inside her made her breath catch. Down and down she went. Swallowing him inside her.
    “Fuck, baby.” His hands curled around her waist.
    “I’ve spent every night dreaming of you.” She smiled. “Wanting you. Like this.”
    He was all the way inside her now. She pivoted her hips, rocking him inside her.
    “Oh, fuck, that feels so good.”
    * * *
    Erik couldn’t believe he’d walked away from this woman. Being wrapping in her hot, velvety channel was as close to heaven as he could imagine. She ran her hands down his chest, the fabric of his shirt a thin barrier between them.
    She rocked her hips again and he groaned.
    His cock was so hard… needing her so bad… if she did that again…
    He cupped her breasts, then dipped his head to capture one sweet nipple. Her head dropped back as she moaned. He suckled, drawing the hard bud deep into his mouth, then he swirled his tongue over it. Again and again until she whimpered.
    He released it and kissed along her neck, then nuzzled her collar bone. Goose bumps danced across her flesh.
    Then he took her mouth, pulsing his tongue inside her.
    She began to rock her hips again, her breaths short and erratic.
    “You’re close, baby?” he murmured against her ear.
    “Yes, Sir.”
    The neediness in her voice drove his need even higher. He wrapped his hands around her waist and guided her up and down. His cock driving deep into her body.
    “Oh, yes.” Her words, shaky and close to weeping sent heat coiling through him.
    He wanted to see her come. To know he’d given her that pleasure.
    “I want you, baby.” His cock kept thrusting into her. At his words, she tightened around him. Squeezing.
    “Ah, fuck, yeah, baby.”
    He drove deeper and she moaned. Her eyes, wide and shining, were glazed with desire. He cupped her bottom and shifted until she was under him. Her leg curled around his waist as he thrust deep, pinning her tight against the couch.
    “I want you to come for me, Kalie.”
    She nodded, her eyes alight with shimmering need.
    He glided into her again and again. Deeper and harder. Her soft body welcoming each thrust.
    “Oh, please.” She tightened her fingers around his shoulders. “I’m so close.”
    He glided his hand between them and found her clit, then stroked it.
    Her fingers dug into his flesh. “Oh, God.”
    Then she threw her head back and moaned.