Desert Surrender
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The first photo made her gasp. It was indeed beautiful, and it bound her to him in ways she couldn’t imagine. By lacing her together, he’d bound their bodies, their very souls, given him complete control over her.
Her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing as he kissed her temple and whispered, “Who do you belong to?”
“You, Master. Only you. I love you, Maddox.” There was not one whiff of fear or regret at the words. She loved him, with all her heart. And she always would.
“Oh, Clarissa.” His voice was tight with emotion. “I love you too.” He reached between her legs and grasped her leash, pulling it up her body. He put a length of it in her mouth. “Come for me.”
She tugged on the leash and soared, pleasure arcing through her like wildfire. He lifted her hips, and she felt his slicked-up cock press at her anus and slide into her ass. He toyed with her lacings as he slowly thrust in and out of her.
Her body felt as if it were floating on air. He increased the tempo of his thrusts, then whispered, “Again.” Clarissa surrendered to his command, a second orgasm racing through her. And she knew there was nowhere else in the world she’d rather be than in her master’s arms.
THE END
Melinda Barron
Melinda Barron loves to explore Egyptian tombs and temples, discover Mayan ruins, play in castles towers, and explore new cities and countries. She generally does it all from the comfort of her home by opening a book.
Melinda is the fourth of five children born to an Army officer and his wife. A longtime newspaper journalist, Melinda has loved to read and write from an early age. Now she lives in the Texas Panhandle with two cats, Amelia and Pippin, and enough books to, according to her brother, open her own library. In addition to reading and writing Melinda enjoys travel, cross-stitching, watching movies and spending time with her friends and family.