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“Say it again,” he demanded, releasing her leg to crawl up the bed toward her.
“Not sure how long you’re going to last there,” she began, laughter in her eyes. “Maybe we should save your games—”
He covered her mouth with his and grasped the handcuffs, snapping one on her wrist before she could evade the move. She kicked out at him as he tugged her up the bed. Somehow he managed to hook them to the headboard before she did him serious harm with her legs, though she didn’t stop after her wrist was held in place. If anything, she went wilder. Scratching his back with her free hand, scissoring her legs, bringing her knee up awfully close to his groin.
Throughout, her eyes lit with a dark amusement that made him that much more determined to make her pay, using the most sensual torture he could devise.
Like clamping an arm over her belly and moving down her body to lap at her greedy pussy, knowing full well from her heaving hips that she was fully on board with everything they were doing. She still tried to buck him off her, switching her scratches to the back of his neck. Every swipe of her nails and tug on his hair made him harder and hungrier. He parted her pussy lips and licked his way inside, going straight for her swollen clit, sucking on it while she reared up against the cuff that barely seemed capable of keeping her tethered.
“You’re going to hurt yourself,” he said against her pussy, slipping his fingers inside her. Slow, easy strokes at first, then faster, more insistent ones as he felt her walls start to clench. “Do you want the band to see your wrist all bruised tomorrow?” He turned his head and bit the inside of her thigh while his fingers kept pace. “These bruises no one gets to see but me.”
She let out a frustrated moan and he returned his mouth to her slit, sliding his tongue up and down in a languid rhythm that was the exact opposite to the punishing thrusts of his fingers. Already he could tell she enjoyed a mixture of sensations. Rough and gentle, easy and wild.
Whatever got her off, he would do. He just wouldn’t be quick about it.
“Ry.” It wasn’t a plea, almost an admonition.
He pressed his hand to her belly and kissed his way up over her landing strip, continuing upward while she writhed. He captured her nipple between his teeth and pumped his fingers in and out, driving deep and yanking them back until just the tips remained inside to torment her.
“Ry,” she said again, annoyed now. “I want it.”
“Do you now?” He transferred his attention to her other breast, alternating between sucking and nipping the sensitive flesh. With his mouth full of her, he lifted his gaze to her flushed face. “So beg me.”
Chapter Ten
“Beg you?” Denver threw back her head and laughed, but the sound was forced. “You’re crazy.”
Ryan sucked harder and her laughter turned hollow. He withdrew his fingers and clasped her lonely nipple with them, soaking it with her wetness. Then he leaned over and blew on the raised tip of her breast as he slipped his fingers back inside of her.
She said nothing, just squirmed.
Time to bump things up a notch.
After pulling out his fingers, he grasped the lube and popped the top.
“Maybe I don’t feel like ass play.”
He smiled. “You didn’t seem to mind the other night.”
She huffed out a breath. “I never knew you had a vindictive side.”
“Edging isn’t being vindictive, Colorado. It’s called forestalling the immediate rush for a much bigger, better one.”
“No one but you uses the word ‘forestalling’ in bed—” She broke off as he drizzled the lube along the lips of her pussy. It was the warming kind, and despite her wetness, he knew it would amp up her arousal even faster. “That feels…” She exhaled. “Tingly.”
He rubbed it along her lips, keeping his touch careful, not wanting to build things too fast. He wanted to keep her at a certain level, humming like a well-oiled machine. His thumb grazed her clit and her hips cante
d, levering straight off the bed.
Immediately, he went back for more lube, this time drizzling it along the crack of her ass.
“Christ, I hate you right now.”
He only smiled as he smoothed it around that tight crease. Watching her face as he inched in his finger, pushing the lube deeper inside. Her lips rounded and her breaths grew shallower the farther he went.
“Jesus, you’re fucking perfect.”
Her swallow was loud enough for him to hear as he reached for the anal beads. She did it again as he coated the first couple with the lube, doing it over her upper thigh so some of the moisture dripped down the inside of her leg. She rocked against the sheet, clearly impatient, and he barely stifled a groan.
