Bound to Me Page 5

  Her pussy was trying to suck his fingers in deeper, as the inside of her walls clenched repeatedly. He kept working her until he could only feel little aftershocks. Pulling his fingers free he leaned over until he was eye level. “You will come as many times as I want you to, Katherine. Never think to tell me what you can and can’t do. I think you need reminding just what a submissive should do and it’ll be my pleasure to show you.”

  Kat’s back bowed up off the bed and she tried in vain to pull her legs together when he did some kind of twisty move on her over-sensitized clit sending her into another instantaneous orgasm. “Please Sir, please. It’s too much.”

  “Tsk, tsk, little sub, let’s try that again.”

  Kat screamed at the next rub and tug that sent her shooting into another small orgasm. Could a body die from pleasure? If it could she had a feeling Jack was going to be the one to kill her while he sat out to show her the error of her ways.

  Jack padded back into the bedroom and stood looking down at the woman who had him running in circles. He’d never met a more responsive, passionate woman. After an hour of making her come continuously she’d finally collapsed from sheer exhaustion. He’d taken the time to clean her poor tired body and tucked her under the covers, assured he’d made his point.

  Of course, his cock was so hard he could pound nails, but in a dominant submissive relationship, establishing boundaries, rules, and learning limits were more important than finding release… at least it should be for any self-respecting Dom. Just thinking about how tight those swollen tissues were going to squeeze him once he was seated in her was almost enough to make him spill in his pants.

  Shucking out of his clothes, he rolled the condom over his cock, pulled the covers from his current obsession and parted her legs. He wanted her wide awake when he breached her the first time. But he could guarantee she’d wake up many a morning with him already buried in her sweet pussy.

  Kat had always dreamed in Technicolor, had actually been shocked when friends had looked at her crazy when she recalled vivid odd dreams to them. She thought everyone dreamed the same way, go figure. She could only imagine the looks she’d get when she recalled this dream. The feel of callused hands holding her legs apart and a very talented tongue dipping into her slit, lapping at her already sensitized folds. Her friends would be so jealous of this newly discovered talent. Hell, Emma, one of her best friends, already thought she was halfway to crazy anyway.

  Kat’s dream lover upped the ante by slipping rough fingers into her channel causing her to pull her legs together, which earned her a stinging slap on her inner thigh from… wait. She wouldn’t dream of someone doing that. Kat’s pleasure fogged brain finally clicked on line and she realized she was lying in her bed, spread wide, with a hunk of man feasting between her legs… Oh my.

  “You’re a deep sleeper, little Kat.”

  Kat watched mesmerized as he gave her one last long lick before sitting back on his haunches. Holy shit, he was just as big as she remembered.

  “Do you remember your safe word, Katherine?”

  Kat blinked up at him and swallowed nervously. Uh-oh, she was Katherine now, he was in Alpha-sphere. “Yes.”

  “Hands behind your head, grasp the headboard spindles.” Jack watched with equal parts satisfaction and lust when she did as told immediately, no questions asked. She was a natural.

  Picking up the two scarves he found in her closet, he leaned over her and tied one arm securely, running his finger under the binding to make sure it wasn’t cutting into her wrist. He watched her hold on the other spindle loosen as she realized he meant to totally immobilize her. But before he could scold her, she seemed to win an inner battle and gripped it tightly once again.

  Kat thought she was going to have a heart attack it was beating so fast. He was tying her up, with her own scarves, for Pete’s sake. She’d be helpless, completely in his power, he could do whatever he wanted to her and she had to take it. Why did that thought cause her pussy to clench instead of making her scream down the walls to alert her neighbors?

  “Open your eyes, Katherine.”

  Kat opened her eyes to see he had positioned himself so that his groin was eye level and was stroking himself in long slow strokes.

  “Open those lush lips.” She’d no more complied than her mouth was full of his cock. “Suck me, Katherine. Show me how much you want my cock.”

