Free RIPPED: A Dark Romance (Killer Lips Book 1) by Molly Molloy Page A

slips between my folds, spread open to the audience beyond.
    It's enthralling being splayed against the glass like I'm onscreen to the outside world.  Anyone sailing past on the canal would have quite a shock looking up at the ancient windows and seeing a live camera.
    Mark finds my hard protruding nub and pinches it. He rubs circles around in my juices making me swell toward climax again. Once he has me where he wants me, poised on the edge, his thighs grip firm and with a groan his perfect orchestration brings us to orgasm at the same time.
    He pumps waves of his pleasure into me, ramming me against the glass screen as my walls tug around his shaft, milking him to stay buried in my deepest chasm.
    “You can't leave now,” he growls so softly it's like he's talking to himself and leaves me pressed against the window on view. Like he's showing me to the entire city.
    It's all I can do not to say that I don't want to leave. Ever. Because maybe he doesn't mean it as anything more than a climactic gush of emotion.
    “You are so beautiful, my angel,” he murmurs into my neck, holding me squashed between the icy glass and the hard rock curve of his body.
    “And you're mine.” How easy would it have been for the old masters to be rid of unwanted mistresses by flipping the glass door open and dropping them off their dicks straight into the canal.
    Mark senses my trepidation and laughs as he bears me easily back to the luxurious bed. “You felt amazing,” he says, pulling me close to his warm power. “You are amazing. Did you mind me tying you up?”
    Did I?
    I'd never been restrained in quite this manner. Certainly not in the grandness of these surroundings. One quick bang while wearing a tacky pair of handcuffs from a Vegas souvenir store was not bondage for me any longer and never would be again.
    I hated it that one time. Not the shackling but the man in charge. Dwayne wasn't dominant, sexy or commanding. He was a paunchy drunk guy trying too hard. My ex needed to feel in control of me and I let him. Thinking it would make him love me. All it did was allowed him to despise me more.
    But with Mark, I'm not a pathetic lame pony. I'm a proud wild stallion surrendering to his power. His silent strength is like being up close with an Emperor, or having a Hollywood star in the room.
    You don't see men with real power tossing slick lines and snappy dialogue to seduce a girl. They draw you in to them without a word. Mark is a shimmering rock of potency. All knowing without the smirking seduction of less confident men.
    When he takes me like that, his domination of me transforms us into equal sensual powerhouses. He has no need of kinky trips to make sex awesome. Every move of his raised me higher. Bringing me to the edge until I couldn't stop from tipping over into an explosive release.
    I'm slightly embarrassed by how much of my body he'd examined and probed with his tongue. He'd invaded every secret cavern while I'd barely got the chance to glance my fingers across his neck before he restrained me.
    “It was enthralling,” I say, loving the fact that I can tell him exactly what I'm feeling without the fear of him going all psycho as Dwayne used to, seeing a slight to his persona in everything I said.
    “But I don't know how much of that was the bondage and how much was, you know -you. You're kinda good at this.”
    Ugh that sounded so goofy. But he pulls me tighter into his arms with a gentle squeeze and I feel his heart beating into my back.
    “It's only because you inspired me to greater heights. Your body is amazing. So responsive. So willing to receive pleasure.”
    I know that isn't true, I mean I've hardly got a body off the cover of Sports Illustrated. But he seems to genuinely enjoy it and that's what matters to me now. He strokes across the curve of my shoulder and down my upper arm while clasping tight around beneath my breasts. My flesh spills over his corded muscle.
    “Your skin is so unbelievably soft. And