“What?” I asked before I stared down into my empty glass.
“Gave me an idea,” he said as he grabbed his tie off the floor. Then he removed the knot from the silk material. “Lie back.”
“Why?”
“Jesus, just lie the fuck back,” he growled, taking the glass from my hand and setting it on the nightstand.
The growl had been a little bit scary, but sexy as fuck. A shiver ran down my spine as I crawled up the bed backward before placing my head on the pillow.
“Give me your hands,” he commanded, straddling my body.
I swallowed hard, my mouth feeling dry again as I held up my hands and offered myself to him.
“Hold them together. Clasp them.”
“What are you going to do?” I asked out of pure curiosity.
“I’m tying you to the headboard, doll.” He smiled, snapping the tie between his hands.
My natural reaction in this situation should have been “fuck no,” but since I’d had more Jack than I could remember and James was hot as fuck, I said, “Okay,” before clasping my hands together and holding them in front of him without a care.
James twisted the tie around my hands, securing it in a tight knot and drawing them over my head to the headboard. “You okay with this?” he asked, leaning over me with his dick in my face.
“Yes,” I said, reaching forward with my lips to lick the tip of his cock.
He shuddered as he fastened the tie to the headboard before grabbing a spare pillow and placing it under my head. “This should help your arms.”
“It’s not my arms I’m worried about.” Really, I wasn’t. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. Thomas would kill him, and then the rest of the Gallo men would be in line to revive him and kill him again.
He laughed, nudging my legs apart with his knees. “Wait. Something’s missing,” he said as he climbed off the bed. He walked to his suitcase, rifled through the contents, and returned with another tie. “For your eyes. Lift your head.”
“I want to see,” I said, pissed off that he wanted to take away my sight.
“It’ll be better.”
“I’ve been blindfolded before, Jimmy. I’m not a virgin.”
“Did you like it?” he asked, studying my face.
“Y-yes,” I stammered, hating myself the instant I said it.
“Good. Head up.”
I sighed, lifting my head from the pillow and watching as he drew closer to me before darkness came.
“Comfortable?” he asked as he tied the knot around the back. “Can you see?”
“It’s fine. I may fall asleep. Just warning you now,” I lied with a smile.
“Impossible,” he whispered against my lips, running his tongue along the seam.
I opened my mouth, trapping his tongue between my teeth. Sliding his hand down my torso, he cupped my pussy.
I smiled, still holding his tongue as his hand left my skin. Suddenly, shooting pain radiated from my core, spreading down my legs. The smack of his hand against my pussy sent shock waves through me.
Instantly, I released his tongue and shrieked, “Fuck!” as I tried to free my hands. I wanted to rub my pussy, hold it, and make the sting go away. “Asshole,” I hissed.
“Doll, I’m in control. You can challenge me all you want, but I’ll get my way.”
