Page 551 of Reign

Maybe this would be an excellent time to behave.

Instead, I smile.

“Zephyr.”

His free hand slides under the edge of the purple latex at my hip. Two fingers skim the bare skin just above the seam, then dip lower, finding the heat already waiting for him. He doesn’t push inside. He simply presses, firm and knowing, and waits.

He sighs. “No panties and another man’s name on your lips?”

His eyes meet mine and I know I should stop.

I swallow.

“Phoenix.”

Luciano’s hand slides away until he finds the zipper running down the side of the dress.

He draws it open slowly.

Cool air kisses newly exposed skin.

“You should think twice, Elena.”

Maybe I should.

I don’t.

“Søren.”

His hand slips beneath the loosened latex.

He works the dress down my body gradually, his attention never leaving my face. The latex gives beneath his hands, slipping lower while the leash remains wrapped securely around his other hand.

I’m breathing faster.

Luciano isn’t.

The man has always been infuriatingly calm.

The dress reaches my waist.

Then my hips.

The entire time, he’s still fully dressed.

Black shirt. Dark jeans. Not a single thing out of place.

Meanwhile, I’m standing in front of him increasingly naked because apparently I decided tonight was an excellent night to test my husband’s patience.

Luciano shortens the leash slightly.

My body moves closer to his.

“Ten cuidado,” he whispers against my neck before his teeth graze my skin.

I shudder. My thighs clench.

He pulls back until his eyes meet mine.