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Saying nothing, he dropped the items on the bed beside her hip. She swallowed audibly, but she didn’t spit out the gag.

“We haven’t laid out boundaries. The other night, I got a sense of what you were into, and I think you got the same. Nod if I’m right.”

She nodded.

“You like a little force. A little domination. A little bondage, if I earn it.”

She nodded again.

“You just don’t intend to submit easily. It’s probably hard for you to admit that you can give up control here, when you’re so adamant about having it outside the bedroom.” Her throat moved, but she didn’t nod. Didn’t even meet his gaze. “But one has nothing to do with the other. What we do when we’re in bed doesn’t have to have a bearing outside this room. I won’t try to hold you down anytime except when you’re on your back for me with your legs open.” He bent down to speak against her cheek. “Or on your front with your ass in the air.”

Her tremor sang through him like a held note, vibrating even after she went still. His body had gone tense, tuned to her every reaction. That was his role, to make sure that he never pushed her further than she wanted to go. To know when she was hesitant because she wa

s nervous about her boundaries being nudged versus when she’d reached a hard limit.

That required brutal awareness and a firm grasp on his own desires. Right now, he was teetering when it came to both. She was a test for him in every damn way.

“But if you ever decide it’s too much, you say yellow and we stop and discuss it. I’m not saying not to fight me. I like it when you struggle.”

If that meant he was a little depraved, then so be it. From the faint tremble in her arms as she clasped the headboard, she didn’t mind. Not at all. If anything, he would’ve sworn his darker needs registered in her too.

“I want to cuff you and use these on you.” He held up the beads. “Just a couple to start. Not too much. I got the feeling last time that you’re not used to taking anything back there, are you?”

She shook her head, but her eyes stayed just as bright. Just as laser focused on his.

“We’ll build up nice and slow.” He cast a glance at the lightening sky outside the window. He’d left the heavy blackout curtains open, but he was about to close them to delay the morning—and the moment she left him—as long as possible. “We don’t have too much time before Elle will be looking for you, so we’ll just play a little tonight. I can’t wait long anyway. But next time will be different.”

After drawing the curtains, he came back to the bed and cupped her inner thigh, letting his thumb flirt with the outer lips of her pussy.

Her soaked pussy. Fuck.

Swallowing hard, he focused on keeping his touch light. “Next time, we’re going to take all the time in the world to do this properly.”

He could see the questions in her eyes. They traveled most of the time on a damn bus with a ton of other people. When exactly would they have the privacy for some DIY bondage and anal exploration? Maybe not right away, especially since he was pretty damn sure she still wanted to keep everything on the down-low.

Getting her to admit sex between them wasn’t going to be just a one-time event had been the first hurdle. Going public was another one entirely, and he wasn’t going to cross that particular bridge just yet.

One boundary at a time. For both of them.

First, he was going to earn his claim of stupendous sex. Hopefully, she’d say it on a scream.

He shed his boxers, keeping his attention on her eyes the whole time. Watching her eat him up with her gaze while she fought with her own urges not to touch had to be one of the hottest things he’d ever experienced. He didn’t know how long she’d let him take control without striking out. Whatever submissive tendencies she had were buried under a lot of resistance and fear, and maybe she didn’t quite trust him in that way yet.

They’d figure it out. There was no hurry, no matter what she believed.

He reached up and pulled her panties out of her mouth, throwing them aside. He didn’t want her voice hampered in any way, though he doubted she’d have trouble making herself heard regardless.

“One wrist tonight,” he said, holding up the cuffs. “Okay?”

“Is this when I’m supposed to struggle, to make it hotter for you?” The rasp in her voice had him grasping her ankle and tugging up her leg. The faint light from the other room left most of her body in shadows, including that sexy cleft between her legs. But her puffy pussy lips were slick, and he could smell how aroused she was.

“Nah. You don’t need to do anything to make it hotter for me. Just knowing I’m about to fuck you has me on fucking fire.”

She didn’t say anything, just let go of the headboard long enough to sit up. When he cocked his brow at her for moving, she cocked hers right back. “I presume you want me naked?”

Before he had a chance to answer, she tugged up her jersey and tossed it aside, baring her golden skin and upturned breasts to him and drying out his throat. Her gaze diverted to his cock, now standing stiffly at attention. “Not sure how long you’re going to last there. Maybe we should save your games for another night.”

Just the words “another night” made his balls tighten.

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