Chapter 10
Kinsley fell back as sensations flooded her. She was still pissed that her hands were tied and there was no way to free them without asking but Carter had a way of making her forget everything around her. She could barely feel the leather under her back, hear it creaking under her sweat covered body as she ground herself against Carter’s face as he worked her over.
She was panting harder now than she had working out. If only her hands were free she would bury them in his hair. A pull of her wrists showed she was just as immobile as before. Kinsley debated asking Carter to release her hands but that meant he would stop his sweet torture. She wasn’t near done yet. He wasn’t either. Carter had promised her orgasms if she answered one question for him.
Why he asked about where sh
