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  1. CLAIMED HARDER
  2. E M Brown
  3. Contents
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. CLAIMED DARKER
  32. Excerpt
  33. Chapter 1
  34. Chapter 2
  35. Chapter 3

Under my bed are leather restraints already secured to the frame. Turning off the wand, I reach under to grab one to clamp around her ankle after I pull off her panties.

“Hey! What are you doing?” she demands.

“Giving you an aid to help you hold still,” I answer as I pull out the second leg restraint.

“This really necessary?”

“No. But it’s fun.”

After the second restraint is secured to her other ankle, I get off the bed and survey her, spread-eagle with her legs pulled to opposite corners of the bed, her arms tied to the center of the headboard. I drink in her nakedness except for the pajama top, which is bunched below her breasts. She looks awesome.

This is going to be fun.

I hop back onto the bed next to her and turn the wand back on. “Let’s review how you’re going to get yourself to Phuket. Are you going to get someone to cover you at the library?”

“Yes!” she cries as I press the wand against her vulva.

I pull the wand away. “And what about your internship?”

“I’m going to see if I can work remotely.”

“What about your classes?”

“I’ll get notes where I can. Maybe talk to the graduate assistant to see how I can make up missed classes.”

“Very good.”

I move the wand back against her. With a half laugh, half cry, she squirms like a fish out of water. I’m amazed. This can’t be her first time with a vibrator. I don’t even have it on high.

“P-Please!” she gasps. “I need a break.”

I grant her a short break. “Relax. Enjoy it.”

She looks up at me with wide, doubtful eyes, but when I ask if she’s ready, she draws a breath and nods. I return the wand between her thighs.

“Oh my God,” she says through gritted teeth, still flailing and tugging against her restraints.

I could be an asshole and turn the vibrations higher, but I let her adjust first. Pressing down on her hip, I hold her in place so that she gets the whole head of the wand. Her back arches and her toes curl.

“Oh my God, oh my God,” she repeats.

“Look at me,” I order. I’m not going to miss out on seeing her face when she orgasms.

She turns her head slightly. Tension and helplessness are written across her. Her mouth opens wider, her eyes start to close. Her cries become more high pitched. And then she erupts, quaking beneath my hand, yanking uncontrollably at her bonds. When her climax is over and the vibrations prove too sensitive, she starts huffing and tries to squirm away from the wand. I turn it off and set it aside. My cock is rock hard and ready to go.

Grabbing another condom, I put it on and release one of the leg restraints. I twist her lower body to the side and push the freed leg up so I can access her pussy. This time, I sink my entire length in one go. She grunts. I close my eyes to savor how sweet it feels before lifting my hips back up.