Lora Leigh - Bound Hearts3 (5 page)

His hands reached out, and before she could stop him, he gripped the shirt, wrenching the material until buttons were flying in all directions and she was left bare before his gaze. Gasping, Terrie jerked back from him. Her eyes widened, her body flared with a heat so deep it terrified her.

“Good God.” His voice was strangled at he stared at her thighs, the bare folds of her pussy and the gold ring piercing the clit hood. “Son of a bitch, Terrie. Could anything be sexier than that ring? I can’t wait to see what it does for you when I get it in my mouth.”

Her clit pulsed, her womb clenching with such force it made her breathless, terrifying her with the strength of her arousal. Before she could change her mind she ran. Dodging around him, she sprinted through the room and up the stairs, aware that he had taken off after her.

The breath was sawing desperately through her chest as she scrambled up the steps to the dubious safety of her room. She could lock herself in, run a tub of cold water and immerse herself in it. Surely that would cool the naked lust spearing through her body.

He caught her at the door. One arm manacled her waist as the other slammed the door closed behind
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them. Jesse held her effortlessly, ignoring her struggles as he tore the shirt from her body, then allowed her to wrench out of his arms.

“Bastard!” She turned on him, wishing she were as furious as she was trying to be.

His lips quirked with a smile.

“I’m hearing everything out of your lips but ‘no’, Terrie,” he growled, his hands going to the clasp of his trousers. “Let me hear you say no. Come on, baby, I dare you.”

As she stared at him in shock, the rest of his clothes were disposed of. He stood before her gloriously naked, his cock standing out from his body in a hard, thick exclamation of arousal. Terrie’s breath caught. He was hard-packed muscle and thick eager lust.

“This is insanity,” she gasped, her breasts heaving as his gaze watched the hard-tipped mounds with sexual intensity.

She could feel the weight of the ring in her nipple and her clit, rasping against the sensitivity of each area.

“No, waiting this long was insanity,” he growled. “Waiting on you to forget Thomas’s stupidity and to see how desperately I’ve craved you was insanity. I’m about to get real damned smart and do something about it now.”

“And if I don’t want it?” she questioned desperately. Like that was going to happen in this lifetime.

“Oh, you want it,” he told her, stalking closer to her as she backed away from him uneasily. “That pretty, barecunt of yours is glistening with how bad you want it. And I’m more than happy to give it to you.”

She knew he was right, but damn him, he didn’t have to be so sure of himself.

“You should wait until it’s offered,” she said, trying to sneer.

He laughed. A low, deep vibration of humor that speared through hercunt . Oh hell, she thought, she was a goner. She backed away further as he came too close, only to bump against the bed with a gasp. He stopped, inches from her, staring down at her with naked, carnal intent as he reached around her. Her eyes widened as he glanced down at the silk stockings he held in his hand. Stockings she had left there the day before after removing them.

Terrie swallowed tightly. She was afraid to know what was going through his mind at that moment.

“Get on the bed,” he ordered her roughly.

Her eyes narrowed on him. The blood was rushing through her system from the chase, the arousal, the forbidden potency of his dominance.

“Make me,” she snarled. She wasn’t in the mood to submit to anything.

Uh oh. Satisfaction lit his eyes in a blaze of lust so intense it nearly seared her.

“I can,” he assured her, his voice dark, sexy. “But you can never go back, Terrie. Once you get a taste of the forbidden, you’ll only need more.”

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And he was forbidden. She stared up at him, sensual terror washing over her in waves. Could she handle him? She had always known she couldn’t, so what the hell was she doing here now?

As she watched him, he turned from her abruptly, striding quickly to her dresser. Terrie’s eyes widened as he started pulling out drawers, one after the other, until he found what he wanted. The breath left her body when he turned back to her, another pair of her silk stockings gripped in his hand.

She swallowed tightly.

“Get on the bed,” he ordered her again.

“Like I said; make me.” She braced her body for the struggle to come.

