CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Lily woke in the morning after a restless night of tossing and turning – although she’d hardly moved an inch since she was bound to the bed with her legs spread and her ankles cuffed to the footboard. Her wrists were likewise cuffed and bound to the iron headboard, severely limiting her movement. Because the night was warm, Jess left her with nothing to cover her naked body. He saw no need.
This was not her first night bound this way – and it would certainly not be her last. She counted ten days, if she were counting correctly, since Patrick left her under the control of Jess Bell. For a randy twenty-year old he was a first rate Dominant man, almost as if he’d been born with the talent and had never had society temper his unusual predilection.
“Hey, slut.” She heard hi
