Awareness seeped into my enraged mind. I sat there, breathing hard, promising him death with a silent look.
“If you’d like to come”—he straightened and began unbuttoning his dressshirt—“show me.”
Unbelievable. I shook with anger. He thought this was funny! Well, it would serve him right if I marched out that door and showed him just how hilarious I thought it was.
Nico stepped to the side, blocking my view of the door. “Don’t even think about leaving, Magnolia Rae.” His voice was granite. “Iwillchase you down, and you won’t like what happens when I catch you.”
Temptation spiked wild and relentless, spreading through my body through every vein and artery. But it couldn’t quell the throbbing between my legs.
I needed to come.
“What do you want?” I ground out.
Nico pulled my panties from his pocket. He drew them slowly between his fingers, considering me.
“Everything, Rae.” That hard voice sent a shiver down my spine. “I. Want. Everything.”
Whoa.I sat back on my haunches.Get it together.
What I knew was that if I felt this raging fire from my time spent with him the effect was equally as obvious in him. I wasn’t a passive participant in this game. And it was time to drag him to the depths of delirium with me.
I slid my hands up my stomach, pausing to push and knead my aching breasts. Nico’s sharp hiss was as much a testament to his desire as it was a warning to me. I continued the path up the wide straps of the dress to where they met behind my neck. I snapped the fastening and dropped the bodice down to expose my front.
“I’ll repent.”
Those two words lit a spark. Nico went unnaturally still. His hungry gaze was a tangible caress on my bare breasts.
“What should I do…now?” I breathed.
He rolled his wrist, palm up, and one finger crooked in acome heremotion. I held myself back, not rushing as I inched to the edge of the bed. I was going to make this man lose himself.
I lowered one foot to the plush carpet, and then the other. I felt sexy, driving him crazy as he did me.
“Put out your hands.” His command vibrated down my spine, making me shiver.
Nico looped the lacy material of my panties over my right wrist. Twisting it, he made a second loop on the same. Tugging on the restraint, he brought his lips to the sensitive skin of my inner arm. His kisses trailed down my vein, tasting my pulse.
“I’m going to bind you, baby. You’re safe with me.” He pulled my left hand up, kissing the skin there too. “Do you trust me to take care of you?”
Damn me, I did trust him. Almost enough to tell him my troubles. But that would only pause this game, and I was having too much fun.
“Yes,” I breathed. “I do.”
“So good,” he murmured against my flesh. He wrapped the panties around my left wrist—once, then twice.
It wasn’t tight. I was still free to move.
Nico pinched the length in the center of the binding. “Look at you. So willing. Trusting me with this.”
I gulped.
“You have no idea what this means to me, Rae.”
I had a pretty good idea, because instead of panic, I felt nothing but surging anticipation.
“Kneel,” he commanded.
Nico kept hold of the panties, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger as I bent before him. When my knees hit the carpet, he brought my bound hands to his stomach. The hard planes of muscle were warm. Soft.Intoxicating.
