Young, Allyson - Broken [Running to Love 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free Page A

swallow on him. But there was much work to do first, and good things came to those who waited.
    Tabitha lay back down, and he patted her abdomen before returning to spread her again. He could smell her arousal, but there was also a faint odor of fear, and part of him raged that this lovely woman would associate pleasure with fear. Erotic pain would become part of their relationship, but she would have no call to fear him. Kyle began to lick her inner folds, slowly and delicately, avoiding her opening and her clit. He lapped at her and suckled gently, learning her. Tabitha moved her hips and pressed into his mouth. Success.
    He then ran his tongue along her perineum, avoiding her anus, but giving her a little notice of intent, judging by sudden stiffening in her body. Kyle returned to her pussy, this time rimming her vaginal opening with his tongue and inserting the tip. Tabitha moaned, ever so quietly. Kyle increased his efforts, darting his tongue inside, then retreating, returning to push in further. Tabitha’s hips began to rock against him, and Kyle turned his attention to her clitoris, now beginning to poke from its protective hood. He was cautious and slow, sensitizing her to having the nub touched, and in very little time, Tabitha’s movements became more frantic. Kyle sucked her clit into his mouth and pressed hard. Tabitha bowed up off the bed, pushing her pussy hard against his face, reaching for his head with her hands, and screamed, her juices soaking his mouth.
    Instantly, Kyle was on the bed beside her, stroking from breast to belly, settling her, allowing her to come down, all the while aware of the pulsing of her cunt. It would be aching to be filled, but it wasn’t yet time. Better she yearn and wonder. He held her as she drifted into sleep.

    * * * *

    Tabitha woke to something touching the underside of her breast, barely there gossamer touches that made her shiver. She reached to push it away only to find she couldn’t move her hands and then realized her ankles were also restrained. She panicked and tried to scream, knowing it wouldn’t do any good, that her mother wouldn’t come to her. Kyle was at her mouth in a heartbeat, capturing her fear and then pressing tiny kisses over her face. He spoke quietly in her ear, his voice again deep and dominant, calming somehow.
    “Your hands and feet are tied to the bed, Tabitha, and I want to tell you why. Listen to me.”
    She stilled and forced herself to look at him. His green eyes locked on hers, and his will virtually made her relax and wait. He had turned all the lights on in the bedroom, and she felt exposed and totally open to his scrutiny.
    “Good girl,” he said. “I restrained you before you woke because I knew you would fight me if I tried while you were awake. I want to learn your body in minute detail, and you wouldn’t allow that either, so I took the choice away. I won’t hurt you, and I want you to remember how you felt earlier when I went down on you.”
    Tabitha replayed his words over and over in her head. He had promised not to hurt her, and he hadn’t, at least not yet. The velvet ties restraining her did not feel like hard, uncaring hands, painful hands. He already knew her well enough to assume that his first sexual touching of her had been a novel event and she would have protested anything further. Now, all she had to do was take what he gave, powerless to stop him, letting him decide. It was a relief somehow, and she gave in to the surreal experience, nodding her head. She saw Kyle’s look of satisfaction, and it warmed her to know that she had pleased him. That was such a foreign feeling, but she allowed herself to accept it.
    “I’m going to put a strap over your abdomen now, Tabitha, so you won’t have the need to struggle and try to squirm away from me. But first, I’ll slide this pillow under you.”
    Tabitha didn’t have a chance to answer before Kyle slid a wedge-shaped, firm pillow under her hips, raising her