Bound to Submit

His big hand came down on top of hers. “That’s right. Hold on,” he said, bottoming out inside her. He held himself there. “Christ, you’re tight, and it’s so damn good.”

“Oh, God, Griffin. Fuck me, please,” she rasped.

He withdrew on a long, slow stroke that made her absolutely crazy, and then he smacked her ass. “Don’t rush me, baby. I’ve waited so long for this. We both have.” He penetrated again just as slow. “Damn,” he gritted out.

Trapped as she was against the headboard, her breasts against the wooden slats, and him all around her, all Kenna could do was accept what he’d give her. But that still didn’t keep her from pushing back and trying to use her thighs to lift and lower herself.

“Be still,” he said, his tone dropping into the stern gruffness of his Dom voice. “Be still and take my fucking cock.”

Oh, damn. Him commanding her made her need it even more. “Griffin,” she whined.

His hips continued to move at that torturous pace, and his free hand started moving again, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding up to surround her throat. She let out a moan as he applied pressure that bent her back against his chest, her head reclining on his shoulder. “You want it faster, Kenna?”

“Yes,” she rasped.

“You want it harder?”

Oh, God. “Please.”

“Then I want your hand between your legs. Now. Make yourself come, baby,” he said.

She released the headboard and dropped her left hand between her legs. Before, she hadn’t been a lefty, but she was way too aroused for that to matter. And with the way his cock was rubbing her G-spot, it wasn’t going to take her long to get there.

The minute she touched herself, Griffin gave her exactly what she wanted.

Hard. Fast. Everything.

Still holding her arched against his chest and shoulder with one hand on her throat and the other on her hip, his hips flew against her, his cock sinking deep over and over and over again. The pitched angle from behind meant that his cock stroked her G-spot on every thrust—hard, making her wetter and wetter and creating an urgent pressure inside her. Her fingers circled her clit firm and fast, and she held her breath as the orgasm closed in on her.

“Gonna...come,” she managed.

“I want it, Kenna. Come on my cock.”

She hung on the precipice for a long moment, and Griffin’s grip on her throat tightened, a silent command.

It was enough. Breath burst out of her as the orgasm detonated deep in her cunt, her muscles contracting so hard that she pushed Griffin out of her. Her juices ran down the insides of her thighs as she shook and moaned.

“More,” he demanded as he pushed into her again. “Feel how wet that pussy is. So damn good.”

“Oh, Griffin.” She circled her clit again, shuddering and moaning at the friction.

“Yeah,” he said in a hushed tone. “I’m here and I’ve got you, Kenna.” His arms banded around her whole upper body, like bondage of flesh and bone, and then he sank back onto his haunches, holding her on top of his lap. Between the strength of his arms and the leverage of her thighs, they fucked each other in a sweaty, frenzied, grinding rhythm that had her heart pounding and her pulse racing and her fingers moving faster.

Their movements became more desperate, more raw. The sounds of sex filled the room. Wet, smacking skin on skin. Harsh breaths. The bed creaking against the wall and floor.

And it was all too much to bear. The orgasm caught her by surprise so that she screamed and grunted as it crashed over her. Her whole body shook from the force of it.

“Jesus Christ,” Griffin rasped. In a quick series of movements, he took them down to the bed, rolled her on her back, and pinned her down flat with his greater body weight. “Remember this?” he asked with an evil smile on his face.

She did, and all she could do was moan as he used his body to restrain her—legs on the outside of hers, holding them down; his ridged stomach pressed to hers; and one of his arms holding hers down above her head. And then he used his free hand to guide his cock to her wet opening. His length made him a master at this position, and it destroyed her every time because it forced the thick root of his dick to grind against her clit on every stroke.