I can’t believe I liked it so much.
My hands move to my tank top, which is still obscenely pushed halfway down my body, leaving my breasts exposed.
“Leave it,” he says, pushing my hands away.
Grabbing me by the hips, he leads me to the bed. “Get in the middle. On your back. Feet flat. Knees wide.”
For a split second, I consider saying no. Just to mess with him. But my body doesn’t even want to take the chance of missing whatever he plans to do to me.
I lean over the bed, placing my palms flat. Achingly slow and cat-like, I crawl to the center of the bed and wait.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “Showing off your bald pussy, Kadydid?”
Harnessing a bit of courage I didn’t even know I had, I reach down, slicking my fingers between my legs.
He groans again. I don’t hear him move, but the crack of his hand against my ass makes me jump, and I land face first in the pillows.
“My pussy, Kady. I didn’t say you could touch it.” His words and tone are almost harsh. Almost too demanding. I turn and the smile that tugs at the corners of his mouth reassures me.
With Blaise, I’m free to explore. Explore my needs and wants. Explorehisneeds. Without fear or shame.
Laughing, I roll to my back and spread my legs the way he asked. I’m still asking for trouble, though. I reach down and cover myself with my hands while he sheds his clothes.
“You’re a naughty little girl, aren’t you? You want the rope?”
While I admit I enjoyed it, this time I need to touch Blaise as much as I want.
“No.”
He sits on the bed next to me and runs his hand up my shin to my knee. “You liked it.”
“I want to touch you this time.”
His face softens, and he traces his fingers over my inner thigh. Our eyes lock at the same time he reaches my clit. Slowly he teases his thumb around it. “I need to do that again, Kady. Not tonight, but soon.”
“Okay.”
“Liked having you helpless and at my mercy.”
My body shudders. I liked it, too. So much.
One of his fingers pushes inside me, and I arch my hips up.
“So pretty,” he murmurs. “Feel good?”
I nod because forcing words out is impossible.
He keeps working me. Each time my eyes flutter open, he’s staring at me with so much heat, it’s a miracle I haven’t gone up in flames.
“Wanna bind those breasts up, Kady. Tie your hands behind your back, so your tits push forward. Maybe suspend you from the ceiling and fuck you while you’re in the air and can’t stop me. What’d you think about that?”
“Sounds kinky as fuck,” I whisper.
“That’s right. I’m not holding back with you anymore. We’re going to do every dirty thing we can think of together.”
Oh my God. What have I gotten myself into?
“You were hiding things from me, Kady. And I wasn’t honest with you, either.”
