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by Evanne Lorraine
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance
Description: What starts out as a naughty diversion becomes the ultimate high risk game for two strangers in the night. Ryder trusts only himself and that's the way it has to stay for this undercover operative. Zara craves a man who can dominate her submissive spirit ... but the sexy pirate seems intent on driving her crazy with sizzling desire while withholding the release she craves. Zara yearns for domination to release her passion. Ryder was born to dominate and a sex slave who serves him with sensual pleasure is his kinkiest dream. They are the perfect couple -a made for each other match. Except Ryder insists on having clear consent before their erotic game moves to the next level. Zara needs all control stripped from her writhing, wanton body. Playing Pirate and Captive may be the hottest hours of her life or it may be a dangerous gamble with her heart. When, cautious, Zara asks about the rules of game, she learns that her new master only plays one way--Pirate Rules. Rating: Carnal
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: November 2009
23 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [134 KB]
Reading time: 78-109 min.
Ryder eyed Heather's lush body with thinly disguised boredom.
"It's great you stopped by, baby. But I've got a ton of work due." He seated himself firmly at the desk. Then pushed back, flashing a crooked grin. "Why don't you go shopping, buy yourself something sexy? I'll let you make it up to me next weekend."
"Come on, don't be so cold." She climbed across his lap. "Feel that, honey? I'm sooo wet for you," she whispered as she stretched close to his ear. "I'm not wearing panties."
Yeah, he'd noticed. So had his cock. But he really did have a shit load of homework he needed to tackle and an early practice tomorrow morning.
He moved her off his lap, keeping his manner regretful. "You're hot stuff, baby. Give me a break here. I need to study."
Then Heather reached into her backpack and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. His cock leapt to full attention.
"What's this?" he said, working to sound cool as she handed him the key to the cuffs.
"I've disappointed you. I need to be punished." Heather fastened one cuff, and then held out her wrists, keeping her head bowed.
Ryder snapped the other cuff in place then slapped the key on his desk. "On your knees, slut," he barked.
Shit, she'd gotten to him. Again.
Carefully he eased his zipper down, freeing his eager cock. "Open your mouth."
Heather complied instantly, licking him enthusiastically.
He held her head, guiding her and setting a pace he liked while she sucked strongly, bringing him closer to climax. His thoughts drifted to Friday's game and his orgasm receded.
Frantically, Heather suckled more strongly, ramming her face harder into his crotch.
He grasped her head more firmly, forcing her to stop. Since, she had been bad, he wasn't ready to reward her. Plus, he knew how much she got off on being bossed around. "Go over to the window, bend over, and hold on to the sill."
She lurched to her feet and hurried to obey his demand. Her large breasts bounced as she ran, quivering inside her shirt when she bent forward from the waist.
Because she tried hard to please him, he spoke harshly to her. "You forgot your bra again, you little slut. How many guys did you fuck before you got here?"
"None, Master. I swear I only fuck you," she panted, licking her lips and wriggling, making her big tits jiggle.
Ryder figured she was ready to cream from the verbal abuse alone.
He rammed two fingers into her dripping cunt, and then slowly withdrew them, sniffing his wet hand. "No spunk, but the bastards could've worn rubbers. Tell me the truth, you horny bitch. How many guys did you fuck today?"
He didn't wait for her answer, ramming his hard cock into her wet pussy, and making her tits bounce again.
"None, Master. I swear." She ground her round ass against his groin, meeting his thrusts and sobbing. "Please fuck me harder."
Reaching around her hips, he found her engorged clit and began rubbing it lazily in time with his strokes.
She creamed instantly, crying his name.