Free Cured by Pleasure by Lacey Thorn Page A

pulled her into his bedroom, shutting the bathroom door behind her and pinning her against it.
    “Be sure, Deja,” he crooned at her ear before licking the lobe and catching it between his teeth for a sharp tug. “Be very sure before I tie you to my bed.”
    She pushed away from him and walked over to his bed, taking in the messy covers and the silk lined cuffs thrown on top of them. She snagged them with her finger and turned back to him. “Are these what you want to use?”
    He nodded, and she swore she saw his cock jerk against the band of his boxer briefs.
    She clicked one cuff on her wrist and tested the feel. She wouldn’t be able to slip out, but the cuff wouldn’t hurt her in any way. There was a long chain between the two cuffs that she assumed he wrapped around something to tether her to the bed. She untucked the towel and let it drop to the floor before climbing into the center of his bed. There she saw the place in his headboard where the chain would go through. It would give her the ability to move around a bit, rolling over and such while still keeping her from controlling anything he did. And didn’t that just turn her on!
    She slid the chain through and lay back as she pulled the cuff around and laid her wrist in it. “Bind me,” she demanded, and Asher finally seemed to unstick from the floor. He moved to sit beside her on the bed.
    He lifted her wrist to his mouth and placed a soft kiss there before lowering it once more and locking it into the cuff. He stood and stepped back just looking at her.
    “You are so beautiful, Deja,” he whispered with reverence in his voice. His gaze was almost a physical caress as he stroked it over her from head to toe and back up again as he pushed the boxers from his body and stepped forward to join her.
    “So are you,” she assured him as she eyed his masculine body—long legs, broad shoulders, and a cock that had her mouth watering for a taste of him.
    “You want this?” He gripped his dick and held it out toward her, his palm stroking up and down the shaft slowly. Teasing her.
    She licked her lips. “Yes,” she moaned.
    He moved to his knees on the bed, and she sat up a bit as he slid closer to her. His strong fingers gripped the top of the headboard, as he canted his hips in close to her. He reached down with one hand and held his cock for her waiting mouth.
    She took the tip between her lips and sucked him in. They both moaned at how good it felt. She sucked and worked her tongue over him as he managed to hold himself completely still for her. She moved her head back and forth eager to take more of him in her mouth, to suck and taste as much of him as she could consume. She swirled her tongue, probing at the place where the head tapered into the shaft, and tapped it.
    He jerked then, trying to pull back from her, and she gripped him with her teeth. Their eyes met and held.
    “Whatever you do, I’ll do the same to you.” His glance fell to her nipples as if showing her exactly where his vengeance would play out.
    She nipped him harder, biting just enough to ensure he felt the edge of her teeth before sucking over it.
    His cock spurted a bit of pre-cum in her mouth, and she used her tongue to probe the slit in the top for more. He had a sweet taste to him as if he might have a sweet tooth. It was different from the salty flavor of Beck, but no less addictive. She stroked, sucked and already felt the need to use her hands to grip him and hold him in place.
    He pulled back from her with a smile, and she knew he could tell she wanted to touch him. He edged back from her then, shifting over her until his knees were on either side of her hips. His hands took her breasts, cupping and molding them, while his thumbs rubbed over the turgid nipples. He plumped and lifted, rubbed and tapped. Then, holding her gaze captive with his, he pinched both of her nipples and gave them a slight twist.
    She arched up off the bed, almost dislodging him as she did her best to