  Kat had never been a fan of blowjobs, usually because she got nothing out of it except some grunting and a load of semen she spat into a towel. The smells and grunts were a huge turn-off, but Jack’s musky scent was causing her to press her legs together in an attempt to stop the continual throbbing of her clit. She watched his face contort in pleasure as she swirled her tongue around his length and sucked hard. He felt so good shuttling into her mouth she wanted to take more of him, lick all his cum until he was flaccid. Why did he have on a condom? She wanted to swallow him down.

  Jack watched as he worked his cock into her hot, tight mouth. She was trying to suck him down her throat. He could almost guarantee she’d never done that before. As sweetly as she was sucking his dick, she had no clue what she was asking by trying to gulp him down. He felt himself hit the back of her throat and saw her quick moment of panic when breathing became difficult. “Breathe through your nose, Katherine. You can do this, baby, just swallow it down the next time I fuck in, just swallow.”

  Jack shoved back in, felt her throat muscles clamp down on his cock and almost shot his load then and there. Not happening, this time he wanted in that tight cunt. He chuckled when he pulled out and Kat whimpered and licked her lips as if being deprived of a treat. His little Kat loved to suck his cock… could she be any more perfect?

  “Don’t worry, Katherine, I’ll be fucking that sweet mouth again and you are going to swallow every drop,” Jack said as he positioned himself at her entrance.

  Kat was on fire. She needed him to fuck her so badly she wanted to cry.

  Jack held his cock at her slit. She was soaking wet and he could feel her lips throbbing against him, trying to suck him into her empty channel. “Katherine.”

  Kat looked up into Jack’s face. He looked like he was in pain.

  “When I tell you to come, do it. If you do it before or after I will spank you again.”

  Kat started to protest, she couldn’t come on command, but Jack chose that moment to bury his dick deep inside of her. The world narrowed to that sensation alone. He was big and thick and her body struggled to accommodate him, even as wet as she was.

  Jack continued to fuck her in hard thrusts. Twisting and angling until he hit a sweet spot that caused her breath to catch. Oh my, what was that?

  He watched her eyes widen and couldn’t help the feral grin, there it was, that little spot high up in a woman’s pussy. He pummeled that little spot relentlessly, feeling her muscles starting to clench uncontrollably. She was getting ready to go over. His sweet little sub was clenching like mad to hold it back. The look in her eyes was desperate. “Katherine, come for me.”

  Kat’s body exploded in a firestorm of sensation at Jack’s whispered command. Her pussy clenched so hard it was almost painful in its intensity and Jack kept hitting that spot high up in her body until she couldn’t take it anymore and screamed his name. Whether it was a benediction or curse she didn’t know.

  Jack lost it when she screamed and hammered into her clinching channel twice more before his balls drew tight and allowed her muscles to work every drop of cum from him. Lying there sweating and breathing heavily, Jack realized he’d let all his weight rest on her. He had to be crushing the breath from her. Sliding out of her warm body was the hardest thing he’d ever done. His dick was ready for round two.

  Getting up from the bed, he walked into her bathroom and disposed of the condom, amazed he hadn’t blown a hole in the tip from the force of that orgasm. He’d never come that hard before. Looking down, he saw his dick wanted back inside Kat, now. Damn thing would have to wait. Kat was bound t
o be sore. He’d used her well in the hours he’d been in her apartment. It was bath time for his tired sub.

  After starting a tub of hot water, he walked back in the bedroom and found Kat the same way he’d left her. Chuckling softly, he knelt down next to the bed and untied her hands, gently massaging each wrist. Moving down the bed, he plucked the pillow out from under her hips and heard her moan.

  She didn’t even try to close her legs. Never one to pass up a sweet looking little pussy, Jack leaned in and laved the cream that was dripping down her slit before wrapping his tongue around her reddened clit. He smiled when he felt her body buck as a small orgasm ran through her. She tasted like heaven.

  “Come on, little Kat, let’s get you up and in a nice warm bath. It’ll help work out some of the soreness you’ll no doubt be feeling.”

  Kat slid out of the blanket and stretched her arms out over her head yawning. A bath did sound great. Swinging her legs over the bed, she gave a squeak when Jack lifted her into his arms and started walking toward the bathroom. Looking at the big soaker tub, she was delighted to see it was steaming hot like she preferred and full of bubbles. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment.

