Free Tied Up (Sizzling Erotica) by Laina Charleston Page A

resisted, kicking at him. Ryan silent ly pushed her out of the shower, through the bath room, and into the bedroom. They d ripped water everywhere, but he didn’t care. Frustration and other n egative emotions bled away; as he brought the contemptuous woman he’d married to heel. She wa s acting like a haughty little n ot now I’ve got a headache prima donna.
    Ryan was about to show her who was boss. She’d teased him on p urpose, and now she’d pay the price. He grabbed a scarf from her dresser drawer and quickly ti ed her hands behind her back. S hov ing her face down on the bed, he grabbed another scarf and tied her left foot to the bedpost before tying her right foot to the other. Collecting a final scarf, Ryan straddled her ass and untied her hands. The whole time sh e fought and twisted, giving him a nice ride a s her jiggling butt squeezed his dick between her pale , round moons.
    Leaning his weight on her, listening to her foul cursing and heavy breathing, he tied her hands over her head, finally tying the scarf to the headboard and ensuring her hands were secure. Ryan stepped back to admire his handiwork. Amy glared at him, an d the things she threatened him with would have made his nuts draw up, if they didn’t excite him so much.
    His angry conquest was so hot; he couldn’t imagine how he’d been so lucky to have snagged her. He slapped her voluptuous ass, watching the fles h turn an angry red. He grab bed a handful, squeezing and rubbing, kneading the flesh of her fine ass until his cock leaked fluid, leaving a clear drop on her hip where it rested. Ryan swiped it up with his finger, generously rubbing it over her luscious lips. When she thought he wasn’t watching , she secretly licked her lips, tasting the salty sweet pre-cum.
    “Gotcha!” Ryan said triumphantly , “I saw that .”
    “Fuck you !” She spit back. He laughed as she fought against the bonds, and then Ryan eased his dick toward her face as she threatened, “I’ll bite it . I swear to you. I’ll bite it off.”
    Ryan straddled her back , grabbing her hair fir mly, twisting her face toward him . Instead of t hrusting toward her tight lips and clench ed teeth, he rubbed his cock on her cheek, acr oss her nose and over her face; her hair tickling his balls. He was careful to avoid her mouth. His other hand gripped a handful of pale ass flesh as he thrust his pelvis forward, keeping control o f her by her hair. Ryan released her ass, and leaning forward he took his pulsating cock and slapped her face with it. Carefully, he popped her on the face, milking his dick until a large clear drop of pre-cum emerged. He smeared it on her face, right at the corner of her mouth, careful to make sure she couldn’t make good on her promise to bite him. He st ood up as she licked his cream from her cheek w ith her talented tongue.
    S he writhed against her bonds, her green eyes glowing. “So much fire,” he spit at her . “Tonight it won’t go to waste .”
    Amy was so differe nt from the tense woman who’d walked into the shower just a few minutes earlier. Her heart pounded, her breathing was heavy, and a thin sheen of sweat had replac ed the water from the shower. Ryan even felt different from the tired , beat person who’d come home after a day where everything went wrong. They both knew what it was, too. Ryan and Amy both needed this release, and the transformation had been natural , as had eve rything in their love life.
    They’d come home beat en down by the world, and had slipped away into their own place away from it all; to a world where the emotions they felt for each othe r, and the secret desires they both had , came true. It co uld have just as easily been him tied up there , with her exercising control. Fortunately, it was her day to be taken. Ryan went to the kitchen, grabbed a beer, and headed back toward the bedroom. Leaning on the doorjamb sipping the cold brew, he watched his wife struggle. His cock hung half-hard as he let