Consume Me (Devoured Club Series) by Paige Matthews Read Free Book Online

little to the imagination; you could see the outline of her breasts through the laces and the cleavage the tightness afforded. My heart rate quickened and my dick pressed into the front of my leathers, as I made my way up to the top of the corset, rubbing my fingers on the edge, teasing her. Untying the laces, I loosened the corset enough to slide it up and over her head. I tossed it to the chair that was in the corner of the room, and moved my hands to her breasts, taking each one in my palms.
    Jesus Christ, her breasts fitted nicely into my hands, filling them but not too much . “I have been waiting all night to touch these.”
    I walked around so that I was in front of her and lowered my head, lifting a breast to my mouth.  Licking her nipple, I moved my tongue around the erect flesh, teasing it before sucking it in. Gently biting her nipple, I removed it from my mouth and paid the same attention to her other breast.
    Emma gasped as I bit a little harder on the second nipple than I had on the first, “Sir…”
    God , the way the words rolled off her tongue, full of anticipation and need. “Yes, subbie? Enjoy that did you?” I sounded like Yoda .
    “Yes , sir.” Her head was tilted back and her eyes were shut. Too quick, too responsive, but fuck did I like it. She was slipping into subspace quickly; a place where the body took them to let go, where everything was free.
    “Let’s get you on the bed .”

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 8-Emma
     
     
     
    Marcus placed me in the middle of the king sized bed. He moved back and swept his eyes up and down my body. My skin felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending was alert and ready for his touch.  I watched him as he shut his eyes and try to regain control.
    “Sir?” I asked with anticipation. I was hoping that he would continue. I was as wet as a cat in the rain but happier than one. I wanted him bad. Part of me knew that I shouldn’t let myself get too close – that had ended badly once before – but there was something about him that drew me right into the line of fire.
    “Emma, you don’t know what you do to me.” His voice was rough and his body was stiff. He got off the bed and walked over to the armoire on the other side of the room. When he turned around, I saw that he had a blindfold with him.
    My pussy clenched in excitement. I enjoy being blindfolded , and the idea of my other senses being heightened made my orgasms that much stronger, well, at least the couple of times that I had agreed to it. I watched as Marcus walked back over to the side of the bed.
    “I’m going to blindfold you, okay?”
    “Yes, sir.” I nodded and sat up so that he could easily secure it around my eyes.
    His hands brushed my hair out of my face and tied the material tightly so that it would not fall down. His fingers lightly grazed down the sides of my neck and over my shoulders before caressing the base of my neck and the tops of my breasts. A shiver ran through me under his light and seductive touch. It was enough to tease my skin but not hard enough to fully acknowledge the motion.
    “You are so beautiful.” His voice was ragged as he lowered me onto my back and pulled my left arm up above my head. I felt the bed shift as he moved to get the restraints. Another shiver ran down my body right to my pussy as Marcus’s hand moved up my arm, grabbing my wrist to secure the fabric around it.
    He tied the free end to the bed post and brought his hand back down my arm, causing my sex to quiver again. The anticipation of his touch, of my reward , was having an effect on me.
    I heard him walk over to the other side of the bed, and he repeated the same process with my free arm. Slowly running his hand up, grabbing my wrist, tying the restraint and securing it to the bed post. I now lay there, blindfolded and arms restrained. All I could hear was my breathing. Quick, anticipatory breaths, as I waited to hear him move, or feel his hands on me. I let out a moan just