Warnings: This title contains elements of BDSM like bondage, spanking, submission and domination.
Word Count: 109,204
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Melissa, Sizzling Hot Books
"There are so many different stories in Love Bound that you are “bound” to find one that pleases you. From couples who are comfortable in their dominant/submissive roles to slavers searching for the next “Black Rose” slave, each story combines the passion of bondage and sex...If rough and possessive sex is what you love, you will adore Love Bound."
From Office Games by J.E. Taylor: I was driving him crazy and I paused to smile, grazing him with my eyes as I reached for the syrup. Ah the belly button, an inny, so much more fun to drizzle with chocolate. I poured, letting it overflow so thin streams ran from the bounty. I licked each wayward path back to the source, sucking the last traces from his belly button, slowly rolling my tongue to get it all.
He tilted his head back and whispered, “Heidi.”
I moved lower, taking his hard member in my mouth, licking the tip. Warm chocolate rained over his hard cock, streams running down his ample length. I licked slowly. “Yummy.” I heard the deeper tone of my voice, this slow seduction driving me as mad as it was driving him.
I moved lower and his smile of ecstasy faded. I grazed his hips with my lips and then ran my bare teeth in miniscule bites up the inside of his thigh. I could see him straining against the hand cuffs.
He let out a small laugh at my request. “Yeah, right.”
I offered him a laugh of my own.
I kissed his thigh. “Beg.” My hair fanned out over his hard shaft as I moved my way down the inside of his leg with my mouth. I wanted to taste every damn inch. When I reached one ankle, I started my way up the other leg. Not really listening to his plea between the grumble in his chest.
“Please, I want your mouth. I want to cum in your mouth.” His voice no more than a hoarse whisper, blocked by the well of passion building.
“Not yet.” I licked the tip of his hard cock and then moved up his body again.
He tilted his head back. “Please. You’re driving me insane.”
I kissed him, putting my full weight on his body and running my hands up his arms, feeling them quiver under my touch. “Tell me.” I said against his lips. He opened his mouth, welcoming my tongue, slow at first and then increasing speed until I pulled away, out of breath. God, he certainly knew how to kiss. I pushed the blind fold up for a moment.
His deep blue eyes looked back. ‘Tell you what?”
“Tell me what I want to hear and I’ll give you what you want.”
His smile faltered. “What do you want to hear?” He stalled.
I put the blindfold back in place and grazed his lips with mine, continuing the mad exploration of his body with my lips and chocolate, giving him physical previews of what he wanted, but not the full commitment.
“Untie me,” he said as I worked my way back to his lips again. A light sheen of sweat covered him, salty and sweet mixed with the chocolate, wetting my appetite further. I knew he was getting impatient, I knew exactly what he wanted. Me, I just wanted three little words that I already knew were in his heart.
“No.” I whispered. I began to lick small patches of skin on his chest and blow, watching as he alternated between goose bumps and flush as I worked my way down his chest.
“God, you’re driving me crazy!”
I chuckled. “I don’t ever want you to forget this.”
His baritone laugh, rich and shaky filled the room. “Like that’s ever going to happen.”