by Cee Smith
My tongue was vigorous in its exploration of her depths. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and lapped at her greedily.
“Don’t stop!” Her voice was raspy with need. I looked up at the sound of her chains clanking and saw her arms stretched as wide as the chains would allow and her fists clenching. I sunk two fingers into her and listened to the metal rattle out her need. Her hips rose up to meet the fingers pumping into her.
“Don’t you dare come yet!” I growled as I felt the beginning clutches of her orgasm.
“I’m going to—” She wasn’t able to finish the sentence before I pulled off of her, leaving her dangling on the precipice of an orgasm.
“Ugh!” She banged her fists against the headboard as she stared at me still positioned between her legs.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you’re angry?” I smiled at her just before I dropped down again to kiss the top of her mound. I took turns nipping and kissing her skin as I made my way up to her breasts. Her nipples stiffened as I flitted between the two, laving and sucking until she cried out with need for more.
“Please. This is torture.”
“Oh, I could find more satisfying ways to torture you.”
Rising up on my knees, I pumped my dick slowly as her eyes followed the up and down of my hand. Her legs fell open, and I continued fisting my cock at the sight of her slickened pink lips and hardened clit, begging for my attention.
I didn’t make her wait long. I grabbed her hip with one hand and sunk my dick in as far as it would go.
“Ahh!” She screamed as I rammed into her. I had been on edge all night, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out long. It had been so long, and I missed the feel of her around me, pulling me in deeper.
I leaned down, taking a nipple between my teeth. Her hips bucked as I sucked and I began rubbing her clit furiously as I felt her body begin to tense up.
“Dominic?”
“Yes, baby. Come for me. Let me hear it!”
“Dominic!” Her screams were muffled from my hand clenched over her mouth. I gripped her thigh hard with my other hand as I felt my own release near. My breath caught in my throat with the first jet of my come. I bellowed an animalistic cry that ripped from my throat, taking Hailey and me by surprise. She panted through the last few thrusts of my release, and I collapsed on top of her when I had nothing left in me to give.
I climbed up her body, releasing her from her shackles and was stopped by the grin stretching across her face. She looked as if she was barely containing a laugh.
“Go on,” I said as I continued unlocking the cuffs. Her wrists weren’t even fully free before she burst out into a fit of giggles, the chain clanking wildly against the wall as her hands moved about. “All right, all right, hold still.”
When her hands were free, she tackled me against the bed, encouraging me to join her in laughter.
“What was the point of covering my mouth, if you were just going to shout it to the whole house that we were having sex?” I pulled her into my side and she let the last of her laughter die as she rested her head on my chest.
“I have a present for you, but I’ve been debating whether I wanted to give it to you now or later,” I said as I teased her hair through my fingers while she kissed my chest.
“Is this where you spoil me?”
“Maybe. What’ll it be?”
She sat up, folding her legs excitedly. I made my way to the closet where I had stashed her surprise, and when I came back out, her body was leaned to the side, attempting to see the small box concealed in the palm of my hand behind my back. When I pulled the box from the closet, I still wasn’t sure the words I would say or how I would say them, but I had waited long enough. After months of being together, I was sure that she wanted this as much as I did.
Hailey turned to the side of the bed as I made my way to stand in front of the nightstand.
“Noooo,” she said happily clutching her chest as I dropped to one knee.
“Hailey. You are everything I never knew I wanted, more than I could have hoped for in my life. I love you. I’ve known for two years that you are my life. Tell me that I’m yours and that you’ll marry me.”
“I love you, too. So much. You have come to mean so much to me. Of course, I’ll spend the rest of my life with you.” She held out her left hand, while wiping tears from her eyes with her right hand. I placed the ring on her finger and kissed beneath the Asscher-cut diamond that sparkled in absolute darkness.
“As long as we’re together, I’ll do anything for you.”
She pulled me back up the bed, planting kisses along my neck before she captured my lips, her velvet tongue skipping across mine like a stone cast across a pond.
“You would propose naked, you perv.” She pushed my chest as I leaned in for another kiss.
“Some of our best memories don’t include clothes. I’m just keeping with tradition.”
If you’ve made it this far and are still reading, let me start by thanking you! It seems unreal to get to the part of the writing process where I’m writing acknowledgments, so if you’ve followed along with me to this point, thank you so very much!
Who’s next: mom or husband? Honestly, as I write this I’m still deciding whether to tell my mom I wrote this book because I’d rather her think that I write about puppies and flowers and shit than sex-crazed deviants. I am still her little girl, after all. The truth of the matter is if she didn’t encourage me to read I would have never found out how much I love writing. Thanks mom, for reading my adolescent stories of blood, guts, and beheadings and not having me committed for it. Over the years I got lost but it was always your voice that led me back to my one true passion.
Which leads me to my husband, E, without your support in every facet of my life I have no idea what I’d be doing right now. Thank you for your strength and encouragement. Not many people can deal with my independence. Which makes you absolutely one of a kind. By the way, I love you fiercely!
My friends and family, thanks for sticking by me even though I may have neglected you during these last few months while I’ve been working on my “Top Secret” project!
To my beta readers who took a chance on reading something that could have been absolute crap and most likely was at one point or another, thank you!
If editing were left up to me I probably wouldn’t have published this book, so thanks to Erica for all her hard work spinning my writings into something I can be proud of.
Jennifer, my book buddy and all around soundboard for everything reading and writing, I really lucked out when I asked you to beta read for me. I can’t thank you enough for just being there for me, especially during my roughest days.
To Stylo—there aren’t many authors I’ve come across that help other aspiring authors in the way you do. You saved me countless hours and steered me away from a few nervous breakdowns. You always seem to know just what to say to pick me back up.
A special thanks to all the blogs that have helped me by encouraging me to pursue my dream, promoting my first baby, and providing me with an endless list of what to read next.
Madame Neda, thanks for being the best pimp a newbie could ever ask for.
Crystal, you have no idea what you started when you recommended THAT book. You’ve created a monster!
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“Beggin for Thread” by BANKS
“I Hate Everything About You” by Three Days Grace
“Set Fire To The Rain” by Adele
“Dollhouse” by Melanie Martinez
“MakeDamnSure” by Taking Back Sunday
“Don’t Forget Me” by Red Hot Chili Peppers
“Never Let Me Go” by Florence and the Machine
“Flawless” by The Neighbourhood
“Animals” by Maroon 5
“Eat You Alive” by Limp Bizkit
“Swimming” by Florence and the Machine
“Closer” by Nine Inch Nails
“Change” by Deftones
Cee Smith is a lover of the written word. Since first learning how to string a sentence together, she’s been putting pen to paper and hasn’t looked back. Though she’s no longer obsessed with blood and gore, the dark side still calls to her, often finding refuge in her current writings. Her addiction to reading is what finally inspired her to take a chance at publishing.
A California native, currently residing in North Carolina with her husband. She loves salacious stories, true love and forbidden romances—the more angst the better. Other than reading and writing, some of her other obsessions are peanut butter (don’t get her started), Michael Fassbender, and watching tv.
She loves talking about the creative process and what books she’s reading, so feel free to shoot her a line. Or if you just want to say hi that’s fine too. She swears she’ll respond.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Epilogue
Acknowledgments
Soundtrack
About the Author