TiedandTwisted by Emily Ryan-Davis Read Free Book Online

his fist didn’t even come close to
comparing.
    Jovanna’s hold on his head changed abruptly. She shoved his
mouth from her and slid off the sofa to straddle his thighs.
    “Condom,” she muttered, now face-to-face with him. Her eyes
glittered, hot with need.
    Instead of reaching for his wallet, David thrust his hands
into her hair and crushed her lips beneath his. She moaned into his mouth and
opened wide, welcoming his tongue. Her fingernails raked lines down his chest.
    Somehow, the dynamic shifted. A subtle movement reinforced
Jovanna’s control and before he knew it was happening, she was eating at his mouth.
    Releasing her hair, he seized her hips and dragged her down
to his thighs. His cock slid against her pussy. Jovanna moaned and shoved at
his shoulders. Seconds later, they both sprawled on the floor.
    Jovanna reared back, planted her palms on his stomach and
her wet heat against his balls. “Condom. Now.”
    He reached for his pants. “Show me your nipples. But don’t
take off that top.”
    “Put on a condom so I can fuck you.” Shaking her hair back
from her shoulders, she reached into the tightly defined wiring of her corset
and lifted her breasts into view.
    The sight of her breasts, pale and blue-veined, capped with
the lightest pink he’d ever seen, gave him pause. And ideas. “I want you at
Bondage Friday night. Say you’ll meet me.”
    “I might. Depends.” She cupped her breasts and pressed the
mounds together. The stiff material of her corset dug into the lower curves, filling
his head with images of her delicate flesh bound tight with silk ropes.
    “Agree,” he growled, fishing a condom from his wallet and
holding it up between them. “Friday night or we stop now.”
    Her inky eyelashes swept low and she bowed her head. One of
her long pink nipples vanished between her swollen lips. David dropped the foil
square on his stomach and squeezed the cheeks of her ass, hauling her forward
until he could grind the underside of his cock against her spread pussy. She
shuddered and switched to her other nipple, tonguing the stiff peak.
    Holding her tight against his cock, he worked a finger
beneath the flimsy strip of cloth between her cheeks and pressed against her
anus. Her eyes popped open and she raised her head. David sat and sucked her
wet nipple into his mouth. Delivered a sharp bite.
    “Friday!” she yelped, high on the last syllable.
    “Good.” He kissed her throat and relaxed back to the floor.
    Slanting him an evil glare, Jovanna snatched the condom from
him and tore into the wrapper. She wasn’t gentle. Latex snapped against the
base of his cock as she worked the sheath into place. When she lifted her hips
and guided his head to the entrance, he shifted focus and watched. An inch at a
time, she swallowed his cock through the slit in her panties and into the
drenched heat of her tunnel.
    The sight of her flesh stretched by his undid him. He surged
up into her, powerful and hard, not allowing her time to set a pace.
    Gasping, she folded forward. Her palms slapped the carpet at
either side of his head. Craning his neck, he nipped at her mouth. She moaned
into the kiss and followed him down until her breasts crushed into his chest.
    “Hurry,” she whispered, grinding her pussy against his
pelvic bone every time they came together.
    Thank Christ she didn’t have a short fuse. David
concentrated on the erratic flutter of her muscles around his cock and adjusted
his hold on her hips. She shuddered when he separated her ass cheeks and
shattered when he forced his middle finger into the tight passage he found.
    Jovanna’s elbows locked. Stiff and straight, her arms held
her away from him but the sharp arch of her spine brought her nipples close. He
latched on to one pink tip and sucked hard. Jovanna gasped his name and locked
down tight around his cock. His orgasm rode hers—powerful, wrenching spasms
emptied his balls. Her pussy was still clutching at him when she collapsed onto
his