Freeing Her (Irresistibly Bound 4)

“Yes,” Faith murmured. “Please.”

Eve continued to strike her with the crop, one cheek after the other, the leather tip biting into her skin. Her whole body began to burn, her core flaring hot and bright, her veins flooding with adrenaline and desire.

She didn’t know how long she lay there for, thrashing and squirming as Eve assailed her with the riding crop, loud cracks echoing through the room. The next thing she was aware of was a cooling hand on her ass. She peered over her shoulder, straining against the ropes binding her. Eve kneeled next to her, caressing her freshly spanked ass cheeks.

Faith lay back down with a sigh. Eve’s touch felt exquisite. As the pain faded, she felt the warmth from her cheeks spreading deep into her. Eve’s touch on her sensitized skin went from soothing to electrifying, sending sparks slithering between her lower lips. The fact that her legs were tied together only intensified the heat between them.

Faith ground against the bed, trying to put out the fire within. She let out a whimper.

Eve slid her hand down, forcing it between Faith’s bound thighs, her fingers pushing into Faith’s slit. “Do you see now? All that pain has primed your body for pleasure. And how I love seeing you so ready and eager.” She drew her hand back up, tracing a wet finger over Faith’s ass cheek. “Had enough of pain? Ready for some pleasure?”

“Yes,” Faith whispered. She arched her back, urging Eve’s fingers into where she wanted them .

Eve turned Faith onto her back and began untying her ankles. They were already trying to break free. Once her bonds were undone, Eve pulled Faith’s panties from where they were tangled around her ankles, tossing them behind her, and pushed Faith’s legs apart.

Anticipation flared inside her. Eve clawed her way up Faith’s thighs, coming to rest with her head between them. Faith strained toward her, anticipation flaring inside. With her wrists still bound to the headboard, she couldn’t move far.

“Eve,” she whined.

Eve grabbed onto Faith’s waist and drew her fingernails down Faith’s sides, leaving long pink scratches behind. Still, she didn’t give Faith what she so clearly wanted. Faith writhed and twisted about, but it was futile. Defeated, she settled back against the bed, lying still.

After what felt like an eternity, Eve parted Faith’s lips with her tongue and ran it up Faith’s slit. Faith shuddered. The way Eve swirled her tongue over Faith’s folds and probed at her swollen nub set her whole body alight.

Faith bucked and writhed, overcome. Her ass still stung, a ghost of the earlier pain, but it was like the spanking had charged her body. Now, after only minutes, she was ready to explode.

“Eve. Oh, Eve—”

Faith cried out, ecstasy surging through her. Her muscles tightened, her thighs clenching around Eve’s head and her arms pulling at the ropes. Eve continued, milking every last drop of pleasure from her until her body went slack, unable to take any more.

Faith let her head fall to the side. The silk pillow was cool against her warm cheek. Distantly, she felt Eve’s hands at her wrists, untying the ropes that bound them. She was barely aware of her body, having been reduced to a puddle of lust.

Eve drew Faith’s arms back down, pulling her close and kissing her. A soft murmur escaped her. Although Eve’s kisses were gentle, there was a need in them, a possessiveness mixed with desire. Faith’s hands drifted lazily down Eve’s body, feeling her curves. Eve quivered at her touch.

“Faith.” She cupped Faith’s cheeks in her hands. “Do you want to please me?”

“Yes,” Faith replied. “Always.”

Eve lay her hands on Faith’s shoulders, pushing them downward in a wordless command. Faith crawled down Eve’s body, exploring every part of her Mistress with her lips. Her neck, which smelled of perfume mixed with Eve’s natural scent. Her collarbone, her shoulders, her breasts, round and full. Those delightful pink nipples that pebbled between her lips and under her tongue. Her stomach, soft and smooth, her hips and thighs. That soft hair between them.

Eve shifted against her, her hips pushing out. Faith drew her lips up to where Eve’s thighs met and slid her tongue into Eve’s slit. She snaked it up and down, relishing the sweetness of Eve’s arousal, letting Eve’s scent flood her. A purr rumbled through Eve’s body, her hand falling to Faith’s head. She threaded her fingers through Faith’s hair, pulling her in harder.

Faith worked her mouth between Eve’s legs, her tongue flickering and lips sucking. Eve let out a fevered moan, her hips rising up into Faith. Faith hooked her arms under Eve’s thighs. Eve’s legs settled on her shoulders.

“Yes,” Eve said. “Worship me.”

Faith worshiped the goddess before her with wild abandon. Faith needed to please her, to serve her, to take her to the same heights of pleasure Eve had brought her to. She lost herself, drunk on Eve, consumed by her. She was Eve’s, body, mind, and soul.

This was the surrender she craved.

She felt the pressure building within Eve’s body.

“Oh yes,” Eve said. “Oh, Faith!”

A heartbeat later, Eve shattered around her, her cries of surrender filling the room. Faith didn’t stop until Eve edged away, overcome.

They fell back down to the bed together, their bodies wrapped around each other. Faith could feel the rise and fall of Eve’s chest against her own. Eve pressed her lips against Faith’s with a tenderness that was so unlike the woman who had been raining blows down on her with a riding crop just minutes ago. Or had it been hours? Faith didn’t know. She didn’t care. All that mattered was Eve. Faith ju

st wanted to drown in her skin.