Steamy Excerpt – Bound By Pleasure by Lacey Wolfe

Can Megan let her guard down enough to experience the pleasures Greg has to offer?

As an erotic romance author who has spent hours researching the BDSM lifestyle, Megan thinks she knows all about it. But when she decides to explore it firsthand, she quickly learns that there's a lot she doesn't know.

Greg isn't your typical Dom. He's an artist, and his life is anything but organized. He likes Megan from the start. She's honest and he sees something different in her. The more time he spends with her, the more he finds himself acting in ways he never has before. He's developing feelings for her, and he's hopeful Megan might be feeling the same way, but every time he tries to get her to open up to him, it seems that she takes a huge step back.

Megan has a hard time expressing herself, a problem that only intensified when her ex criticized her every time she tried to share her feelings. As a result, she learned to bite her tongue and keep her emotions hidden. So when she begins to fall in love with Greg, she isn't sure how to tell him, or even if she should tell him. But she fears if she doesn't open up to him soon, she may lose him. Can Megan find the courage she needs before it's too late?

Content Warning: graphic sex, BDSM theme


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Megan offered to clean up, but Greg told her to go to the guest room and strip. This was a new side of him. As she took her shirt off and laid it on the bed she wondered, since this wasn't the playroom, how she was to greet him. To be on the safe side, she got on her knees next to the bed and waited. After yesterday's punishment, she didn't want to do anything to displease him.

Greg wasted no time getting into the bedroom. He was already naked, which surprised her, but the sight of him in his birthday suit started her engines right away. When she realized that she was gawking at him she diverted her gaze back to the floor. She hoped he hadn't noticed.

"The sight of you sitting there submitting to me pleases me so much," he said. "We aren't even in the playroom and yet, here you are willingly."

She smiled. She was happy she'd pleased him.

"I only brought one thing with me."

She hadn't remembered seeing anything in his hand, but then again her focus had been on his d*ck.

"Please stand and get a bottle of lube from the nightstand."

After she did she returned to her spot and began to lower herself back to the ground.

"Lay on the bed, on your stomach, right at the edge, and spread your thighs wide."

Doing as he said she stole a glance at what he had. It was something silver and small. She had a feeling it was the silver bullet. She'd never tried it, but she'd heard it gave intense pleasure.

Greg opened the lube and squirted the liquid into his hand. He started to rub her between her butt cheeks. "What color are we for me putting this in your behind?"


"Good girl."

He slowly inserted one finger into her opening, and it felt so damn good. Tingles shot through her core, and she had to resist the urge to push back against his hand.

"I can't wait to be deep in that tight little hole."

Removing his finger, he then inserted the bullet. It wasn't too uncomfortable since she'd been using the plug. He clicked something and the vibration started. She gasped. Greg got on his knees and started to lick her center. She wanted to orgasm but knew better. He'd know and she didn't want to know what he would do if she disobeyed again.

"You taste so sweet." He blew on her, leaving a cooling effect where his warm mouth had been. "I want to taste and devour you, but my need to be inside you is even stronger."

Pushing her thighs open more he stood between them. He slammed into her with such force she cried out.

"You can come when you want. This is going to be fast for me. The vibration has me almost over the edge."

Megan was so thankful he'd given her permission. She was ready to climax and she let it go. A warmth was felt within and she knew Greg was letting go at the same time as her. Her pleasure drove through her body and was intensified by the silver bullet. When the rush finally stopped and her body was able to relax from the arch it was in, she settled onto the bedspread feeling so satisfied.

Greg pulled out and then removed the bullet from her. She expected him to leave and clean up but was surprised when he lay on the bed beside her.

"After that big breakfast and sex, I think I need a short nap," he said.

She was about to tell him how much she'd enjoyed what they had just done, but a lump formed in her throat and once again the fear of expressing herself set in. Greg grabbed the blanket and draped it around them. A nap did sound good. Closing her eyes, she heard his breathing quiet and it put her at ease to also drift off.

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