  Setting her on her feet, he reached over and turned the water off. “It’s hotter than what I would normally run, but it’ll help loosen your muscles and ease your aches.”

  Kat was amused when he insisted on holding her steady until she was submerged in the tub. Some silliness about the bubbles being much too slippery and she really needed to put in a safety mat. Yeah, uhmmm… no. Laying her head back on the fluffy towel he’d rolled up for the end of the tub, she let the hot water work its magic, barely hearing the click of the door as he left the room.

  * * * *

  “You have the devil’s own luck, Jack. Seriously, bro, what are the odds of anyone coming across a wet dream of a sub stranded on the side of the road in the back of beyond? I must admit I’m jealous and I haven’t even seen her yet.”

  Jack smiled at the tone in his brother’s voice. He knew Ronan was ready to settle down in a permanent relationship, but hadn’t found the right fit. “She’s perfect, Ronan. I’m telling you all that shit dad spouts about what it was like for him finding Mom, it’s true. I always thought it was just him telling his stories about the great and mighty Kincaid ancestors, but he’s fucking dead on. All those times we rolled our eyes when he talked about his One, I’ve found her man, my One. I’m acting like a maniac around her.”

  “Shit, Jack. Man, I envy you. Did you tell her you’re keeping her yet?”

  “My little Kat isn’t ready to hear that. You know she ran from me at the restaurant, she thinks I’m some dick with money who sees her as a piece of ass to play with until I’m bored. I had to negotiate for a week.”

  Jack scowled as his brother let out a bark of laughter. “Now that, brother, is funny. You are a dick with money by the way. She sounds like a fun handful. That’s what you need man, someone to give you hell on occasion. When do I get to meet her? Mom is already peppering me with questions about the mysterious girl who’s caught her Jack.”

  “Soon as I can walk around without a hard on mom can meet her. If you need that paperwork signed you’ll get to meet her when you bring it over, because I’m not going home tonight.” Hearing the bathroom door open, Jack made his way back. “Got to go, man. I’ll call you.” Disconnecting the call he walked in to find his kitten lying under the covers in a ratty old football jersey, dead to the world. Whose fucking jersey was that? Didn’t matter, it wasn’t staying on her. She’d be sleeping naked in his bed.

  Jack pulled back the covers. “Come on, sweetheart, lift up for just a second and I’ll let you go right back to sleep. Come on, let’s get this shirt off, I want to feel you naked beside me.”

  Drowsily Kat allowed Jack to pull her shirt off and tuck her back under the blanket. The bed dipped slightly and she felt a warm hard body slide in behind her, and pull her in close so that her head rested under his chin. Yep, a girl could definitely get used to this, she thought as she fell into a dreamless slumber.

  Chapter 5

  Kat stretched lazily in bed, sunlight streamed through the small window. She couldn’t help the smile that tugged at her lips even knowing the cause of that smile left long ago if the cold sheets beside her were any indication. Lying in the bed watching the leaves flutter in the wind, she let her mind replay the events of the previous day. She couldn’t believe something so fantastical had happened to boring, old—operative word, old—Katherine Robertson. Seriously, this was the kind of stuff she read about in her romance books. It was like Jack had been plucked out of her darkest fantasies by a well-meaning fairy godmother. Even if last night was to be all she got from him, she could die a happy woman.

  For the first time ever, she’d let go of her need to control everything and it had been… hell, words couldn’t even describe what it had felt like. Jack had owned her body for those hours, wholly. She’d have done anything he’d asked. Well, with Jack it would have been a demand she was sure. He knew what she wanted before she knew she wanted it.

  Glancing at the clock she was surprised to see it was almost 9:00. Time to come back to the real world. Her shift started today at noon so she needed to get motivated. Still feeling a little brave and naughty, Kat slid out of bed and padded into the kitchen naked. Standing at the fridge trying to find a snack, she let her mind drift back to Jack playing with her clit. She’d come so many times she’d lost count. He’d rubbed, tugged, slapped, bit, and sucked…

  “Now that is a pretty sight indeed, brother. You do have all the luck.”

