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not letting her move her head.
    â€œThat’s it.” Fuck, she felt good. “Keep it right there. Let my cock fill your throat. Breathe through your nose as best you can.”
    He let go of her hair, just for a minute, allowing her to take a deep breath. He lightly scratched her head, knowing she liked it. But she knew what it meant when his grip tightened once again.
    â€œAgain,” he said.
    She once again opened her mouth wide and took him to the back of her throat.
    â€œVery nice,” he said. “Now swallow.”
    Her nails dug into his upper thigh. They didn’t do this often, but it was something he wanted her to work on. She obeyed and it took all his control not to release down her throat.
    â€œBreathe when I pull out,” he instructed her. He kept his hands in her hair, holding her still while he guided them both. He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his current movements up for very long. Her nails scratched him deeper and he welcomed the pain.
    He pushed into her throat again. “Yes, that’s it. So good.”
    He pulled out and this time he didn’t have to tell her to breathe. “You love my cock filling your throat, don’t you?”
    Of course she couldn’t answer. But she didn’t have to, he knew her so well. “Get ready. I’m going to come down your throat. Take it all. Every last drop.”
    He shoved his cock deep inside one last time, holding her head still as he released. Afterward, he felt completely spent. He’d come so hard, he didn’t want to move for hours. Hell, he wasn’t sure he could move. But he forced himself to remain upright, holding out his hand, and helping Sasha up.
    â€œWas it worth waiting for?” she asked.
    He led her to a pile of hay. “Yes, little one.” He sat down and pulled her into his lap. “It was worth every minute of the wait. In fact, it was so good, I think you deserve a reward.”
    Cole scanned the inside of the barn. There was precious little to be found, but he did spy some coils of rope in the far corner.
    â€œI’ll be right back.” He went to retrieve the rope, making sure it would work. Worst-case scenario, she would have a few rope burns on her wrists.
    He made it back to where she was resting on the hay and noticed how her eyes widened with excitement when she saw the rope. “Excited?”
    â€œWhen you said reward, Sir, I didn’t know rope would be involved.”
    â€œIs the rope a problem?” he asked, even though he was fairly certain he knew the answer.
    â€œNo, Sir. Everything is always better with rope.”
    â€œI agree. Now the question is, where do I string you up?” He looked around, trying to find a place that was safe and not too dirty. His eyes landed on something.
    He walked over to a wooden block against the back wall. “Come here, little one.”
    She walked toward him with just a hint of trepidation, but mostly excitement.
    â€œStand up here on the block.” Once she was in place, he bound her wrists together and pulled them above her head, attaching the other end of the rope to a hook in the wall.
    â€œHow does that feel? Not too tight or uncomfortable?”
    She gave the rope a good tug. “No, Sir. Everything’s good.”
    â€œEverything is about to get much, much better.” He stroked her ass and unzipped her pants, pushing them down her legs and exposing her naked from the waist down. “What a good girl.”
    â€œOh no. Fuck. Red!” Sasha jerked her arms, as if trying to get away.
    He shot straight up, heart racing, and worked to untie her. He blocked everything out, unable to focus on anything other than getting her loose. She wasn’t trembling, which meant if it was a panic attack it wasn’t presenting the same way they had before. Her demeanor didn’t look like it did before one, either.
    â€œWhat’s wrong?” He gave the rope a hard jerk,