Hercunt was aflame, burning her with need. Sexual intent filled his expression—dark, glittering with purpose as he stared at her, gauging her mood. Then, he smiled again.

Terrie darted away from the bed. She would be damned if she would make it easy for him. But just as she feared, there was little fight involved. His arms came around her, his heavier, muscular body controlling her easily as she struggled against him. She kicked out at him, gasping as her hands went to the hard arms encircling her waist as he wrestled her to the bed.

She cursed; Jesse only chuckled. He threw her to the bed, dodging her fists and her half-hearted kicks as he secured first one wrist then the other to the metal bars of her headboard with soft, silken ties. When he had that accomplished, he moved to her feet.

Terrie kicked at his hands, her body bouncing on the bed as she fought to keep him from securing her feet with the soft stockings before he tied the end to the bed.

When he finished, they were both breathing fast, rough, filling the room with the overwhelming scent of primitive, sexual needs. He stood back from her then, one hand going to his cock, massaging it as he watched her.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” he growled. “Seeing you spread out before me, unable to fight me, unable to deny me.”

“Pervert,” she snarled.

He chuckled. “Nympho. You love it, Terrie. Your pussy is so hot and wet I swear I think I see steam rising from it.”

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Terrie wouldn’t doubt it. The heavy, intense ache pulsed in her clit, clenched her womb. She was so horny she felt as though she was going to disintegrate with the need.

He moved to the bed then, lying down beside her, propping his head up with one hand as he watched her. The other smoothed across her abdomen as the muscles there clenched in excitement.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” he told her, his voice soft, throbbing with lust. “Even before that stupid brother of mine fucked up, I dreamed of having you like this. Tied down, your eyes big with excitement and apprehension, the sweet scent of your arousal tempting my senses.”

“This won’t work, Jesse.” Anticipation warred with hesitancy. She had known Jesse was more man than she could handle, that his needs and his tastes could not be satisfied by her.

He liked strong, confident women. Women who could fight him, stand up to him sexually. A partner as tempestuous as he was in bed. Terrie wanted his dominance. She wanted to be made to submit to needs that even she couldn’t fantasize of in full detail.

“I think it’s working out just fine,” he grinned down at her, his hand cupping her breast, his finger tweaking the hard nipple then making her moan helplessly as he tugged at the ring piercing it.

Her breath caught in her throat as the caress speared to hercunt . Intense, fiery, that little pinch of pain nearly had her body exploding in ecstasy.

“Untie me. We’ll call it quits here and just forget this ever happened,” she gasped as his head lowered to her breast.

He halted, his eyes rising to her.

“Baby, don’t take me for a fool,” he grinned. “I have you right where I want you. I have no intentions of letting you go now.”

Terrie struggled against her bonds, frightened by the arousal that rose inside her as she realized she was well and truly helpless before him. As she watched in dazed fascination, his head lowered further, his tongue reaching out to lick a hard, distended nipple carefully.

“You taste good,” he whispered, his lips moving against the hard point, driving her crazy with the need to have him take it into his hot mouth and suckle her strong, deep. “You need clamps for these pretty nipples. Nice and snug. Something that will drive you over the edge with the fire they start.”

Her eyes widened. Clamps? Then a sharp, surprised moan issued from her throat as his grip tightened on her nipple, his fingers tugging at the small gold ring there and his teeth worried the other. Just enough pressure to burn with an erotic flame that danced down her spine.

“Like that, baby?” he whispered as his head rose. “A clamp would keep the pressure, make you so crazy that your sweet pussy would gush with your juices. And I’d be there between your thighs, lapping up every delicious drop.”

Her hips jerked, a convulsive shudder sweeping through her body at the image he induced. Watching her closely, his gaze went to the flaming curves of hercunt . Terrie watched as his eyes darkened, heated when his fingers met the thick juice that pooled between her spread thighs and coated her bare pussy.

They slid through her narrow slit, circled the entrance to her vagina, then continued down to the tightly
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closed anal opening.

