Covert Cravings by Maggie Carpenter Read Free Book Online

love it.  I really do love it.”
    Scott was pleased.  He wasn’t sure if she was going to be coy with him and protest, or pretend she didn’t want it as badly as he knew she did.
    “There’s more,” he promised.  “And if you accept it I think you’ll be very happy you did.  You can consider this a very big thank you for cleaning up the place,” he said, moving back to his bag of tricks.
    Emily was beside herself.  Whether he really had found out about her secret blog or he had picked up on her vibe and come to this all by himself she didn’t care.  She was just thrilled to bits that it was finally happening.  At least some of it anyway.
    “I have some soft cotton rope.”
    As confident as he was that she truly wanted to experience all this, never having ventured into the realm before, he didn’t want to scare her.  Some of the articles he had read warned about reality not living up to fantasy and had advised moving slowly.
    “Oh Scott, how wonderful,” she breathed. 
    Scott smiled.  No worries there!
    Wrapping each wrist separately he secured the ends of the rope to the back legs of the chair, forcing her arms straight down, well out of the way of her body.  He tied her ankles around the front legs, assuring her thighs would be kept well apart.
    “There now.  Comfortable?” he asked.
    “Yes,” she squeaked.
    I can’t believe this is actually happening.  He’s tied me to this chair. Oh my God!  What’s he going to do next?  He can’t fuck me like this!
    She could hear the rustling of the bag again.  Then more sounds she couldn’t quite discern and he was moving around. 
    “Ok baby,” he crooned, his lips kissing her neck, then the top of her breasts, held up so beautifully by the bra.  “I’m going to take a shower now.  You just stay here and relax for a few minutes.”
    Whaaat?  He’s leaving me?
    “While I’m gone I want you to think about my cock.  You really wanted me to crawl back into bed and make love to you his morning.   What I need you to think about is this.  You have never wanted me to make love to you first thing in the morning.  What was so different?  When I come back you can tell me.”
    “But Scotty…”
    ‘Shush.  I’ll be back shortly. And I’ll want the answer,” he finished, firmly, and she heard him move away.
    Ok, so this is – amazing.  This is absolutely incredible.  Oh my gosh.  I can’t wait to talk to Sam.  Aaarrggh... it feels even better than I thought it would feel…
    ... and Emily, blindfolded and tied up, her mind spinning, attempted to concentrate on the question he posed.
     
    * * *
     
    The hot water sprayed across Scott’s body.  He was so turned on he was ready to jerk himself off right there and then, but he had other plans for his climax.
    He’d had no idea he would love the game as much as he did.  To see her tied up and blindfolded, completely at his mercy, was like riding a giant wave all the way to shore.   And it was obvious she loved it every bit as much as he was.  Perhaps even more. 
    Toweling off quickly he donned a bathrobe and hurried down the stairs.  When he walked back into the living room his cock wanted to burst just at the sight of her.  He moved over to where she sat and traced his forefinger down her arm.
    “So – do you have an answer for me?” he asked.
    “Yes,” she breathed. “I do.  I think it was because you usually want me, and this morning you didn’t, and it made me feel kind of – I don’t know – lonely?” she stammered.
    “Thank you, Emily,” he said, giving nothing away.  There would be more, much more, about the subject later. 
    She had no idea that sitting innocently on the seat of the chair, just a few inches from the gusset of her panties and her inner thighs, sat a Magic Wand.  The Magic Wand was a large vibrator with several speeds.  Without warning he picked it up, placed it on low and nestled it against her pussy.
    She let out a gasp and he saw the