She caught me while I was sleeping, and a gentle click as cold metal presses around my wrists lets me know that I’m tied down and not going anywhere if she doesn’t want me to.
Jade squirms on top of me.
My cock swells to life, pressing into her even though now isn’t the time.
“You better get the fuck off me.”
She gets off, but when I try to move my legs, I find them chained down too.
“Jade, you better get this shit off me.”
“Or what?” Her voice is sultry. “I’ve had a long day, and after your fight the other day, I was thinking that we should do some talking.”
“Talking doesn’t involve tying me to the fucking bed.” I test the strength of whatever she’s got locked around my wrists, but there’s very little give.
“Well, it does when you have a history of being unreasonable and overreacting. I mean, you did kidnap me and threaten to kill me over and over again. And now I’m starting to think that’s an empty threat. If you were really going to kill me, I think you would’ve done something more than threaten me by now.”
“You would think that,” I say through gritted teeth, laying still and already thinking about what I’m going to do to her when she finally lets me up. “Maybe I just have bigger and better plans for your death. Ones that are going to be slow and painful and are going to involve time to sort out.”
She snorts, fingers trailing along my arm, sending what little blood remained in my head straight to my cock.
Fuck her, then punish her for this shit. That’s what’s going to happen.
I’m going to get out of this, I’m going to have her begging for my cock, and then I’m going to make her wish she never grabbed handcuffs.
Jade pauses, her fingers slipping beneath the blindfold and pulling it off. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want from you.”
“You don’t get to make demands here.”
She smirks and opens the drawer beside the bed, pulling out a pair of scissors and cutting my shirt straight up the middle.
The fabric falls to the sides, and her gaze drops to my naked chest.
“You’re not going to get to ride me while I’m still chained up.”
“No. But I am going to strip you down.” She cuts away my boxers, eyes trailing along my cock and sending lust rushing through my body in waves. She pulls out her phone, snapping a couple of pictures. “And I’m going to need these for spank bank material later. Or blackmail. Who knows?”
I scowl, thrashing against the binds again and trying to get free.
She hums and puts the scissors back in the drawer before undoing the binds at my ankles. As she undoes the ones on my wrists, I wait for my chance to grab her.
The second my hands are free, I grab her by the waist and haul her on top of me, rolling us over and pinning her under me.
Jade hooks a leg over my hip. This is a side of her I’ve never seen before, and one that doesn’t completely make sense.
She’s been resistant to me since the beginning. She’s never been the one to initiate like this before. Nothing so aggressive, and certainly not in a way that she knows is playing with fire.
I brace myself above her, gaze searching hers. “What game are you playing?”
“No game.” Her fingers trail along my pulse and down my shoulders, pushing the torn shirt off. “I was just thinking that it might be nice to fuck when we’re not angry or hating each other.”
“Oh, I’m still very angry at you for showing up to my fight with Haven in tow the other night. That was stupid and dangerous, and you don’t know what’s going to come of it.”
I slide my fingers down her body, easing my fingers into her tiny silk shorts.
Her pussy is slick against my fingers as I circle her clit.
Jade moans, her back arching a little as her fingers sink into my shoulders. “I don’t think you’re that mad at me. If you were, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
