Promiscuous (Book 2 in the Fixer Series) by Alyson Raynes Read Free Book Online Page B

his hands slowly moving lower cupping my ass.  I threw my head back savoring the magic of his touch, as he worked his way up my body.  Reaching under my sweatshirt he pulled it up over my head pinching and rolling my already hard nipples, sending sinful, pleasing messages to my pussy.  I moaned as he kept one hand on my right breast while sliding his other hand through my waist band until he reached my naked mound and slid his fingers in me.  His breath hitched as he began moving his fingers back and forth, bringing me close to the edge and the stopped. 
    “No” I cried out.   After being deprived of my orgasm this morning I needed to release what had been building inside.  Dylan laughed; his voice raspy like sand paper. 
    “No coming for you yet princess, but I promise it’ll be worth the wait, now lie on your back.  I fell back laying on the soft, black bench seat as Dylan Removed the rest of my clothing. 
    “I want to try something new baby.  It will be intense and you’ll tell me to stop but I won’t.  I’m not gonna be gentle but I won’t hurt you.  Do you trust me Brooke?”   I paused imagining all of the hot, dirty, nasty things he was going to do to me.
    “Brooke?” he asked in a stern tone.
    “What? I mean, oh…yes, Dylan I trust you.”
    “Good” he said as he smiled.  “Now choose a safe word.”
    “What?” I said as I sat straight up.
    “You said you trust me Brooke” he said with his eye brow raised.
    “I do, but you’re talking about…”
    “I’m not going to whip you or anything like that princess.  You need a safe word just in case what I’m doing gets too intense.  I promise I won’t hurt you baby, not ever.”
    I licked my lips; anticipation taking me over. 
    “Fixer, that’s my safe word.”
    Dylan chuckled, “okay princess, fixer it is.  Now give me your hands.”  I held them out giving Dylan total control over my mind, body and soul.  He reached down on the floor and produced a red colored bungee cord.  He gently wrapped the cord around my wrists, placing a kiss on each one before he took the hooks, attaching them to the oh shit bar .  My arms were suspended above my head and I started to get nervous, I had never experienced anything so frightening and excitedly erotic in all of my thirty-four years of life.  My body was completely exposed to the man that I was falling deeper for each day.  I watched him as he leaned in, taking one nipple in his mouth, nipping, sucking and pinching the other.  My body was tingling, begging for his touch, his mouth; his cock. 
    “Ah god Dylan, please?” I moaned.
    “Not yet baby, soon; I promise.  You have no idea how beautiful you look; how much I want you.” 
    Looking up through his dark lashes I could see something in his eyes.  Lust maybe; but I knew it was more than that, it was love.  My heart pounded faster, my need for him growing and I was utterly scared shitless. 
    “Please Dylan ,” I begged, “I can’t stay like this much longer.”
    “Do your arms hurt princess?”
    “No, I just need…I need you, please.”
    “Just one more thing Brooke and then I’ll take care of you.”
    “Hurry, I need to, oh god, I can’t stand this.”
    “Do you need to use your safe word Brooke?”
    “No.  Just hurry.”  His hand rubbed my mound adding fuel to the fire already burning inside of me. 
    “Close your eyes princess, this is going to heighten your senses even more.   Remember to use your safe word if it gets too intense for you.”  I nodded as I whispered “yes”.  I closed my eyes and felt something covering them and I realized I was being blind folded.  I started to panic not being able to see, feeling totally exposed; just me, Dylan and the open field.  Then I heard the crisp sound of his zipper and felt his hardness against my lips. 
    “Open your mouth princess.”   I did, I felt a calmness come over me as I continued tease, suck and let his scent consume me.  Dylan was on the