Ashleigh Raine [Hollywood Heat] Driven to Distraction

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unzip the zip and unsnap the snap, yank a bit of fabric out of the way and they d be home free.
Something foreign tightened around her wrists, locking her hands together. She tugged but
her arms stayed stretched above her head. What the Tilting her head back she saw the results
of Jay s handiwork. Zip ties. The man had zip tied her to the headboard. One pinned her wrists
together, a second tie was looped around a metal slat and a third one linked the two together,
securely chaining her to the bed. So that s why he d been testing the headboard. Well, if he did
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naughty, erotic things to her, she d stay like this all day. As long as he fed her, fucked her and
gave her multiple orgasms. And let her have potty breaks whenever she requested them.
Jay climbed off her again not even gracing her with a tongue swipe to her nipple or a
finger massage on her clit. What was he planning on doing to her, leaving her alone to become
sexually dehydrated? Okay, stud. You got me where you want me. Let s play now. She arched
and bucked on the bed, spreading her legs and curling her toes into the sheet, hoping to inspire a
violent burst of lust in her lover.
It didn t work.
Bastard.
Blaina would ve thought he d forgotten about her but for the wicked grin he tossed her way
before turning his back and taking the bag of tricks to the table in the corner of the room. The
bag rattled and clanked and clunked as he dug through it.
She tugged on her bindings again, realizing the futility of her movements. There was no way
she was going anywhere until Jay cut her free.
What if he d forgotten his knife? The fingernail scissors in her bag wouldn t cut through the
heavy-duty plastic. If they had to call the front desk for help, Jay was going to owe her a lot more
than a thorough fucking.
With nothing else to do but wait for Jay to make his move, she allowed herself the joy of
studying her lover. The man was seriously drool-worthy. His back was a beautiful expanse of
golden brown, sun-kissed skin over chiseled muscle. Strong, broad shoulders tapered down to
lean hips. And his butt mmhmmm. Made you want to grab tight and hold on for the ride.
Anyone looking for the definition of burnin masculinity didn t need to look any further.
The furnace between her legs reached critical temperature levels. Too much more heat and
the sheets beneath her would turn to ash. It was time to fight fire with fire, to tempt her man
beyond reason so he d come and douse her flames. Or ignite her further. Hell, she didn t care as
long as he put his hands, mouth and body all over her.
Blaina carefully rolled onto her stomach, thankful for the extra give in the zip-tie chaining
her to the bed. Once on her belly, she inched her legs up until her weight rested on her
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widespread knees with her hands clasped around the metal headboard to keep her upright a
fuck-me-now position that always got Jay s attention.
She tossed a glance toward Jay, who was still facing away from her. Jay, babe?
Hmm?
Blaina frowned. His response, or lack thereof, left much to be desired. He hadn t even
glanced up from whatever he was doing.
She continued as though she wasn t ready to launch herself at him and fuck him senseless.
Did you know that cops use zip-ties whenever they have more suspects to arrest than they have
handcuffs?
Yup. Think I saw that on an episode of COPS.
Well, then she shook her hips enticingly, which was a waste of energy since he still
wasn t looking, why don t you come over here and frisk me? I ve already assumed the
position.
Be there in a sec.
In a second? Jay, you re killing me. I m naked. I m tied up. I ve assumed the position. And
you re more fascinated with a plastic bag than with me. Do you have porn in there or
something?
Not exactly. Chuckling, he turned around to face her. In his hands he held what looked
like a car rag, folded over lengthwise until it was about one and a half inches wide.
Oh, what now, Blaina said, you going to tie my ankles together with that thing?
Hmm, not yet. This is for your eyes.
And the last thing Blaina saw were his big baby blues and the flash of white from his cocky
smile before the fuzzy yellow rag covered her eyes and was tied around her head.
Okay, now I can t see you, I can t touch you and I can t jump off the bed and stalk you
around the room. Am I being punished for some unknown faux pas, or have I worn you out so [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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