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breasts and
squeezed the nipples. Her hips moved against her bed, winding and moving around
his fingers as he fed her pleasure. Sasha felt as tight as a spring. A flush of
heat rushed through her body. As he fucked her, she squeezed her nipples more
frantically, pulled them, the gasps tumbling from her lips like curses.
     
    "You're enjoying that too much," he murmured.
     
    He stopped his caresses, pulling his thumb from her clit.
     
    "No! Don't stop. Please."
     
    She panted as the hot sensation receded. Sasha put her
hand on her clitoris, frantic to feel it again.
     
    “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” His voice was arctic.
     
    “Please. I need it….” She hooked her middle finger under
the hood of her clitoris, stroking it the way she liked while her breath came
quickly.
     
    “If you don’t move that finger, I’ll make you regret it.”
     
    Sasha whimpered, but took her hand away from her own
aching flesh. How had she gotten to this point, of begging, of wanting more
than anything for him to make her come? It didn't matter. She wanted him. She
needed him.
     
    But Damien wasn't easy to be had. With his fingers off
her clitoris, his fingers moved leisurely inside her body. The spring inside
her loosened until the precipice wasn't quite so close anymore.
     
    "Do you want something from me?" he asked, his
fingers still moving inside her.
     
    Sasha looked between her legs. His fingers were wet with
her clear, viscous arousal. He shoved his fingers inside her, pulled them back
out while she watched, mesmerized. Warmth and desire undulated through her
body, her hips moving to the rhythm he set.

    "Answer me."
     
    Sasha blinked and looked up into his face. His brutally
handsome features were hard with passion, mouth taut, cheekbones jutting under
his skin. He looked on the verge of something. Sasha licked her lips.
     
    "I want to come," she said softly, her voice
trembling.
     
    "Ah." Satisfaction glinted in his eyes.
"Will you let me do anything to get you there?" His thumb flicked her
clitoris and Sasha gasped from the sudden delight.
     
    "Yes!” she groaned. “You can do anything!"
     
    "Oh good." Then he pulled his hands completely
away from her, abandoning her wanting center.
     
    She throbbed with the emptiness of it.
"Please!"
     
    "You haven't even started to beg yet," he
murmured.
     
    He moved his hand behind her, yanked open the bedside
table drawer, pulled out several pairs of silver handcuffs, quickly latching
her wrists, one after the other, to the posts by her head, then imprisoning her
feet to the other two. She gasped in alarm.
     
    "Damien?"
     
    Sasha had never been restrained like this before. She
panted in rising fear despite the intense wetness flooding her body,
contradicting her anxiety. Her body wanted this.
     
    He paused for a moment, blue eyes on her face. Suit
unwrinkled and sitting perfectly on his body as if he was on his way to a board
meeting. He leaned over, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand, a
gentle touch that immediately calmed her. She licked her lips, blinking up into
his face. He watched her until he was satisfied that she was calm. Then he
stood back to admire what he had done.
     
    Sasha felt completely open and vulnerable. Her legs were
pulled wide and cuffed apart, her sex dripping and open for him to do whatever
he wanted. Damien stared hungrily between her legs as if he longed to eat her.
Sasha trembled at the thought. Her hips moved against the bed, shoving back
into the mattress as she whimpered in need. She felt the wetness of her desire
leak down between the cheeks of her bottom, dripping to the bed under her. She
was so wet for him!
     
    "Touch me. Please!" she whimpered. “I’m begging
you. Please.”
     
    The corner of his mouth tilted up as he appeared to
consider something for a moment; then he began undressing, taking off the suit,
one piece at a time then laying each item of clothing across a nearby chair.
Soon he was naked too, his