  Katherine pulled her hand back from her pussy and squealed at the sound of a strange voice. Oh my God, someone was in here with her.

  Preparing for flight, she was brought up short when an arm grabbed her from behind and pulled her close. Jack. She could smell his wonderfully delicious scent. Still, she was naked he had to let her go. There was a strange man in the room with her very exposed body flailing around. “Katherine! Stop it,” Jack demanded brusquely.

  Without thought Kat responded to the command threaded through his voice and stilled immediately, breathing heavily from her exertions.

  “Calm down, kitten, this is my brother, Ronan.” He spoke softly in her ear as the big blond man walked into the kitchen to stand directly in front of her.

  “Jack, I’m naked.”

  “Sweetheart, you most assuredly are and I’m happy to take in the view.” Ronan chuckled as he eyed her appreciatively.

  Kat didn’t know what to do. She trusted Jack wouldn’t let her be hurt. If he’d wanted to hurt her he could have done it in a million and one different ways at this point. This situation, though, was way out of her league. She didn’t know what was going on or what he was expecting of her. What to do, what to do? Instinctively she looked to him for guidance. “Sir?”

  Jack’s raging hard-on became a solid iron spike the moment she uttered “Sir.” Fuck me running. She was already looking to him for direction and comfort. If he hadn’t already planned on keeping her, she would have just sealed her fate. “Katherine, Ronan just came over to bring me some paperwork. Neither of us expected you to walk into the kitchen naked. So calm yourself. Feel me breathing. Good, girl, now match me, that’s right slowly.”

  Kat focused on Jack and felt her heart beat calm, her breathing even out. She was safe. Jack wouldn’t let anything happen to her. Her friend Emma would probably punch her and call her stupid for being so naive, but her instincts trusted in Jack.

  “Christ, Jack. Tell me she has a sister.”

  Kat looked back at Jack’s brother, Ronan. Then down at the erection tenting his pants. Oh no, she couldn’t. Surely Jack didn’t expect her to… Maybe she should listen to Emma more often. Fear swamped her once again and she started to wiggle out of Jack’s arms.

  “Katherine, stop it. I won’t share you with anyone. It’s quite apparent that isn’t your kink, now stop freaking out before you have a full-on pani
c attack. Breathe, Katherine.”

  Kat settled, pushing back as far as she could into Jack’s big, hard body.

  “My sweet Kat, unfortunately that’s something I won’t allow you to do. Don’t hide from Ronan, Katherine, this gorgeous body is mine to display. You’ve given it to me for a week. I want my brother to see the beautiful gift that you are. What a lucky bastard I am.”

  Just like that Kat’s heartbeat accelerated into overdrive once again. She remembered reading about this in her books. Living it was entirely different, though. She was butt naked in front of a stranger and Jack was carrying on a casual conversation. She willed her muscles to relax, somehow, secure that Jack would know if it went too far for her.

  Jack lifted his gaze to Ronan when he felt Kat’s body soften. “What were you thinking about when you were standing there with the door open, Katherine?” Jack wanted to laugh when her face flamed red, poor little red head, no hiding those emotions. When she didn’t answer, Jack reached over and palmed a breast, working the nipple into a hard little nub before pinching it roughly. “I’m sure Ronan would love to see me spank that pretty ass, Katherine, answer me.”

  “More than I fucking want my next breath, love.” Ronan ground out.

  “I was thinking of all the things you did to me, to my uhmm… you know, my body.” Kat was equal parts mortified and turned on. What the hell was wrong with her? She wasn’t like this. It was like Jack had hit a “turn slut on now” switch the moment he’d touched her.

  “Put your arms around my neck, Katherine. Let’s give big brother here a clear view of just how lucky I am.” Jack was pleased when Kat wound her arms around his neck, leaving that gorgeous little body open and vulnerable.

  “What do you think, Ronan? Have you ever seen anything as perfect?” Reaching down Jack spread her legs slightly, just enough so the evidence of how turned on she was showed on her thighs.