Love Me (Love The Way Duet #3) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Love The Way Duet Series by W. Winters
Series: Willow Winters
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Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
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Heat floods through me. My hand flexes with the need to feel her skin redden beneath it.

“You had rules before,” I state, my body already responding to hers. I’m hard and ready to take her. However, I’m not focused on myself in the slightest. All my attention is on her. “Today, you’re mine, and from here on out, no other rules matter. Not the company’s rules, not Kamden’s rules. No formal rules except the ones we make right now. Even the fucking law is irrelevant. Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir,” she says breathlessly as I round her, pacing and making certain she hears everything crystal clear.

“Give me your wrists.” Ella offers them to me with sweet submission.

I take them in mine with one hand and lead her to the bed. With the fireplace crackling in the corner, she’ll be warm here, but not too hot. Her body temperature, like everything else, is important to me. I don’t want her to overheat. I also don’t want her to shiver.

Nothing but pain and pleasure. Punishment and security.

“Lie down on the bed,” I say, loosening my black silk tie, leaving me in gray suit pants and a button-down that will both be on the floor in a matter of time.

Ella lies back on the bed, her body spread out before me, and I turn to my next task.

I tie her down slowly, like it’s the most important thing I’ve ever done. It is the most important thing I’ve ever done. Each new moment with her becomes the most important. All of them will build on each other until she’s whole again.

With her hands secured above her head, tied to the headboard, I put a spreader bar between her ankles. The clicks of the restraints resonate in the room. Fuck, she’s gorgeous.

My jailbird is completely exposed to me now. She’s completely vulnerable to me. Bound to the bed by my own hands. As I complete her bindings, I speak to her, adding one light kiss to her lips.

Otherwise, I don’t touch her. Only necessary touches that leave goosebumps in their wake.

I won’t touch her until we’ve discussed the rules and she acknowledges them and agrees. The kiss was the only exception.

“Rule number one, Ella.” Her eyes come to mine as she waits silently. “You will not leave my side unless I agree to it. Ever.”

I swallow thickly, knowing how extreme it is. Given what occurred, it is a requirement from here on out.

A second passes, her eyes on mine. She listens, she hears it … and ultimately, she agrees.

“Yes, sir.” She’s eager to please me. As a reward I slide my fingertips over her soft folds. Her back bows slightly and a soft murmur spills from her lips. She’s ready, slick for me, but not as ready as she will be when I’m finished. I stroke her clit with my thumb. A few seconds. That’s all. Reinforcing her obedience.

Her chest rises and falls with her heavy breaths. Standing beside the bed, I slowly unbutton my shirt. “What’s rule number two?” she whispers.

I reach into the side table, taking out a butt plug and the small bottle beside it. Applying adequate lube, I warm it for her. “Rule number two. No alcohol again. Ever. Unless I give it to you.”

Ella’s friends say she doesn’t have addiction issues. Damon agrees there’s a difference between misuse and addiction. Right now, she’s not allowed to use alcohol as a crutch, though. If she’s triggered while inebriated … she will spiral faster. I have to contain her.

The bed groans as I place my hand on it and lean to tower over her. I look deeply into Ella’s eyes. “Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir,” she answers without hesitation.

A moment passes as I move to the foot of the bed so I can do as I please. I angle her hips slightly, lifting the spreader bar and twisting it enough to give me access to what I want, and push the plug gently inside her. Ella gasps a little, her hips rocking back and forth. I rub a small circle over her clit as her reward.

“That’s my good girl,” I tell her.

My praise and small touches have Ella close already. I can see that in the trembling of her muscles. Part of me wants to let her come, but I pull away. Her hooded eyes snap to mine.

“There were boundaries you and James had, correct?”

She blinks, seemingly startled by the question. Perhaps by the mention of James. I don’t miss how the cords in her neck tighten as she swallows. “Yes,” she replies slowly.

“What are they?”

“I’m not sure I can remember them all.” She gives a small shake of her head as if she’s reluctant to even try.

“You know some of them, which brings me to rule number three. When you discover another trigger, you will confide in me immediately. You will run to me. You will cry in my arms. You will break for me and me alone. I share your pleasure, jailbird, and that means I also share your pain. Is that understood?”


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