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Laura felt something unknot inside her when Rafe pinned her wrists with one hand. She loved this. She loved him. That thought made her shudder. Rafe nipped her lip hard before soothing the spot with his tongue and then stroked into her mouth again.
She kissed him back. It felt so good. He kept kissing her. When he wrenched his mouth away, they were both panting with need.
“Are you sure?” he said against her mouth.
“Yes,” she whispered back.
He kissed her hard one last time, and then he pulled her toward the tack room. Spinning her around, he pulled the zipper of her dress down, pressing hot kisses along her spine. Shivers of awareness danced across her skin from every touch of his lips.
“You’re even more gorgeous than I remembered,” he said when he stood and pushed the dress off her shoulders. It pooled at her feet. She tried not to think about the fact that she’d bought a matching set of pink lace underwear and a bra to wear under the dress. Had she unconsciously hoped he’d see it?
Turning her, he bent his head and licked his way along the edge of the material, cupping her breast. “I really like these.”
She whimpered when his fingers pinched her nipples through the lace, moaning when he replaced it with his tongue. The wet lace chaffed her sensitive skin. Arching, she begged, “Please.”
His chuckle was low and dark.
Straightening, he looked around the room. His face stretched in a broad grin. Walking over to the equipment, he grabbed several long loops of leather reins. She shivered standing in the middle of the room and he stopped.
“You cold, Freckles?”
Laura shook her head. Rafe stalked toward her and snapped the leather so that it flicked against her upper thigh. She hissed but didn’t flinch. It wouldn’t be that bad this time. Rafe would give her some pleasure after hurting her, at least.
“If I ask you a question, Freckles, I need you to answer. Do you understand?”
“Yes. I’m not cold.”
“Good girl,” he crooned, and warmth curled low in her stomach.
Taking one hand, he led her across the room to where a saddle sat draped over a wooden post. He took Laura’s chin in his hand and forced her to look at him.
“This all stops if you say red, Freckles.”
“Ok.”
What else was there to say?
Rafe studied her for several minutes before he spun her around and bent her over the saddle. His hands were rough on her skin as he ran them down her back, pulling her underwear down. Tapping each foot for her to lift it up, he pulled them free and brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply.
Laura blushed. Even though she knew there was pain coming, just the idea of Rafe touching her again had her turned on and now he would know that.
“I think there’s a little naughty girl inside you Freckles. Let’s see.”
He balled the fabric up and pocketed it. “I think I’ll keep these,” he said with a wink, and Laura shuddered. Kneeling behind her, Rafe used the leather reins to tie her hand to her opposite foot. She tugged on instinct, but Rafe just ran a soothing hand up the side of one leg.
“Are you alright, Freckles?”
“Yes.”
“Good. What do you need to say to stop?”
“Red,” she breathed.
Even as she spoke, Rafe sank his teeth into the fleshy part of her ass. Laura let out an undignified squeak, but his tongue was already soothing the sore spot. The feel of his tongue against her skin sent lightening dancing along her nerves. Rafe mouthed his way across her ass until he was tonguing her entrance with slow strokes, like he was savoring it.
It was obvious he wasn’t in a hurry because, no matter how much she moaned or whimpered, he kept up the same languid pace.
