“An eager little pup tonight, hmm?” he hummed just as a shock of cold touched my lower back and slid down the curve of my spine.
I groaned, stretching against the chill seeping across my bones. “Everett, please,” I panted, my stomach fluttering, a slickness growing between my thighs.
Another shock of cold fell from the small of my back, sliding down to ‘click’ against the first. Ice cubes, I guessed.
“You like it rough,” he told me, letting another cube go, forcing another low groan from my lips, “and you’ve proven you’re learning to handle the panic, but how well can you handle your impatience?”
He released another ice cube, the chill of the melting water spreading along my spine, sliding across my back, over my waist, seeping slowly into the sheets.
I was panting, pressing my forehead into my bed, squeezing my eyes shut. Dammit. “You wouldn’t feel so powerful if I was kissing your neck,” I panted just as he released another cube.
“You only believe that because I said no in the hallway.”
I shivered, stretching against the restraints. “What I believe is that the reason you always tie my hands up is because you know that once I touch you, you’ll lose control,” I panted, turning my head to the side again, my hair falling into my face. “You restrain me to protect yourself.”
“Back to that, are we?” he purred, releasing another cube.
My nipples were so hard, they were pressing into the sheets now, goosebumps covering my skin, my pussy throbbing. “There’s an easy way to prove me wrong,” I gasped.
“Not tonight there isn’t.” The bed shifted and I stuck my ass out in response, craving his touch. I needed him. I always needed him, but Ineeded himtonight.
His hands slid over my calves, my breath catching at the sudden warmth of his body. “Deeper than marriage,” he told me. “Solidified in blood. Your soul, your heart, your every breath,” he mumbled, sliding his hands up my thighs, his hot breath brushing over my ass, “it’s all mine.”
I inhaled sharply and his tongue teased my entrance.
I groaned, pushing back into him, feeling his tongue drag up the length of it before flicking once against my clit. “Fuck,” I moaned, his hands digging into my thighs.
He pulled away just a little. “My favorite meal,” he mumbled before diving in.
I jerked and then leaned into him the best I could, feeling his tongue slide into me, flicking and sucking, nipping and teasing. My tired mind was on another level of ecstasy with how he felt eating my pussy.
He pulled my thighs in closer, pressing himself into me, pulling tired, unattractive moans out of me as I tried my best to grind against his face until my end ripped through me, my restraints tightening, my body shaking against him. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped, tilting my head back to one side, panting.
Everett crawled off the bed and appeared at my side, crouching down in front of me. His eyes searched mine, near black now, something unreadable in their depths.
I shivered. The ice had fallen off my back and was now seeping into the sheets around my waist.
“I want to do so many things to you,” he mumbled, almost to himself, it seemed. “Things I would never do with anyone else.”
I didn’t think he was searching for a response, so I just watched him, strands of my hair lifting with each exhale of my lungs. I wanted him to do everything to me. Everything I could and couldn’t think of. Things that didn’t even exist in this world, I wanted him to create and do them to me. Anything to feel our souls stitch together.
He tilted his head to one side, studying me. “It’s time to explore, pup. You and me.”
My heart fluttered at the way he said that.“You and me.”God, that alone made me ready for more.
“But not tonight,” he said, causing my shoulders to fall. “We can’t cause permanent nerve damage now, can we?” He hummed, glancing down my body. “Your spine is inflamed, your ankle swollen. It’s sprained,” he said, finding my eyes again. “When I said I had to go easy on you, I meant it.”
I adjusted myself, searching his eyes. “Are you tired?” I finally whispered. It was unlike him. Or maybe this part of him was one nobody had been allowed to see. This…kind part of him. This merciful part of him.
One corner of his lips flicked up as if he knew exactly why I had asked. “I’m learning.” His smile fell, something dark sliding into his eyes. He watched me for a few seconds longer before pushing himself to a stand.
I closed my eyes and turned back into my mattress, my heart racing. I just wanted him to keep touching me. I wanted him to hold me, to fuck me until I couldn’t breathe and then kiss me afterwards.
I wanted to feel his hands on my skin in any and every way. I needed all of him.
The bed dipped under his weight and my heart skipped. His hands slid around my thighs, up over my ass, and down my spine, his legs pressing against the back of my thighs as he slid his hands down around my waist and held firm, his fingers digging into me.
I was already panting, trying to shove my ass back, only for him to hold me in place. “Come on, Everett,” I whined.
