Free Love Unbound by Angela Castle Page A

to
playing?”
    “I’m hot and horny for
my Master. I need you to love me.”
    Brendon caught hold of her ponytail, dragging her head back
for a kiss.
His mouth was hot and sweet, tasting like heaven. Full fledged desire boiled
through her, the instant she felt the welcome thrust of his tongue between her
lips, tasting him on her tongue. She had hungered for the feel and taste of him
forever, never getting enough, always needing more.
    She
kissed him back with fervor , loving the feel of his
body, stroking his silky hair and his shoulders. He met her feverish need with
an eagerness matching or surpassing hers, waltzing her backwards into the
kitchen, until he had pushed her against the wall and pressed his body into hers.
    He
broke the kiss, pulling away from her to glance down at the wriggling mound
beneath her shirt. Doubt flickered through his expression, when he gazed up at
her again.
    “Are
you sure? I know how close you are, now.”
    “Please,
Master, don’t stop,” she said pleadingly.
    Scooping
her up, he carried her into the bedroom and settled her on the bed, watching
her as she wiggled out of her dress. He leaned toward her and traced a path of
light kisses over the mound. “My baby is so beautiful,” he murmured, when he
lifted his head to look at her face.
    Jay
smiled a little uncertainly. “You haven’t seen him, yet.”
    Amusement
danced in his eyes, as he shifted up the bed and pressed the tip of his nose to
hers. “I meant you,” he murmured huskily, covering her mouth again. In a matter
of moments, Jay felt the rush of need she’d felt before, felt desperation move
through her. She didn’t want to wait. She didn’t want to be teased. She wanted
him, now.
    She
yearned for his touch, his possession of her body. Slipping her hands downward,
she struggled to undo his belt, flick open the top button and tug his zipper
down. He was hot and hard and ready for her, and the realization sent her
senses reeling. She closed her hand around his cock, massaging the turgid
flesh. He broke the kiss, pulling away long enough to discard his trousers and
shirt.
    “Ride
me, my blue jay.”
    He
pulled her up, rolling onto his back and guiding her onto her knees. Any other
time, she might have felt self-conscious at being so plainly displayed, but
Brendon made her feel desired, sexy even, with her advanced pregnancy. She
loved to please him, but she was so horny, her mind was solely focused on
sheathing him within her body. Closing her eyes, she bore down, feeling heat
and tension coil more and more tightly inside of her, feeling the stroke of his
cock along her passage. When she had taken him inside of her completely, she
lifted and bore down again. Keenly pleasurable sensation coiled inside her, but
so, too, did a painful ache. Ignoring the discomfort with an effort, she
focused on the pleasure, struggling to achieve a pace which would carry her to
completion.
    Taking
control, he grasped her hips, helping her, until she began to pant for breath.
Tipping her onto her back again, he pushed himself up on his arms, increasing
the tempo, watching her face carefully. For many moments, she felt herself
hanging suspended, struggling against the growing discomfort to reach climax.
Abruptly, her body began to quake. She cried out, feeling the first tremors
arching to meet him, whimpering and groaning.
    Brendon,
gasping hoarsely, shaking with his own needs, stopped. “Please, Master, don’t
stop,” she pleaded, gasping breathlessly.
    He
lifted his head to look at her, his face contorted with his painful need.
Abruptly, he shuddered, pressed deeply inside of her and held himself there for
a long moment. Uttering a breathless groan, he thrust into her, until his body
ceased to shudder and he finally exhaled a long, drawn out sigh of relief.
Easing from her, he dropped weakly to the bed, beside her and dragged her up
against him. Content, Jay rolled onto her side and threw an arm across his
chest, caressing him. “ Mmmm ,