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“And I intend to show you how well I know you.” With his hand splaying the free cuff open, as if readying it, he led her down the hall and into the bedroom. There, he stripped her and carried her to the bed before maneuvering her arms above her head and clicking the second cuff closed.
When she tugged, she realized he’d tethered her to the headboard. Moaning and writhing, she tugged again, caught on a razor wire between the promise of pleasure and fear of losing herself to him totally.
“You like the cuffs, I can tell.”
“I’m not sure,” she whispered.
“The best part of having you this way is I get to adore you without you arguing with me. Being tied up seems to demand all your attention.”
It was true, she was speechless. But it was partly because she was watching as he pulled his shirt free from his trousers, and she was mesmerized by the sight of him getting naked. When he shu
cked off his pants and jockey shorts, his cock stood out, half-risen and rising still, long and lovely and eager. The look of it made her even wetter.
“It’s you. You demand all of my attention,” she retorted, “but that can’t be a good thing for a woman.”
“Too late for doubts now. You agreed.”
She eyed him dubiously. “The doubts linger.”
“In that case I’ll have to find a way to distract you.” He climbed over her, and dipped his head to kiss her cleavage while he molded her breasts in his hands. His lips were hot on her skin and he mouthed her flesh hungrily, making her shiver with arousal.
Distract her he did. She arched up to him on the bed when he toyed with one nipple, outlining the stiff peak with his tongue before grazing it with his teeth. The action tugged at her core. Her sex throbbed in response, her anticipation for him building. When his fingers trailed along the insides of her thighs, she moaned aloud.
He lifted his head and studied her while he stroked his fingers into the groove of her sex. She jerked her wrists, but that only made her hotter still, the confinement emphasizing their connection and how easily he won her.
“Rex,” she murmured, attempting to stay still. Part of her wanted to plunge down on his hand, rock her hips and beg him for more, but there was part of her that recognized the deliciousness of restraint. He was taking his time with her, and the pleasure/pain of the anticipation was a heady drug.
He smiled as he moved one finger inside her. “You do realize that I intend to keep you this way all night?”
Before she had a chance to say anything, he ducked down between her thighs to lap her clit, nursing it in his mouth. Pangs of pleasure shot from the swollen nub, his ministrations overwhelming her senses. Her orgasm built fast, swelling as it did on a tide of unruly emotions.
He drew her first climax that way. Then he was over her, driven and passionate, filling her while he arched over her to kiss her lips, her face, her eyelids.
She wanted his thrusts, but he stayed still.
Lifting up on his arms, he stared down at her. “Carmen, I love you.”
Writhing, she burned up. Her flesh tightened around his cock, her core pounding.
“Tell me you accept that.”
“Rex, please.” Tugging her cuffs, desperate for release, the swell in her chest grew painful. Fear rattled at the door of her heart. She shook her head.
He shifted, closed one hand around the base of her throat. The look in his eyes was desperate. His cock was rigid inside her, the muscles in his neck standing out as he held back.
Pressing his lips together tightly, he pulled back, then rode her deep.
A garbled cry escaped her when he pressed at her center. Her senses swam. Tears dampened her cheeks.
“Tell me you know it.”
Her body caved. A second orgasm rocked her, her body exploding with loops of pleasure. “Yes! I know it! I know!”
Only then did he allow himself to move, and he stroked her damp skin as he pressed on. Their naked bodies shunted together, frantic in their physical reunion. When he came he gathered her limp body in his arms, holding her tightly, whispering her name.
* * *
IT WAS THE early hours of morning when Rex finally freed her.
