Haze Read Online Deborah Bladon

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
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"Haze, Isla."

"Haze," I repeat.

He moves back to look at me. His eyes focused solely on my face. "You don't know what you do to me. You can't understand what this means to me."

I nod as I bite my bottom lip, stalling the emotion that I'm feeling. "Please, sir."

His hand catches the handle of the crop. He brings it up into my view. His other hand stroking its length before it settles on the leather tongue at the top.

I moan the moment he lowers it to my cheek. He pulls it along, the leather warm and hard. "Slow tonight, beautiful Isla. We'll go slow."

I nod in response, not even sure that there are words I can form.

The leather glides along my chin, down my neck and across my chest. I stare up and into his face, watching the subtle nuances as his brows lift when the leather circles my nipple. I'm so aroused that they ache, they ache already and he has barely touched them.

I cry out when he slaps my right nipple with the leather. The pain only silenced by the pleasure in his breathing. He moans slightly. It's so soft that if there was any rustling in the room beyond the movement of his shirt as he reaches forward, I'd miss it. It would be lost.

My eyes close, heavy with both want and need. I listen more intently. I hear his shoes as they shift on the hardwood floors, the sound of my labored breathing woven into the steady and increasing beats of my heart.

I scream when the leather slaps my left nipple, not once, not twice, but again and again.

His lips are on me then, his breath in my mouth, his tongue on mine. "I adore you, Isla. I adore you."

I nod again. This time, knowing that if I try to speak it will be a twisted mess of emotions I'm not ready to share.

I feel the soft touch of his hand on my hip as he pushes me to my side. I help, sliding my body over, my wrists still cuffed above my head.

The leather glides down my skin, stopping at the top of my ass. He circles it over and over again in the center of my back. The sensation hypnotic, relaxing, so calming.

"Gabriel," I whisper his name against my lips as I open my eyes. He's behind me. I can see the faint movement of his shirt as his forearm circles into view again, and then again, and yet again.

I moan when the leather inches down across my ass, circling a small space. I push back when it slaps me, my body craving more. I rub my thighs together, desperate for anything that will stimulate my clit enough for me to get off.

He growls his disapproval, approval, something into the air as the leather slaps me again, time and again.

I'm on my back now, the crop being pulled along my belly to the place that I crave. He inches my legs apart with the tip. I acquiesce, letting my thighs drop to the bed.

The leather glides over my folds slowly; it's so painfully slow that I whimper aloud as I close my eyes. "I want to come."

"You will."

It's right then that he gives me what I want. The harsh and tight leather circles that spot. He hones in on my clit and I lift my hips from the bed as he touches me, in the most intimate way, with a small piece of leather and only his words.

"Your cunt is so beautiful. I love the way it tastes. I love the way you grip my cock when you come. I'm going to fuck you so hard."

"Please, Gabriel," I beg for release. I want the sting of the pain. I want to know what it's like to feel that.

It moves and I scream out of sheer desperation. My reward is a sharp snap of the leather against my inner thigh and then another and then just as I open my eyes, I feel his weight on the bed. Everything shifts; each sound becomes louder, each fragrance stronger, my body's own need to come is all that I can feel and think about.

I watch as he pulls a condom from his pocket before he sheaths his thick cock. He leans forward, pulling his shirttails out of the way as he pushes into me balls deep, pulling my right leg up into his arm. The sensation is so intense that I weep as I arch my ass of the bed.

"So fucking good." The words spill from his lips into mine as he kisses me hard, fucking me even harder. I come fast. It's so fast that it spurs him on even more.

"I will never get enough of this." The words fall from his lips as he grinds himself into me. "I will never get enough of you."


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