This is an excerpt from "Ripped & TwiSTeD" by Jennifer Lasalle Edwards. It has been reprinted here with permission. This excerpt is sponsored by LELO.

“Tonight, Faith Ann, not a word. Do you hear me? I do not want to hear a sound come from you. Understand?”

I actually am rendered speechless by the tone of his commands. I dumbly nod. He places a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. Kneeling, he pushes me back to lay down and leans over to pull out a pair of leather cuffs from beneath one of the pillows which he buckles closed over each of my wrists. He obviously came prepared. He hooks the two swivel clamps together so that my wrists are bound together and cannot move more than a few inches apart. He raises my arms to lie above my head.

“Don’t move them.”

Now I’m not allowed to make a sound or move my arms? I furrow my brow and open my mouth, but Slade puts his hand lightly over my mouth.

“Don’t make me gag you, Faith.”

There is no smile or smirk or even a hint that he’s joking. When he lifts his hand from my mouth, I close it making a tight line with my lips to show him that I intend to stay silent.

“Tonight, it’s about me. I get to do what I want to do. Is that clear?”

I nod. I tingle. He glides his hand across my cheek down to my neck. His mouth is against my ear, and I feel his breath as he speaks.

“Right now, I can’t decide if I’m going to let you cum tonight or not. Let’s see how good you can be. Can you earn your orgasm, Fae?”

I take a sharp breath in, and my stomach flips for the second time this night. He bites my earlobe and licks down my neck. He licks and sucks and nips along my clavicle to my shoulder. I bite my bottom lip to keep from sighing.

“Do you know how perfect you look right now?”

I close my eyes and feel the heat of embarrassment crawling across my flesh. Slade never says pretty words to me. Hell, we don’t truly talk to each other when we’re deep in our kink.

“God, your tits,” he sucks one nipple, catches the barbell and twists and pulls. I feel the moan rising in my throat and concentrate on suppressing it. He moves to the other nipple.

“Gorgeous.” He pulls and sucks and twists. I am wet, and it’s not just from the shower. His tongue laps my stomach, and my body shivers as he works his way down. He plants a kiss between my legs.

“The prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

I am burning with a blush that is a mix of distress from his flattery and heated desire. His fingers open my lips as he uses his elbows to nudge my legs further apart.

“So wet.” I feel his tongue trace up and around my slit. “You taste sweeter than any other pussy, too.”

I roll my head to the side and bite my shoulder as I feel his assault on my clit begin. A few laps of the tongue before he grasps it between his teeth lightly to suck. I swear I am going to lose it. I writhe against his mouth as he begins stroking my nub with his wicked tongue again. I think that keeping my moans quiet is the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. Just when I believe that I’m going to break skin biting my shoulder, he stops.

This is the first time that I open my eyes since I first squeezed them shut. He is kneeling between my legs, perfect looking. His cock is sticking straight up, thick, hard, and glorious. At this moment, I want it shoved deep in my mouth.

“Over,” he says as he lifts on my left hip. I roll sideways, then on to my stomach, with his help, still holding my arms above my head. He rubs my ass, circling his hands across the cheeks.

“So fucking beautiful.”

Smack.

An audible gasp is released from me.

Smack. Smack.

I bury my head into the sheets trying to push my face deep into the mattress to smother any noises. I feel Slade kiss my bum. There is a span of seconds where I feel nothing except Slade moving on the bed.

“I bought you something, Fae.”

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