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Milton stands behind me, watching me with his jaw ground and neck tendons corded. Shivering from coldness, my skin dampens with a cold sweat.
“Enjoying yourself?” His voice is a deadly baritone as he begins circling me slowly.
“E-Exploring.” My voice shakes. “The door was open. I—”
He grabs my neck and pulls me back until my spine presses against his front. Wet from the rain outside, water seeps through my clothes, making my nipples peak. His lips find my collarbone, and I lean back into him as he leaves an intense blaze on my skin. Rubbing his crotch against my ass, I’m soaking in his sin. Wanting more. Needing so much fucking more.
“Show me, Milton,”I plead with him.
“Hmm.” Keeping his hand wrapped around my throat and pinned against his front, he grabs my hand and guides it to the bulge in his pants. “Feel.” It’s rock-solid, but not because of an erection. “A chastity cage—like those ones over there. To stop me from fucking you while I’m stuck here.”
His fingers drop to the waistband of my pants. My body pulses as he goes down and shoves aside my panties. His fingers gently ease through the slick folds of my pussy, and my back arches when his wrist brushes off my sensitive clit.
“Oh my fucking God.” My hips jerk, and a rumble of amusement flows past his lips, causing me to whimper when he removes his hand. He shoves his fingers into my mouth unexpectedly, and I taste my arousal on my tongue. It turns me on even more.
How many times has he done this? Used my own body against me? Better yet, why do I like it when he does?
“Thisis a problem,” he says, removing his fingers from my mouth, his breath heavy on the back of my neck. “Go inside and sit on my bed.”
I nearly die right then, and it takes me longer than usual to steady myself as I stagger into his room. As I sit on his bed, the dampness of my panties is hard to ignore, knowing all those wicked things in his closet have undoubtedly aroused me. It feels all wrong and right. Sexy and depraved. I’m trembling from head to toe by the time he returns, carrying something behind his back as he walks inside. Dropping it to the floor once he’s near, I don’t get a chance to see what it is before he’s pushing me back onto his bed.
Grabbing the waistband of my pants and underwear, he pulls them both down my legs, leaving me bare to him as he drops them to the floor. He looks at me for a moment. His muscles flex with obvious need for the tender flesh between my thighs.
Bending down to retrieve whatever he brought in from the floor, I inhale sharply, terror clogging my throat from the similar leather underwear in his closet. Though, this one is smaller, for a woman, with thin chains dangling like decorative loops. My stomach twists when I see the lock. “Lift your leg.”
“What? No.” He sighs deeply and leans over me. I’m surprised when he caresses my cheek, his touch so gentle.
“What did you say to me when I asked you why you wanted my help?”
“That I…I felt safe with you.”
“Remember that.”
Removing his hand, he grabs my calf, making my leg bend so he can put one of my legs through.
I’m safe with him.Safe, safe, safe. Kind of. Maybe. He’s tried to kill me a few times, but what do I know?
I can’t stop him. I’m not sure I want to. Horrified and so turned on, I tingle to be touched. But he doesn’t give me that. He intends to repress me like he does himself. Trap me even more.
“We both need to abstain from complicating things.” He puts my other leg in and pulls it up over my ass and hips. Tightening the leather strap, I gasp from the tautness around my waist as he locks it, knowing I should have fought him more. I think I’m too much in shock.
“M-Milton.” Panic tightens the muscles in my belly. “I don’t like it. Take it off.”
Pocketing the key, he grabs my wrist and pulls me off the bed. The belt feels weird to move in as he turns me and pushes me toward a long mirror.
“See this.” He points between my legs at the slit there. There are inverted spikes, and I know they will catch and scrape the skin off my fingers if I try to put them through. “You can’t touch, and neither can I without causing harm. When nature calls, you can ask me to unlock you. And then I’ll escort you to make sure you don’t feel…temptedto give yourself an orgasm, seeing as we both know who you’ll be thinking about when you do.” My face burns with humiliation, but his control over me makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I like it. Why the fuck do I like it? “The day I leave, I’ll take it off. Do you understand?”
“How else do you want to lock me up, Milton?”
“As many ways as possible.”
“The only person you’re fooling is yourself.”
“Are you uncomfortable?” He ignores me. I shift. It’s tight and will chafe after a while, I’m sure. He smiles at my expression. “Good. Because it’s how you make me feel. Every damn time I’m around you.”
