“I would bend you. Spread you. Fuck you until the grain in the wood was pressed into your breasts. Until your nipples left an imprint on the surface. Your ass jiggling as my cock slammed into you.” My voice was raw. “Every man in that room would have to stand still and silent while I made you scream.”
Her eyes darkened. “And you think I wouldn’t look at them while you were inside me?”
My breath caught. “Every man you looked at while I fucked you. . . I would take their eyes. So be mindful of that, Tora.”
“But what if I want to watch them watch me,” she murmured, rocking her hips so the front of her pussy caught the base of my cock.
I groaned, loving this dirtyfantasytalk—this cute little, erotic hypothetical—because I knew that she was smart and understood deep within her core that this couldneverhappen.
I would fucking kill everybody who saw her naked body and heard her delicious moans.
She licked her lips. “Be a good little Dragon and let your men see my breasts bouncing for you, see my wet pussy gripping your cock so hard you can hardly pull it out.”
“Fuck, Tora. . .” I could barely see straight.
Her fingers trailed up my neck and her nails grazed just enough to make my cock twitch. “However. . .”
I tried to kiss her.
She leaned away and dodged my mouth. “We should focus.”
“I am focused.”
“You are not. Don’t you want to see why there are leather cuffs anchored to the tub?”
My Tiger was smooth.
Too goddamn smooth.
I thought I had been in full control this whole time, but she still had my desire as her leash and she was currently tugging at it.
Did I want to see why there were cuffs? Yes. It made me crazy to not know the answer. And even more, I knew she wouldn’t tell me. She would hold it in and I wouldn’t even be able to draw the answer out with my cock.
Damn it!
I sneered at her. “Just tell me, Tora.”
“No.”
“That wasn’t a plea. That was a demand.”
“You can’t demand anything from a queen.”
I sneered again. “If I put those goddamn cuffs on, there better be pussy involved.”
“You’re being naughty.”
“Due to your little entrance into my war room, I have been unbearably hard for far too long. You did that yesterday with the fucking dinner and now you’ve done it again today with those heels and that skirt.” I glared at her, making sure she felt all my rage. “You will not do this again tomorrow.”
She gave me an innocent pout. “I promise to never tease you anymore.”
I frowned, knowing those words were bullshit.
“Now. . .be a good little Dragon. . .let me go. . .so I can put those handcuffs on your wrists.”
Fuck. . .what is she going to do to me?
Chapter thirty-three
