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Not good enough. “Say it, Harper. I want the words.”
“Touch my pussy, Seth. Please.”
“That’s right, baby.” Seth ran the tips of his fingers over the flesh above her clit. They glided along her slick wetness. He widened his fingers, tracing the outer lips of her pussy, drawing the flesh apart. “So wet. But I’m not touching where you want, am I? And there’s nothing you can do about it.” She tugged against his grip, and he chuckled close to her ear. “Are you scared, little one? Or excited at not being able to move? Does it make you want to try something harder? What if I tied you with my belt? Imagine the leather wrapped around your wrists, pulled tight. You could tug all you like and not get free.”
She closed her eyes, and let her head fall back, snared in the fantasy.
Fucking beautiful.
Gliding his fingers in her wetness, he circled a fingertip around her clit, pulling back the hood and letting the air caress the bundle of nerves. Expectation was a massive aphrodisiac. “How quickly will you come, Harper?” He thrust two fingers deep inside, twisting them as he rubbed the sides of her warmth. She jolted in his arms. Lovely.
He kissed her just above her ear. “Will I rub your clit?” Her chest rose and fell faster. “Press down?” She clamped her lips together. “Maybe I’ll pinch it instead?”
“Oh, God.” She whimpered, and tried to kick her legs, but was pinned by Seth’s.
“See, little one? Totally fucking helpless.” Seth twisted his fingers, caressing her g-spot. Her full body shudder filled him with a surge of pure male satisfaction. Everything about her—from her raw physical responses to the eagerness with which she embraced his dark game—drove him to the point he was battling with himself not to thrust inside her here and now.
The irony that she held that power over him when he was stating the opposite aloud was not lost on him. He wanted her on her bed, spread wide and tied helpless as he sank deep into her warmth.
Seth dragged his thumb along the slickness of her pussy. With the tip of a finger, he traced tiny circles on her clit. “I want to hear you cry out.”
She bowed her back as her body stiffened. With her chin pointing to the ceiling, she sobbed, “Oh,God.Oh,God.Oh,God.” Seth watched the muscles in her thighs tremble with her release. The skin across her chest pinked from her exertion as she took in a few steadying breaths. Yet he was far from done. Her eyes opened as he kept touching, teasing, tormenting. “Jesus, Seth, I can’t.” She broke off as her hips ground against him in a panicked need to break free. Her gaze, wide and desperate, implored him to show mercy.
But he had none. “Yes, you can, sweetness.” He pushed his fingers inside, this time using three and pumped them in and out in quick, hard strokes. “You think I’d stop at one?”
Her frantic cry went ignored as he continued to drive her harder. He used the strength of his thighs to push against her legs, forcing her lower body down deeper into the beanbag, and keeping her in place.
“There’s no escape. I want everything you can give. No holding back.” He slowed his strokes and rubbed the tips of his fingers right over her g-spot. Her body stiffened a moment before shuddering against him as her wail of pleasure filled his ears. “That’s right. Give me everything. Again. Show me how gorgeous you are when you come.”
Her lips parted. Hard shudders shook her body as her hands fisted. All the while she stared up at him. The muscles in her pussy clamped around his fingers as her pleasure played out on her face. He didn’t look away. Not for a moment. Each flicker of her eyes, each deep swallow and shuddering breath told the story.
“That’s it. Ride it out to the very last moment.”
And she did until her body collapsed, giving him her full weight as she drew in soft breaths. He withdrew his hand and trailed a wet path of her arousal up her body. Loosening his grip on her wrists, but still keeping her in the mindset of being caught, he used his free hand to slide his fingers through her hair, gently freeing the strands to fan them out against the fabric of the beanbag.
She turned her face toward him, giving him a lovely view of her flushed cheek as her warm breath caressed his neck. He laid a kiss on her heated skin. “Look at me, Harper.”
Slowly, she faced him, her gaze bright like the embers of a fire that had burned brilliant and now glowed with the heat that remained. Sated. Satisfied.
And her night had only just begun.
“You have so much more to give. Tonight, we’re going to explore those limits.” Her eyes widened a fraction before he captured her mouth. His tongue pressed past her lips and explored, tasting her, wishing her to feel the intimacy of the moment whilst still locked in his arms.
But Seth wanted to bury himself deep in her heat with her on her bed. He ended their kiss and released her wrists. “Up, baby.” Gently pushing her forward, he rose then helped her stand on unsteady legs. Without another word, he lifted the sweet bundle of woman to his chest and walked to her bedroom.
The light from her window was enough to see in the room. Seth set her on her feet next to the bed and pulled the covers down. “On you get.”
Harper scrambled to get to the center and drew her knees up in front of her. As a shield? Hmm, he needed to break that down. She studied him as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Seth, what did you mean by exploring my limits?”
He ran a finger over her cheek before he dropped his hand to rest on one of her knees. “Let me ask you this first. When I held you and you couldn’t get free, did that scare you?”
She licked her lips. “No, not really. It was more…thrilling.”
An honest answer. And it cost her by the color in her cheeks.
“And my questions about bondage, they turned you on?”
“You know they did.” A hint of pique sharpened her voice.
