Free Billionaire's Pet 2 (BDSM, Domination and Submission Erotic Romance) by Christa Wick Page A

inside her lungs, she lifted her head, released it and slowly sucked more in. It was an old trick, one that her runner's body should have responded to with a release of endorphins to reduce her stress and lull her back to sleep.
    No effect -- she still wanted Griffin in the room with her, his hands on her hips as he positioned himself behind her raised ass. She could picture him from their last session, seeing him as she had when she looked back over her shoulder. His cock had thickly slid in and out of her, stretching and filling her until she felt sated and complete. Echoes of that fullness teased her pussy, her muscles knotting in need.
    With a growl, she flipped onto her back, her arm flinging out and smacking the box from Alstrom's. She yanked her hand back and folded her arm across her breasts. The retreat came too late. Thoughts of the box and the mysterious gift it contained replaced the images of Griffin possessing her body.
    Silent and unseen in the dark, the box mocked Katelyn until she eased onto her side and faced it. Even with the light off, she could picture it perfectly. The gold fabric wrapping, the auction house's mark stamped in gold ink. Griffin had ordered her to wait until he left before she opened it, warning her that the contents would decide things for her one way or the other. Either she would truly commit to staying the length of the contract she'd signed or she would break it and flee.
    Griffin was a stranger to her. As brilliant and adept at judging people as he might be, he couldn't know whether something would have that kind of power over her when she could think of nothing that would. But then she wouldn't have believed any man could take her as he had, teasing and manipulating her body until she begged him to let her come.
    Her cheeks heated in shame. No overstatement, she really had begged him, her muscles squeezing and rolling the length of his magnificent cock as, near tears, she promised she would be a good little pet for him if he would let her come.
    "Fuck it!" Swearing at the empty room, Katelyn sat up. She reached for the switch on the lamp, her hand dipping at the last second to lift the lid from the box and explore the gift in the dark. Carefully, she placed the top on the floor between the bed and the nightstand. Returning to the box, she traced its edges before her fingers brushed lightly across a surface of velvety packing tissue. She removed the layer of paper and brushed her hands over the contents.
    Something leathery or latex, she couldn't tell. Whether latex or new leather, it had no business being in an Alstrom's box. They auctioned only high end antiques. Frowning, she removed the present and let it rest across her lap. The gift consisted of nothing more than thin straps and metal rings.
    Unaided by any light, she tried to figure out its shape and purpose. She counted nine metal rings, their diameter that of a quarter. Her brows lifted in sudden realization as to what it might be. With a little snort, she turned the light on and confirmed her suspicions.
    Kinky -- but in no way persuasive.
    Griffin had bought her a barely there one-piece leather harness. Still naked, she stood and held it against her body in front of the mirror. It took a few seconds and experimental positions, but she figured out how the outfit was intended to fit.
    Putting it on, she looked at her body in the mirror. A triangle of dark brown leather framed each breast. The thickest strap ran between her legs but the slit in its center ensured her pussy remained easily accessed.
    Her dripping wet pussy judging by the glistening thighs and the small beads of moisture dotting the ends of her exposed hair.
    Still staring at her reflection, she reassessed the gift. While not capable of causing her to break the contract, she wondered if the present could ensure she stayed. The way her body responded to wearing the outfit -- the hard and swollen nipples and tensing pussy -- it flipped switches she hadn't known