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He firmed his voice. “Harper, your body said yes, but I need you to acknowledge that aloud. Reading about this stuff in a book or watching some billionaire act it out in a bloody movie doesn’t come close to the reality of a man tying you to a bed.”
Harper ran her hands over the tops of her thighs. “When you first mentioned bondage the other night, I was intrigued. Tonight...” She looked at his hand on her knee as she drew in a deep breath. “Tonight was so much more. I’ve never felt so turned on. But I’m not sure I want the whole Dom/sub thing that I’ve read about in those erotic romance books. So far, I’ve liked the domination, but I’m not into calling you Sir or anything like that.” Her tone strengthened on the last sentence. She lifted her gaze to his. “Is that enough for you? I get the impression you’ve experienced more than just tying up women.”
“I have.” Years ago, he’d dated a woman in the kink lifestyle, but her tastes went deeper than Seth’s. “My needs are basic. I want to be in control during sex. Some bondage and spanking adds to the mix.” He rubbed her knee, wanting to keep their contact fluid. “I’m fine with those limits.”
“I could, uh, try working with that.”
Brave little thing.
“Then the only thing you need to remember is if anything gets too much, or you need a break, say the word ‘red’.”
“You mean a safe word?” Her body and expression relaxed at the mention of something familiar. “I’ve read about them, too.”
“Yeah, a safe word.” He leaned forward, crowding her as he pushed down on her knee, flattening both legs and effectively starting her first lesson. “Say it to show you understand.”
“Red.” She leaned back on her elbows as he advanced.
“Good girl,’ he whispered against her lips and kissed her, all the time pushing her back until she was lying flat on the mattress.
He stood and undressed, feeling the relief as his erect cock sprung free from his jockeys. “Where are your scarves?”
Her gaze flew from his cock to his face. She blinked as her chest rose at his question. It was all getting real for his coffee girl. “In my dresser.” She nodded to her left. “Second drawer.”
Seth walked over to the tall, dark wood dresser and pulled out the drawer. Rolls of neatly folded scarves lay on their sides. He picked two, went to his gym bag and pulled out a condom from his toiletries case, and sheathed himself.
“Put your arms over your head. Bend them at your elbows.”
She obeyed, all the while not taking her gaze from the scarves in his hands.
Hmm, she needed a distraction. Dropping the strips of silk near her head, he cupped her breast. “I haven’t kissed you here yet.” He licked the tip, feeling it harden against his tongue as he traced the edge of her nipple and then squeezed the plumpness of her breast. “Never get enough of touching you, Harper.” Seth repeated the same with her other breast, watching her face as she closed her eyes and pressed her head deeper into the pillow. He continued until both plum-colored buds were pebbled hard, and her breasts were full and ripe from his massage.
Grabbing a scarf, he quickly tied her wrists together, making sure not to cut off her circulation.
Harper’s eyes flashed open, and she twisted her head to try to see what he was doing.
“Eyes on me.” He remained silent until she complied. “This is about making you feel good, baby.”
She sank back into the bed. “It’s just…new.”
He made quick work of looping the second scarf around the bonds of the first. After allowing about a foot of length, he tied the ends to the headboard. Leaning back, he ran his hand over her breasts, and his gaze traveled the length of her naked body.
“You’re gorgeous, Harper. Tied. Helpless.” Seth pinched a nipple and smiled at her swift intake of breath. Lovely. He moved his hand down her body, skimming the wetness above her clit and pushed between her legs. “I can touch you however I want, when I want.” He traced over her clit, feeling the nub harden.
“Oooh.” She tugged on the scarves.
Seth chuckled. “See, firm enough to keep you in place.” He pushed one of her thighs wide and high. “Bend your knees and spread for me.”
Harper did his bidding, and he couldn’t miss the way she tilted her pelvis up, inviting his touch. The late summer sunlight shining through the bedroom window highlighted the sheen of moisture coating her pussy.
His cock throbbed in need. “I’ve been waiting all day for a taste.” He moved between her legs, his face now inches from her pussy. Glancing up, he saw the straining muscles in her neck as she stared back. “I plan to take my time enjoying myself.”
“Oh, Christ.” Her head fell back.
Seth pressed one hand down on her lower belly and felt the muscles tighten under his touch. From nerves or anticipation? He dipped his head, and her musky feminine scent filled his senses. In one firm, long lick, he ran his tongue up the length of her pussy, ending by flicking the hood of her clit. Her soft cry spurred him on as he teased and tormented her clit, swirling around the tiny bud, then dipping inside her. The unique taste of sweet and salty filled his mouth.
“Seth, please.” Her desperate plea was sweet music to his ears. She pushed one foot into the bed and lifted her hips, pushing herself against his mouth.
He lifted his head and spanked her, right on the red, swollen area of her clit. His hard stare met her wide-eyed look and cry of shock. “Who’s in charge?”
