Encounters (The Alpha Stranger) Book 1 Read Online Free Page B

spread myself out on the bed. I feel those strong hands remove my clothes from my body. Now, I am naked except for my white thong.
     
    I feel the stranger put something around my neck. What the hell is that?! A collar?! I feel the stranger connect something to the collar. Then I feel a sudden yank around my neck. I pull myself up until I am on my knees. I look at myself in the bedroom mirror. And there I am, wearing nothing but a thong and a collar with a metal chain attached to it. My nipples are hard. My body is shaking. I look back at the stranger. He is wearing a pair of sunglasses. I can see myself in the reflection of the dark lens of the glasses. The stranger takes the chains on the leash and begins to rub them against my nipples. Oh, that feels nice.
     
    My mysterious lover takes his tongue and runs it from my neck to my breasts. He nibbles on my breasts for a full minute. Damn, he is nice with his tongue. The stranger yanks me off of the bed and forces me onto my knees.
     
    “Now crawl,” he demands. I crawl out of the bedroom. The stranger sits down on the sofa and demands that I, “undress him.” I remove my master’s shoes and socks. Then I reach up and unbuckle his belt. I pull it off. I undo his pants and pull them down. When I look up, I see a huge bulge poking up against his underwear. I take my hand and rub against that bulge. Dammit, I can’t wait one second more. I pull down my lover’s underwear and see that hard erect dick in all of its glory.
     
    I pull apart the stranger’s legs and dive my mouth right on that dick. The stranger pushes my head down, forcing me to deep-throat him. It doesn’t take me long to suffocate on that dick. I try to pull away but the stranger is determined to see how much dick I could take. My eyes begin to roll into the back of my head. I swear I am losing consciousness. Right before I am ready to blackout, the stranger releases me, causing my body to collapse backward onto the coffee table.
     
    I stare at the ceiling. My back is pressed against the glass coffee table top. The stranger slowly spreads my legs apart. He runs his tongue up my inner thigh. Oh fuck. I just lie there and receive his pleasure. I feel him running those strong hands up my body. He scratches at my flesh. I pull on his hair. I take the balls of my feet and run them across the stranger’s strong back. He is so going down there. And best of all, he’s in no hurry.
     
    “Oh!” I moan out loud. The stranger grabs the chain and yanks on it. It seems as though every time I moan or say something he gets aggressive. I don’t mind. With a tongue like his, he could do whatever he wants to me.
     
    The stranger pushes me up against the wall. He spreads my legs apart and slowly enters me from behind. I feel his teeth on my shoulders. I press the side of my face against the wall and enjoy the ride. He fucks me harder and harder. I begin to moan. The stranger puts his right hand across my face. I can’t breathe but I don’t care. When you are getting it this well, you can excuse the fact that your lover is slowly suffocating you to death.
     
    My face turns red. My knees get weak. We both fall to the floor. The stranger lies on his back and makes me ride him. Of course, I have to face away from him. Hey, as long as I’m getting his dick, I don’t care which direction I am facing. And, as it turns out, riding my anonymous lover like this has an added advantage - he is spanking my ass with reckless abandon!
     
    I hop up and down that dick, moaning my approval. The stranger pulls on the chain with every outburst. He certainly likes to correct me early and often. After a while, I have to weigh the benefits of moaning with the penalty of getting my neck snapped backward. Oh, what the hell, I could always wear a neck brace. The harder my lover fucks me, the more I moan. The more I moan, the more my lover chokes me with the chain. Something has to give.
     
    I ride my lover. I grind my hips. I bounce my