Bound By A Broken Night novel Chapter 190

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Chapter 190

“I should be punishing you for hiding so much from me, Cassidy Greene.” Ashton muttered under his breath, his voice low and strained.

His chest rose and fell heavily, the control he had maintained all night now hanging by a fragile thread.

A slow, sweet smile curved Cassidy’s lips, a direct contrast to the storm in his eyes.

“Then punish me, Babe…” she whispered, her voice a silken challenge. She leaned forward, her mouth brushing a feather-light kiss against the taut, flexing muscle of his washboard abs.

A rough, helpless sound-half-growl, half-plea-rumbled from his chest.

“Cass…” A rough, almost helpless growl escaped him, echoing within the quiet luxury of the presidential suite.

Her lips traced a deliberate path downward, skimming over the plains of his stomach.

“This is the most influential man in Bay City,” she murmured against his heated skin, her breath a ghost of a touch just above

the trail of dark hair that led to his “mighty treasure.”

“And now he’s utterly at my mercy.”

“You’re enjoying this far too much, Babe,” Ashton managed, the words catching in his throat as his breathing hitched.

He was a vision of surrendered power, stretched across the vast expanse of the plush bed. His arms were thrown back over his head, bound not by force, but by the silk of his own tie- a willing prisoner. Cassie hovered above him, her every touch a delicious ministration, a pleasurable torture designed to unravel him completely.

“Yes,” she admitted, her smile deepening as she placed another series of fleeting, maddening kisses along his skin.

“I really, really am.”.

A sharp gasp tore from him.

“Hah…” His eyes fell shut for a moment, tension and desire warring beneath his skin.

Every subtle motion, every seductive touch chipped away at the last of his restraint.

Ashton dragged in a ragged breath, his entire body tensing. When his eyes opened, they found hers. His gaze was no longer just heated; it was dark, intense, and blazing with a dangerous desire.

“Cassie…” he muttered, the single word a low, unmistakable warning.

But Cassie only smiled, a queen perfectly aware of the power she held over her king.

“Ahh…”

A sharp, guttural gasp was ripped from his throat. His body shuddered, every muscle corded with tension as Cassie’s tongue traced a slow, deliberate circle around the sensitive crown of his erection.

Instinctively, his hips arched off the bed, a desperate, involuntary press against the source of his torment.

“Babe… god…” The words were a strained plea, lost in the haze of sensation.

“This is… insane, Cassie…” he choked out, his breath ragged.

He bit down on his lower lip, a futile attempt to stifle the moan that threatened to escape as her tongue swept down his entire length, only to return with a maddening flick against the tip.

“Cass…goodness…”

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macked his frame, the tremors were beyond his control, a complete surrender to her expert ministrations.

She paused, her lips hovering just above his heated skin, breathing in the intoxicating, uniquely masculine scent of his arousal “You looked so insanely powerfitonight, my love,” she murmured, her voice a husky whisper against his inner thigh. “Always the untouchable king of Bay City.

Her nose gently nuzzled the base of his shaft as she inhaled deeply, a possessive, intimate act.

“The scent of my Ashton Pierce,” she breathed, claiming him.

One of her hands slid from his hip, caressing the powerful, trembling muscles of his inner thigh, which was splayed wide to accommodate her.

Shit

A raw, guttural curse tore from his lips. The sound echoed in the room, a stark contrast to the wet, heated silence as Cassie took

hirn fully into the warmth of her mouth.

“Babe…!” A jolt of primal panic surged through him.

The instinct to bury his hands in her hair was overwhelming, but the bindings held firm. In a desperate, reflexive motion, the hands he’d struggled to keep above his head fell, his bound wrists now coming to rest behind her neck.

It was an act of pure, unthinking instinct, as if his body possessed a will of its own. His hips arched off the bed, meeting her rhythm in a deep, urgent thrust.

“Ahck…”

A choked, guttural sound escaped Cassie’s throat. Her body convulsed with a gag, but she held her position, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she struggled to accommodate his girth. The sight of her watery, determined eyes pierced through the fog of his pleasure.

A bolt of protective alarm shot through him.

“Shit, Babe… let go!” The command was ragged, laced with a panic that was entirely for her.

The last shred of his rationality screamed that he was asking too much, that her mouth alone couldn’t contain him. It he didn’t stop the instinctual, deep thrusts of his hips, he would hurt her.

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Chapter 191