Page 77 of Bound By Her

Draped over the horse stall, his pale skin was laid bare for her. Each strike painting a delicious shade of pink, blooming against cream. His white ass always took her marks beautifully.

The riding crop swung effortlessly through the air, landing expertly on his right ass cheek. Adria watched as Seth’s breathing slowed, and he flinched less with each strike. It was a sign that he was moving into subspace.

A limbo state of mind. Different for everyone, some submissives described it as a floaty sensation, or a space where their mind turned off. Either way, it was humbling the way Seth was able to fall into this state with her.

Pressing her thumb to his lips, Adria waited. She knew the moment would come—that inevitable surrender.When his mouth finally parted, she eased her thumb inside, feeling the wet heat of him. His tongue curled around her, tentative at first, then deliberate. When he gave a gentle suck, a sharp breath caught in her throat.

Desire pooled low in her belly, but she pushed it aside.

Circling behind him, she dragged her slick thumb down the line of his spine, pressing it to his entrance. He tensed immediately, but she only traced slow, teasing circles, testing him. The way his body reacted—small flinches, a barely contained shudder—sent a thrill through her.

When he squirmed, she didn’t hesitate. The crop cracked against his skin in warning.

“Fuck,” he breathed, his beautiful face twisting in anticipation.

She let the moment stretch, drinking in the sight of him—taut muscles, the flush of submission creeping down his back.

Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a vibrating plug and held it before his lips. “Open.”

He hesitated. The defiance was instinctual, but predictable.

A flicker of resistance, then—reluctantly—his lips parted.

She arched a brow. “Do you always have to say no before you say yes?”

She ran her fingers over the plug’s smooth surface. Medium-sized, its curved design would keep it snugly in place. Pressing the object into his mouth, Adria felt a flush growing up her neck.

Moving behind him, she traced cool lube along the rim of his entrance, circling, teasing, feeling him tense and then, that sweet, inevitable moment when he yielded.

Retrieving the plug from his mouth, she dragged her nails down his back, savoring the way his breath hitched. Then, with steady pressure, she pushed it in.

His body locked, resisting for just a second, then softened around the intrusion. A quiet sigh escaping him.

The satisfaction that curled inside her was sharp and sweet.

“You’re doing such a good job,” she said.

Adria didn’t just mean in this moment. Seth was born for this. Kaydon enjoyed the game, but with Seth, it was in these moments that he truly shined.

She checked the plug’s placement and pulled up her phone app. With a few buttons, she started the item on the lowest vibration.

Kaydon, right on time, pulled the barn door open.

“You wanted to see me, bo—” he said, stopping short when he saw the scene in front of him.

Adria didn’t acknowledge Kaydon, instead she directed her words to Seth.

“Stand up and turn around,” she said, brushing her hand across his shoulder.

Seth stood, and as he turned, she increased the vibration on the plug. His knees buckled, and he grabbed onto the stall railing for support.

Seth was rock hard, and his flushed, wet face made her want to devour him whole. Those freckles and fuck-me lips were going to be the death of her.

Kaydon shifted. “Please tell me I’m getting in on this?”

“Get on your knees and crawl to your brother.”

Adria’s command sliced through the air, sharp and undeniable.

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