Duty Bound: Bound and Tied, Book 2 by Myla Jackson Read Free Book Online

tongued it. Her mouth moved lower, abandoning the swollen nub.
    KC cried out, her hand reaching for Rosalyn’s hair.
    “Patience, sweeting.” The dark-haired teacher blew a gentle breath of air over KC’s heated center and then Rosalyn’s tongue swept into her channel, swirling around the juices.
    Shock made KC rise to her elbows. “A man will do that?”
    “If he’s set on making his woman happy. I know this is a deal made under duress, but it doesn’t have to be unpleasant. You can teach a man that by pleasuring you, he can gain greater pleasure for himself. Lie back and let yourself feel.”
    KC fell back against the bed, every muscle tense, her body feverish, the throbbing in her core so strong she thought perhaps she would die. But Rosalyn was not finished with her lesson.
    Her tongue returned to that nubbin of such intense sensations. She rolled it around and stroked it, laving in a steadily increasing rhythm until KC’s fingers wrapped around Rosalyn’s hair, pulling her closer still.
    “Stop, please stop,” KC gasped. “Surely I will die.”
    “Then you’re almost there. Ride it to the end, you won’t regret it.” Rosalyn sucked KC’s clit into her mouth and pulled hard, then resumed the strokes, thrusting, teasing and drawing KC to the edge.
    Rosalyn’s attentions catapulted KC into an explosion of sensation of which she’d never felt before in her nineteen years of life.
    “Oh, sweet Jesus. I’m on fire.”
    With one hand stroking, Rosalyn slipped the other hand down between KC’s legs and pressed two fingers into her channel.
    KC bucked, wanting more. “Is this what it feels like to have a man fuck you?”
    “No, it’s even better.” Rosalyn slid her fingers out and added a third before pushing in. “He’ll fill you so full, you won’t know where he ends and you begin.”
    “Will I like it?”
    “Oh my, yes.” Rosalyn pulled her fingers out. “If he’s really blessed, he’ll be hung like a horse.” She pressed four fingers into KC, her other hand stroking KC’s clit all the while.
    KC rode wave after wave of molten hot desire until she fell against the mattress spent, her body as limp as a dishrag.
    Rosalyn licked KC’s clit one last time and crawled up beside her on the bed. “Do you see how you can train your man to pleasure you?”
    “Yes, but how will I pleasure him?”
    “By touching him.” Rosalyn’s fingers skimmed over KC’s belly, her palm flattening as she angled toward KC’s mound. “Men love it when you touch their dicks.” She swirled her fingers through the hairs covering KC’s mons. “They like it even better when you take their dicks in your mouth.”
    KC’s eyes popped open. “What?”
    Rosalyn smiled. “You heard me right. You take his dick into your mouth and suck on it. Kind of like how I sucked on your clit. It works the same for a man.”
    KC’s eyes narrowed. “Are you sure?”
    Rosalyn laughed, helping KC scoot up onto the mattress. “Positive.”
    Her body heat cooling, KC slipped beneath the covers.
    Rosalyn slid in next to her, draping a slim, silky leg over hers, pressing her breasts into KC’s side.
    If anyone had told KC she’d be lying naked next to another woman that night, she’d have called them crazy. But she curled into Rosalyn’s body, enjoying her exotic scent and the softness of her skin.
    “I wish you were coming with me. I don’t know if I can do this alone.”
    “I wish I could, sweeting.” Rosalyn pushed KC’s hair back from her face and kissed her lips. “But I have to meet my employer tomorrow. I’ll be leaving.”
    KC lay in Rosalyn’s arms, the terror of the morrow sweeping in to consume her. What did she know about a man’s wants and desires? Would he be as gentle as Rosalyn? Would he care to make her first experience with a man a good one? Or would he rut with her like a dog after a bitch in heat?
    Jake wasn’t an ugly man. A thrill of excitement rippled across her skin. His hands had made her body