Holden was at her side, murmuring in her ear, kissing her throat. Then he bit down on the delicate skin where her neck met her shoulder. At the same time, he touched his fingers to her clit, pinching hard. Holly moaned as she came, tugging at the chains that held her suspended as she writhed at the intensity of her orgasm. As she came down off her high, gasping, Ella gently ran her fingernails over the sub’s abused ass, making her shudder pleasurably. Ella helped Holden release Holly from her bonds, and then he carried her to one of the couches at the corner of the room, holding her tightly to his chest. Ella could tell from the way that he looked at her that he was utterly smitten, and she felt a pang in her chest, longing for that connection with her own man. But not a Dom, she thought firmly. Certainly not a Dom. Ella was infamous at Dark Grove Plantation, the opulent BDSM club located just outside of Charleston, for the way that she reduced men – and women, for that matter – to simpering messes. She was good at what she did. Very good. And she relished their submission.
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