Working Out the Kinks (Chain) by Kara Winters Read Free Book Online Page A

causing us both to moan. Eric pushed himself quick with one hard thrust to the hilt. My eyes shot open, my throat straining against the ropes when my body became alive with need.
    He wrapped the leash around his hand tighter and pulled it closer to him. My neck lifted up and pain shot through my arms. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling a hint of wetness behind them.
    “Remember what I said about pain, Alexandra,” Eric demanded.
    I remembered his words, repeating them back in my head.
    Eric released the leash and then pulled himself almost entirely from my folds. He drew back in and pumped his cock several times back and forth. I moaned and arched into him. He wrapped an arm under me at my waist to hold me closer. With his other hand, he pulled on my leash once more, inflicting a new wave of pain. I groaned, and he continued to thrust.
    I stifled a cry, but couldn’t hold it back much. The gasp I made fell from my mouth and Eric captured it with another kiss. He distracted me with pleasure, building at my pain. I wanted to wrap my legs around his hips, to hold him in my arms and claw at his back. But the damn ropes were holding me down, and I needed to figure out how to work with them, and not against them.
    Eric released the ropes but when he did, I noticed him slowing down his hips.
    “Please, Sir,” I said with a moan pressed against his lips.
    “Tell me you want me to pull harder,” he grunted and gave me another thrust.
    I worked through the pain wracking my body and concentrated on turning it into the pleasure blazing inside of me. Eric’s body, grinding into mine, was helping to distract me. He was driving up just against the top of my clit, rubbing it up and down and in circular motions.
    “I want you to pull harder, Sir,” I begged, almost shocked by my words because of how easily they came out.
    Eric pushed harder and quicker, holding the leash close to his chest. I bit my lips between my teeth and moaned. Somewhere deep inside the pit of my stomach I started to feel my orgasm budding once more. I was in pure bliss, even as the collar was pulling too tight and my arms were going numb.
    “Please pull harder, Sir. I want it harder,” I pleaded almost incoherently. He looked at me and smiled. Without words, he wove the leash around his hand once more and yanked.
    “Fuck,” I cried out loudly.
    Eric pressed his hand down between our bodies and found my swollen clit. He flicked his fingers across it several times, but even that was not enough. I needed release, and badly.
    “P-please may I come, Sir?” I begged with short breaths. “I need to come.”
    Eric kissed my cheek and turned to nibble on my earlobe with his teeth.
    “Come on my cock, Alexandra.”
    His words were the last straw, and I shuddered with my climax in seconds. I cried out and thrashed against the ropes. They dug into my limbs, but I was far from reason anymore. Eric pushed harder into me, and it wasn’t long after my orgasm had claimed me that he began to feel his. He pushed his forehead against mine and grunted, pulling himself from my body, spilling in hot spurts on my stomach.
    After a few moments, he relaxed and he released the leash to hold himself up above me. My head fell with a thud against the table in exhaustion. The orgasm denied for almost twenty-four hours had finally taken me, and I was spent beyond repair.
    Eric drifted away from the table to return with a wet towel. Cleaning me carefully, he finished and tossed the towel to the ground.
    “I should leave you like this all night,” Eric mused with a chuckle, dragging a finger down between the valley of my breasts.
    “If you’d like that, Sir,” I sighed and felt my eyes grow heavy.
    “One day, you’ll be able to do that. But for now, you’re not ready to handle this position for much more than an hour.”
    He almost sounded mad about it.
    I hated myself for feeling so tired, but after a long day and a powerful orgasm, my eyes wouldn’t stay open for long. The