Bound (Hidden Pleasures, #4) Read Free

stung, and she hissed in pain. Now that the sex endorphins were gone, it hurt like crazy. “Every time I think my life is moving forward, she calls out of the blue with some new bombshell. Sends me right off the rails, you know?”
    “Yeah.” Her own mother hadn’t called her recently, after she’d dropped the bomb that not only was she dating two men, she was having sex with both of them. And they knew about each other. She’d left off the part about it being a ménage relationship. That would have sent her mom to the hospital with a stroke for sure. “Gavin. I’m here. I understand needing the sex to lose yourself in, to find some healing. And I forgive you. But can you untie me? I’m really pretty sore.”
    “Luis won’t be happy.” He stood and moved to the foot of the bed to release her ankles. “We were supposed to have some fun sharing you today. A little double penetration action.”
    Disappointment coursed over her. Of course that’s what they’d have planned. What she’d been craving. “Fuck. That sucks.”
    “Been thinking about it?” The tone of his voice lifted, and he freed her left wrist, then her right. She sighed and curled up into a ball to hide her face. She nodded. “Well, in a few days, maybe. You’re pretty bruised.”
    “Well maybe if you were both really gentle...” A laugh bubbled up and she rolled her eyes. “Never mind. I’d go crazy, and Luis’s gentle isn’t really gentle.”
    He perched on the edge of the bed and stroked her arm. “I’m sorry Ronnie. I really fucked up.”
    “Yeah, you did. But I liked it.” Half her mouth tugged up in a smile. “I’m mentally wacked.”
    “No you’re not. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that.” The fierce set of his face came back and she blinked. He leaned in close and whispered. “You are perfect. And I should have taken better care of you today.”
    “A little lube on my ass wouldn’t have been a bad thing.” Their gazes locked, and remorse filled the green depths of his eyes. “Come here.”
    Their lips molded together, and he eased down to the mattress to lie beside her.
    Hands caressed and searched out hollows and muscles, stroked over each other’s backs, shoulders, and thighs. He circled her nipples with his finger tips and soothed her ass cheeks with his palms. She stroked her hands over his pecs and the ripples of his abs, drew a line down the length of his cock with her finger tip. The semi-erect flesh twitched under her touch, and she moved on to burrow her nails in the backs of his thighs. Time seemed to stand still. Wetness slicked her pussy, and she ground her thighs together in frustration.
    The hard tip of his cock poked her tummy, and she wrapped the thick shaft in her fingers. “Again?”
    “Mmm...I can never get enough of you.” He kissed her throat, sucking hard enough at the skin to leave marks. In a slow move he spread her thighs and fit his hips between them. “I want to be inside you. Make love to you.”
    She lifted her hips up in invitation, and it was all the encouragement he needed. His cock slipped into her hot, tight cunt, and she moaned.
    “Gavin—” The skin on his back almost gave under the pressure from her nails. She hooked her ankles behind his ass and pressed him forward, deeper inside.
    “Yes sweetheart?” Their tongues tangled, and he sucked her lower lip as he backed away.
    “I love you.” Their gazes locked, and a light she’d never seen in his eyes before lit them from within.
    “Love you too Ronnie.” He canted his hips back and rolled forward, slow and steady, until sweat beaded his chest and coated the backs of her knees.
    “More.” She grabbed his ass and slapped it to encourage him. Soreness emanated from her pussy, but she didn’t care. She had to have him, now, like this, joined with her.
    He complied by thrusting harder, but not hard enough.
    “More. Harder.”
    With one deft move, he clamped her wrists together above her head in his hands and plunged