The ’...Into You’ 2-Book Collection: Crash Into You, Melt Into You. Roni Loren

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СКАЧАТЬ With swift movements he slipped it over her eyes, pulling the knot taut in the back. Then a loud crack broke the quiet of the room, and her ass cheek lit on fire. She cried out, the sound muffled by the mattress.

      “Learn to keep your questions to yourself.”

      She balled her fists, ready to end it, to insist he stop. He’d hit her. But then warm, pleasant heat replaced the stinging in her skin, and her pussy throbbed in response. Fuck. What was wrong with her? She wasn’t supposed to like this. This was to help it get out of his system, not to inspire interest in hers.

      Footsteps padded on the carpet, and another strip wound around her right wrist. Reid’s hot palms slid up her arms, then moved her hands to rest above her head on the bed so he could bind her wrists together. Something silky brushed against the tops of her hands—the braided cord from the curtain. With a grunt and yank on the cord from Reid, her muscles were stretched, drawing her arms taut above her and securing her to the headboard.

      Instinctively, she tugged back, but the restraints only provided a hair of slack. She buried her face in the sheets and tried to steady her breathing. She was at his mercy. Blind and bound for whatever he chose to do to her.

      “Get on your knees.” He gripped her waist and helped her tuck her knees beneath her. Her face and breasts remained against the sheets, the restraints not allowing her to rise any higher. A gentle hand caressed her ass, smoothing over the area he had hit. “Do you know how fucking sexy you look with my handprint marking you?”

      She shook her head, but didn’t dare speak.

      His finger traced the cleft of her ass, brushing across her most private opening. She automatically tensed. “I have to tell you, Brynn. Spanking such a beautiful ass could get addictive. I’m not sure if I got enough out of the first time.”

      Before she could process what he was saying, the flat of his palm landed a sharp blow on her opposite cheek. She bit her lip and moaned, the pain/pleasure mix rocketing through her. “Can you take it, sugar? Handle what I’m planning to dish out?”

      She braced herself as his hand came down again and again, covering her ass and the backs of her thighs with stinging heat. He never slapped the same spot twice, but instead methodically covered every inch of virgin skin with his attention. Her back arched and she writhed, the heady buzz of pain and endorphins overloading her system and fogging her brain. To her mortification, hot moisture leaked down her thighs as if her body were begging for more.

      When the spanking ceased, gentle hands moved over her skin, soothing her. His voice was choppy, his breathing quick. “Have I scared you enough yet, Brynn? Are you ready to run?”

      She moaned into the sheets, half out of her mind with need. “For the love of God, please touch me.”

      His hands stilled as if he was shocked by her words. “What?”

      She parted her knees, opening herself to him, not caring at the moment what kind of girl that made her. “Please.”

      Tentatively, he moved his hand between her legs and dragged his fingers down her folds. Her entire body trembled, and a deep groan rumbled from his chest. “Jesus. You’re soaked.”

      Her hands flexed and fisted in the bindings as he pulled away. If he didn’t do something soon, she was going to lose it. Her words came out in a barely coherent jumble. “I need… I… You’re killing me.”

      “Son of a bitch.”

      The sound of clothes rustling filled her ears. Lord, she wished she could see him and touch his bare skin, but she knew she wouldn’t be granted that privilege tonight. He was trying to punish her, to scare her away. Only it wasn’t working. She wanted him more.

      The crackling of what she assumed was a condom wrapper replaced the other sounds, and the bed dipped around her. Strong hands grasped her hips and lifted, raising her backside fully and spreading her thighs to bare everything to him.

      “Is this what you want, Brynn?” The blunt head of his cock pressed against her opening.

      She tried to back into him, to force him into her, but the arm bindings bit into her wrists, holding her in place. “Yes.”

      “Tell me,” he growled. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

      Her breath quickened and the ache inside her hit the point of pain. “Fuck me, Reid. Please, fuck me.”

      With one swift thrust he buried himself inside her, causing her to arch and gasp. Her tissues stretched taut, trying to accommodate his size. She’d only been with one other guy, and he hadn’t been nearly this big. Being filled so completely was ­overwhelming.

      Reid hummed with pleasure, but held himself still inside her. “Fuck, baby, you’re tight. Am I hurting you?”

      The small break in his hardened demeanor made her melt beneath him. She shook her head, all of her senses on fire. “Don’t stop.”

      He grunted and the bed dipped again as he leaned down and draped his hard chest against her back. One hand slid down her stomach to her pelvis and parted her curls. With a roughened finger, he stroked her clit, and began to pump into her from behind. Lightning rushed through her veins as she tiptoed on the edge of release. In and out. The sweet glide of him against her delicate tissues driving her mad. She gritted her teeth, trying to hold herself back from falling into the abyss. She would wait for his permission. Would prove that she could do it.

      Sweat slicked their bodies as Reid picked up the pace and relentlessly fucked her, stroking her hot button all the while. “You ready, baby?”

      Her body quivered beneath him, no longer in her conscious control. “God, yes.”

      “Come for me, Brynn.” His fingers pinched her clit and rolled it between his fingers, eliciting a scream from deep in her throat. Her nerve endings exploded, electric bliss crashing over her in all-encompassing waves.

      She continued to cry out with each ripple of climax, her voice turning hoarse way before she was able to quiet herself. Reid increased his tempo, diving into her with frantic thrusts. Her body rippled around him, milking him with her orgasm, and a low moan sliced through the air as he found his own release.

      When they both had gone silent and their breathing had slowed, he pressed his lips to the spot between her shoulder blades and eased out. Her legs collapsed beneath her, and she sank fully into the bed, too exhausted to even lift her head. She had no idea what Reid was doing, but at the moment she didn’t care. Her eyelids fluttered closed behind the blindfold.

      “Hey, wake up, sugar,” Reid said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

      Brynn blinked, the lamplight of the room burning her eyes. “Did I fall asleep?”

      He brushed the dampened hair off her forehead, his expression guarded. “Just for a few minutes. I tried to let you rest for a little while, but we should probably get out of here. Jace’s sister will be home in a few hours.”

      She lifted herself on her elbows and saw that she was no longer bound and that Reid had thrown a blanket over her. “Can you get my clothes?”

      He stood and grabbed her things from the floor. “Here, do you need me to help you?”

      She smiled. “I think СКАЧАТЬ