Page 194 of Reign

One answer. Immediate and certain.

“Keep your eyes on me.”

I secure her wrists to the headboard, then fasten each ankle toward an opposite corner of the bed. The silk looks exactly as I imagined against her skin.

Better, because she’s watching me with hunger.

By the time I finish, her breathing has changed. Her dress is gathered around her waist, and her panties are visibly wet.

I sit beside her and drag one finger along the restraint at her wrist.

“Comfortable?”

She tests the silk. “Yes.”

“Good.”

Her teeth catch her lower lip.

“What are you thinking, princesa?”

“You said I should ask for what I want.”

“I did.”

“If I do what you say, can I choose how I come?”

I smirk. “You’re negotiating after I’ve already tied you to my bed.”

“It seemed like the best time.”

I laugh.

“Ask, dramática.”

Her cheeks darken, but her eyes stay on mine.

“No toy,” she says. “I want you.”

Heat moves through me, immediate and brutal.

She takes another breath. “I want you to make me wait, and then I want you to fuck me.”

I lower myself over her, bracing one hand beside her head. My other closes around her jaw.

“You spent dinner eating from my fingers and planning this?”

“I can multitask.”

Fuck, I enjoy her.

“Is that a yes?” she asks.

I brush my mouth over hers, giving her enough contact to make her chase me when I pull back.

“Yes, princesa.” My thumb drags across her lower lip. “When I decide you’ve waited long enough, I’ll give you exactly what you asked for.”

Her brows draw together, but before she can argue, I release her jaw and move between her spread thighs and lower myself.