NaughtyNature by Allie Standifer Read Free Book Online Page B

her harder? “More, Sir,”
she begged, beyond caring about pride. Desire and the need burning inside her
controlled her every move. “Fuck me harder, deeper, please, Sir. I need you,
Sir.”
    “All you had to do was ask,” Mac said and gave her exactly
what she asked for. His thrusts sped up, harder, faster, deeper until she
couldn’t keep up. She could only lie beneath him and take exactly what he gave
her.
    Mac whispered words she couldn’t understand. But they were
low, guttural and frantic as he took possession of her body.
    His balls slapped against her ass as he hammered into her,
dominating, controlling, bringing her to a burning, world-exploding release.
Every muscle in her body clenched as he gave one last deep, brutal thrust and
shot them both over the edge. They came together, shivering, shaking, gasping,
each feeling the other’s release explode.
    Mac captured her lips, swallowing her screams of pleasure
and release. The kiss and her orgasm went on and on until finally Mac pulled
away and rolled to his side.
    Aria didn’t know what he was doing until the restraints fell
away from her arms and legs. She didn’t have the energy to care. Her world
consisted of breathing and moaning through the aftershocks of the most
incredible sex of her life.
    Mac pulled her limp body into his arms and she went easily,
resting her head on his chest, above his pounding heart.
    Now what the hell was she supposed to do? The last thing
she’d considered when she walked into the club tonight was meeting a man she
could fall in love with.
    Then Mac had walked into the room, so confident, so
dominant, so damn handsome Aria hadn’t stood a chance.
    * * * * *
    She woke in the dark, sore, sated and safely wrapped in
Mac’s arms. Her internal clock assuring her only a short time had passed. The
feelings were so unusual for her Aria allowed herself a moment to wallow in
them. Everything she’d done, they’d done, flew through her mind like a
Technicolor 3D picture. As Mac had promised Aria had loved every minute of it.
    Mac had given Aria her every fantasy come true.
    She’d been shocked but secretly thrilled when Mac had
informed her they would be staying in the room for a little bit longer. He
wanted to hold her while she recovered, to make sure she was okay. Then he’d
said he wanted to talk with her.
    All this said while his cock had still twitched inside her
and their hearts raced frantically in their chests. All Aria had had the
strength to do was nod and rest her spinning head against Mac’s warm,
sweat-dampened chest, before he gently moved her aside to remove the plug still
filling her ass then dispose of the condom and grab two bottles of water.
    Something about the easy strength and complete confidence
Mac exuded simply flipped all her switches, at least in the bed. Out of bed
Aria knew herself to be just as strong, confident and sure of her place but
last night had shown her the kind of lover she should have been looking for.
    Someone just like Mac. Just not Mac himself.
    On that one point the Operator had been really, really
vocal. The people who came to Unfettered didn’t come to find true love, a
lasting relationship or even a one-night stand. The men and women were there
for one thing only. To get their needs met. Dominant or submissive, Unfettered
was the place to allow their hungers to finally be sated.
    At the time Aria had wholly agreed. Why the hell would she
want to see the man she hooked up with again after their night was over? She’d
been convinced the lure of the dark side was nothing more than that, a lure.
She’d get in, get off, then get out. Mac challenged her convictions the minute
he’d walked through the door.
    Aria knew she should get up, get dressed and get out. Just
as she’d planned before she walked in the club’s doors. No sense in lingering
when the game had ended. As two mature, responsible adults, each made the
decision to come to Unfettered to feed a need. The need was satisfied