“No.” Her shocked whisper had him halting, the tip of his finger stretching her tight entrance erotically.

“No?” he asked her, going no further, tempting her with the forbidden, sensual bite of pain his finger had produced. “I want to fuck you there, Terrie. Not now, not today, but soon. I want to teach you how to prepare yourself for me, how to prepare your body for my cock tunneling into that tight little hole.”

She jerked against him, whimpering as the movement of her body forced his finger marginally deeper into her ass.

“Please, Jesse,” she whispered, consumed by an arousal, a lust she couldn’t hope to control. “I can’t stand it.”

“What can’t you stand, baby?” he asked her with immeasurable tenderness as his finger retreated. “The thought of it, or the building need the thought of it produces?”

She whimpered, shaking her head, unable to answer the question. She didn’t know.

“Did Thomas tell you everything about me, Terrie? During the time you were married, did he tell you the rumors of what I like, what I want?”

A woman confident enough to be as dominant as he was sexually. Oh yeah, Thomas had told her often how she could never measure up to what Jesse would need. She almost suspected that he knew how she had lusted for Jesse. The year she had been married to him had been hell.

As her gaze flickered away from his in indecision, his fingers tightened on her nipple, causing her to gasp, her body to jerk with the hot flare of sexual intensity it induced. Her gaze flew back to him.

“Good.” He rewarded her with a slow, heated lick to her nipple. “That’s what I want in this bed, Terrie.

Obedience. No matter what I ask, no matter what I need.”

She blinked up him, surprised by his declaration.

“You didn’t know?” He smiled that sexy, dangerous smile she loved so well. “Oh yeah, baby. I want you submitting to me in every way, in every position imaginable. I want you screaming because you need me so damned bad. I want you needing this, as much as I need to give it.” Before she knew his intent, his open hand delivered a heated slap to her bare, dampcunt .

Terrie was shocked, frightened by a sharp, lust-born moan of pleasure that escaped her throat as the stinging blow vibrated through her body.

“Jesse…” She couldn’t say no, though she sure as hell didn’t know if she could bear it.

“Like that, baby?” he asked sensually as his hand raised again.

Terrie watched now, her eyes wide, dazed as the hand fell.

“Oh God…” She jerked when the heat came, delivered directly over her pulsing clit, throwing it into shocked, dangerous need.

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Her breath caught at the warning flare of release from the blow. Why was he doing this? Was he taunting her? Mocking her shameful needs in some way?

“God, look at you,” he growled, lust thickening his voice as he stared down at her in suspended pleasure. “You’re flushed and aroused, your expression so confused, so filled with need. You like it don’t you, baby? I knew you would.”

Another blow landed, burning her, causing her hips to jerk in response, and her juices to slide furiously from her vagina as her clit swelled in response to the sharp pleasure/pain. She was going to orgasm. Oh God, if he smacked her like that just one more time…

She exploded when the blow fell again. Hercunt flamed from the sensual pain, her vagina pulsing as her clit exploded in a firestorm of destructive heat. It raced up her spine, through her womb, shuddering through her body, flaming through her veins as she cried out in shameful pleasure.

“Yes,” his voice growled from a distance. “Oh hell, Terrie, I can’t wait.”

He moved over her body then as his lips lowered to hers. She took his kiss and fought for more. Her lips opened for his tongue, hers twining with it, stroking, tasting the heat of his mouth as he moved between her thighs. His hands weren’t still either. They cupped her breasts, tweaked her nipples with heated pressure and had her hanging on an edge of such desperate pleasure she wondered if she would survive it.

She was bucking against his body, twisting closer, needing more of his heat, his carnal promise. Lust was like a demon that possessed her now, filled her with erotic images, destroying her body with the sensual pleasure washing over it.

Finally, he tore his lips from hers, staring down at her, his eyes almost black with emotion and lust as she felt the broad head of his erection touch her slick, cream-coatedcunt .

Terrie stilled, her arms straining at her bonds as she watched him in anticipation.

“Slow and easy first,” he growled.