He sucked my nipple into his mouth, and the pleasure hit so hard I cried out.
“Sensitive.” He moved to the other breast. Circled it with his tongue. “I’m going to enjoy teasing every single spot that makes you fall apart.”
“Cole.”
His hand slid between my thighs and found me soaked.
“Fuck.” His voice went rough. “You’re so ready for me.”
“Then do something about it.”
His fingers circled. Teased. Never quite giving me what I needed.
I grabbed his wrist. Tried to guide him where I wanted him.
He pulled back.
“Naughty girl.” He stood, walked to the dresser. “I guess I’m going to have to tie you up.”
My eyes went wide.
He returned with silk sashes.
“Where did you get those?”
“Planned ahead.” He knelt at the foot of the bed. “Spread your legs.”
I hesitated.
“Autumn, do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Then spread your legs.”
I did.
He tied one ankle to the bedpost. Then the other. The silk was soft but secure.
I was spread open. Vulnerable. Completely at his mercy.
It should have terrified me.
Instead, I’d never been more turned on.
Cole crawled up my body. His erection pressed against my thigh.
So close.
I arched, trying to get friction.
He grabbed my wrists. Pinned them above my head.
“If you want to stop, just say the word.”
“Don’t you dare stop.”
He smiled. Tied my left wrist. Then my right.
