Trusting the Knot
Submitted by Kara Winters
“Spread your legs wide,” Anderson said with a husky voice. He kept his eyes on me, only watching my face as I obeyed his command and pushed my thighs apart slowly. He reached out and stroked the side of my face with the backs of his knuckles. His fingers moved up until they were threaded into my hair, pulling my head back so that I could look nowhere else but his beautiful, heated eyes.
“Start to rub your pussy again until you are about to come. But do not finish yourself off, do you understand?”
My lips parted, my breath quickening.
“Answer me, Sasha,” he warned and I felt my stomach flip.
“Y-es, Sir,” I said with a shaky voice. I placed my fingers back against my tender flesh and began to rub once more. The peak I had almost achieved was still there, waiting for its release. I felt his hand tighten against my scalp, causing a flash of pain and excitement. I gritted my teeth and rubbed faster.
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“When you come, you come because I allow you to do so. And you will not sneak around like this again, playing with yourself like a little teenage girl,” he explained. The words dripped from his lips, dragging me closer to madness.
“Yes, Sir,” I answered. “I’m sorry.”
“Yes, you are,” he replied, his fingers pulling harder. “You’re my property this summer, and only mine.”
I bit my bottom lip in the hopes that it would stop me from coming, but it did little to help.
“May…May I come?” I asked meekly.
“I won’t answer you when you talk like that again.”
“May I come, Sir?” I tried with a much louder voice.
“Yes. And you will thank me for allowing you to orgasm.”
About the Author
Kara Winters grew up sneaking in all the romance novels she could reach for on her grandmother’s bookshelves. Her love for a good story inspired her to pursue writing as a career and led to her published debut novel in 2013 entitled ‘Working Out the Kinks’. Currently she lives in Los Angeles and is a member of the RWA (Romance Writers of America), as well as the Los Angeles branch of the guild. If she is not at home in front of her laptop, Kara is out shopping for vinyl records, exploring the LACMA, or cruising up the California coastline, looking for inspiration to her next book.