The Commander's Woman (Abducted 2)

He stroked her cheek. “Laiya, does this mean that you want to…?”

She knew what he was asking, and tears prickled at her eyes as she shook her head.

He kissed her temple, the light brush of his lips igniting a flash fire across her skin.

“I know you don’t trust me yet, my love, but I will do whatever you want.” He took her hand and kissed her palm, sending her pulse thrumming. “You may not want me to touch you, but I saw the way you were looking at me on the video.” He stepped back, exposing his naked body to her view. “Do you want to touch me?”

She hesitated. The thought of stroking his hard, taut muscles, of wrapping her hand around his incredible cock, sent her senses into a whirl. The need must have shown clearly in her eyes.

“What if you knew there was no way I could touch you in return?”

Her hot gaze glided over his broad shoulders to his bulging arms, caressed his muscular chest and torso, then came to rest on his enormous cock.

She nodded.

He turned and walked toward the door. She discarded the shirt she still clung to, then grabbed the robe from the cupboard and slipped it on as she hurried after him.

He led her into his room and stepped to a panel on the wall. He typed something in, then opened a sliding door about a foot square and retrieved some black bands from inside.

He wrapped one around each of his wrists and handed her a small device, about the size and shape of her small, oval MP3 player. The device had two round buttons beside each other. When she glanced at Larson again, he stood at one end of the room, his hands pressed against the wall about a foot from his head on either side.

“Press the button on the right,” he instructed.

She did. A loud hum sounded. Then there was silence.

“I am now at your mercy.”

“Yeah, right.”

Did he really expect her to trust a pair of cuffs to keep her safe from his lust? If he got too turned on and lost control, he’d simply break free from the cloth bands and ravage her.

“If you don’t believe me, come and test them.”

She dropped the control device on his bedside table, then stepped to his side and tried to slip her finger between the cloth and his skin, but the band conformed exactly to the shape of his wrist. She pushed on the outside of the band, but it didn’t give. It felt as firm and hard as steel. She grabbed his arm and tried to pull it from the wall, but it wouldn’t budge.

Standing back, she stared at him skeptically.

“Eva, move back a bit more.”

She did, and he dropped forward. She gasped, but the movement of his body jolted to a halt. Muscles bulged down his arms as his wrists, fastened tight to the wall, held the full weight of his body.

“Now…do…you…believe…me?”

She nodded, and he pulled himself back against the wall.

“I’m all yours.”

She smiled as she realized the implications of the situation. She could do whatever she wanted to him without danger. She had her own personal man-toy.

Her nipples tingled, and her pussy throbbed. She opened her robe and dropped it to the floor, watching the lust in his eyes blaze brightly. Her gaze locked on his huge cock. As she stroked her nipples, it twitched. She couldn’t resist. She reached out and touched it, her fingers gliding over the hot, rigid flesh. It felt divine. She wrapped her fingers around h

im and stroked. The look of rapture on his face held her in awe. She kissed his hard, muscle-ridged shoulder, then down the silk-over-steel flesh to one nipple. She dabbed it playfully with her tongue, then sucked hard. He gasped.

She kissed down his rigid stomach, over the rippling muscles, then pushed her twirling tongue into his navel. She leaned back on her heels and admired his erection. At least nine inches of hot, marble-hard flesh. She stroked it, feeling the soft kid-leather flesh glide over the rigid muscle beneath.

His cock was incredible. Her pussy twitched, wanting it inside her. She slid her body up his, dragging her nipples against him. He moaned. She skimmed her hands up his arms, then linked her fingers with his. Feeling powerful as she held his hands against the wall, she kissed the nook where his neck met his shoulder, then sucked. When she glanced at the red welt she’d raised, a sense of satisfaction whirled through her at the thought she’d marked him as her own.

She slid her hands to his pelvis, stroking around but not touching his twitching cock. Finally, she crouched down and grasped him around the base, then swallowed him deep and sucked. He groaned. She cupped his balls as she slid back, releasing him, then licked his cock from end to end. Swallowing the head, she twirled her tongue around the ridge. His balls tightened, and his whole body stiffened.