“Explore it with me,” I plead instead of telling her what it is to me. “Don’t think about what this all means. You can do that tomorrow.”
“Easier said than do?—”
My lips are on hers before she can finish. I root through my pocket to find the room key while gliding my tongue between her already parted lips. She moans into my mouth and claws at the front of my shirt. I slap the key card to the door a few times before it beeps, unlocking. I curl an arm around her back while shoving it open and forcing us inside.
Our feet tangle as we move through the room. The door shuts with a soft click, and then we’re falling onto the bed. I haul her up to the middle of it before digging my hand into the mattress beside her head and pressing harder into the kiss. She’s not as shy this time. If anything, she’s just as excited as I am.
“I’m going to make you come,” I rasp over her swollen lips. She shivers beneath me and starts to unbutton my shirt. “And then I’m going to do it all over again.”
There won’t be any stopping me once I start, I know that. Not unless she tells me to. Once I’ve wrung every ounce of pleasure possible from her, I’ll be ruined far worse than I already am.
“Are you going to let me, Jill?”
Her fingers slow, and her eyelids lift, exposing the swollen pupils beneath them. “Yes. Yes, you can make me come.”
I swallow a growl and lower my mouth to her throat. The quick pulse beneath my lips is tantalizing, and I spend far longer than normal kissing and sucking at the thin skin above it before moving down her body. She wiggles beneath me, sucking in sharp breaths while I pinch the hem of her dress and begin to drag it up her thighs.
Inch by inch, I remove the only barrier keeping me from seeing her completely naked until it falls to the floor. I flick my eyes up to watch her reaction when my knuckles brush the length of her stomach and over the heaving swells of her round breasts. Goosebumps pepper her skin, and I pause my undressing long enough to trace the shape of her hard nipple with my fingertip.
She gulps, her lashes fluttering. “Ohhhh . . .”
“Does that feel good?”
I do it again, watching her brown eyes spark and flood with pleasure. She jerks her chin in a minuscule nod, and I reward her for her honesty. Between my forefinger and thumb, I pinch her nipple and roll it ever so gently. Her breathing turns thready, stuttered as she presses her thighs together, nearly trapping my knee between them.
She smells like expensive, flowery perfume, and I inhale heavily with my nose at her collarbone. “You’re leaving a wet spot on the bed, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
Her answer comes in the form of a tight, needy whine. My breath fans across her sternum before I suck at the side of her breast and finally allow myself to look at the naked shape of it. My cock kicks in my pants, demanding freedom as I drag my tongue over the flushed, red nipple and then wrap my lips around it.
“Yes!” she cries out, hips jerking up.
I lower my hand between us and pry her thighs open. With my knees digging deep into the mattress, I balance myself and add a second hand, keeping both of her legs in place while sucking her nipple. Boundaries are something I focus on often in the bedroom, considering the kinks I’ve learned I enjoy over the years. And with Jill, they’re more important than they’ve ever been.
That’s the only reason I release her nipple with a wet pop and hold myself back from diving down to the hot, wet paradise waiting for me.
With her hungry gaze fixated on me, I dig my fingers into her soft thighs. “I want to try something with you.”
“What is it?”
“Are you okay with being restrained?”
There’s a long, tense beat of silence as I wait for her answer. She blinks three times and worries her lip while she thinks. I let her. I’ve yet to allow my gaze to stray below her chest, even as my desire to bring her pleasure snarls at me for hesitating.
“I think so,” she whispers, wetting her lips.
“You can change your mind at any time. I won’t force you to do anything you aren’t comfortable doing.”
“I know.”
I know.Those two words from her are able to instill the same confidence in me as a million from anyone else.
Without wasting another moment, I release her thighs and reach for my belt. I unbuckle it quickly and slip it free of thehoops before letting the tip of it brush her thigh on the way up to where I want it. The cool leather leaves a trail of pebbled skin up her stomach to the base of her throat, where I leave it for a beat longer than I should.
The image of her with it wrapped around her throat flashes across my vision, taunting me. I shake them free before I can grow distracted and circle her wrist instead. Lifting it, I bring it over her head to rest on the pillows behind her. I repeat the motion with her other hand, crossing them and using my belt to bind them together.
“Your trust is important to me. Please, don’t be afraid to tell me if you need to be set free.”
Her throat bulges with a swallow. “Okay.”
