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“But do you still want me?” And I instantly regret letting the question slip from my lips.

T pulls back, lifting my chin until my watery eyes meet his dark ones. “There isn’t a second that goes by that I don’t want you, Holly. You are my whole fucking world.” He sighs and then leans in and kisses my forehead while smoothing my hair back. “I know I’ve been… preoccupied since we’ve returned. But I never want you to question your place here. I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel unwanted. I fucking want you. If I could get away with having you handcuffed to me 24/7, I fucking would.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything,” I whisper. What was I thinking? I’m meant to be helping him, not adding to the burden he’s already carrying.

“Yeah, you should have. It’s not your fault if you felt unwanted; it’s mine.”

“That’s not true. It’s just… we haven’t… Well, you know we haven’t done… it since coming back home.”

T quirks an eyebrow at me. “Sex, Holly. You can say the word. I’ve heard much worse come out of that pretty little mouth before.” He laughs. “I don’t want you to feel like we have to have sex. After what happened, I just thought that maybe you’d need some time.”

He thought I’d need some time? “What I need is for you to touch me, T. I need to lose myself in you.”

I see the lust in his eyes. He smirks as he trails his fingers along the inside of my thigh, pushing the towel upward. “You want me to touch you, dolcezza? Where?”

“Everywhere,” I moan as his fingers reach higher, lightly brushing over my pussy lips.

T jumps to his feet, and the next minute, I land flat on my back on the bed. “Don’t move,” he says as he walks into the closet. Where the bloody hell is he going? He doesn’t leave me waiting long, however, returning with two black silk ties in his hand. He kneels on the bed, a knee strategically positioned between my thighs. My breath catches as he leans forward and growls into my ear, “Arms above your head, dolcezza.”

I don’t hesitate to comply. My arms practically fly above my head, following his instruction as my body tingles with anticipation.

“Good girl.” His teeth graze my earlobe as he wraps one of the ties around both of my wrists. He then secures it to the rail on the bedhead. I instinctively pull on the restraints but get nowhere.

“Were you a boy scout?” I ask. He clearly knows how to tie a good knot.

“No.” His lips trail down my neck and along my collarbone, before he grabs my chin between his fingers and slams his lips down on mine. His tongue forcefully invades my mouth. We duel for control for only a minute, until I submit to his demanding, rough strokes. He pulls away. “Fuck, I’ve missed this mouth,” he says. Then, he straightens and retrieves the other tie he discarded beside my head. I pull on my wrists again, but there’s no use. I’m not getting out of this. I’m at his mercy.

“Where’d you learn to tie knots like that if you weren’t a boy scout?” I ask, tugging on the bindings again.

T looks at me and smirks. “Some things are best left unanswered, dolcezza. Now lie still.” He places the silk tie over my eyes and lifts my neck slightly, somehow managing to secure the material behind my head. I feel his breath on my throat… my ear. My chest rises and falls rapidly, and a light sweat coats my skin, causing a chill to travel along my spine and goosebumps to accompany it. “You have no idea how badly I want to bury my cock so far into your tight little pussy and fuck you into tomorrow. I want you to feel me in every little movement your body makes.”

“Yes, that. Do that, T. Now!” I yell.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I remember someone begging me to touch them all over. So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to lick, suck, and kiss every goddamn inch of this delicious fucking body of yours.”

I release a mix between a groan and a moan when I feel his mouth close over my neck, just under my ear. His teeth dig in as he sucks, only to let go and lick the same spot, the sensation oddly soothing against the ache of the bite. I don’t know how I’ll survive whatever he has planned. I’m on fire, my core is pulsing with the need to feel him inside me, and my juices are already leaking down my inner thighs.

At the realization, my cheeks heat up and I know I’m flush.

ChapterThree

Having Holly tied up and sprawled out for me is an aphrodisiac like no other. Her body is fucking perfection. As I make my way down her torso, licking, biting, and sucking on every inch of her silky-smooth skin, I can’t help but thank God for the gift that is my wife. There is so much I want to do with this body, so many experiences I want to give her. To be able to offer her the kind of pleasure she’s never had before. That’s what I want to do… I want to bury myself so deep within her soul that I become part of hers.

As I reach the apex of her thighs, I stop and jump up. “Hold that thought. Don’t move.” I laugh as I walk into the closet for a second time.

“What the hell, T? Where’d you go? Don’t you dare leave me here!” she yells, struggling against her restraints.

“Holly, I’m never leaving you.” I climb back onto the bed, placing the objects I retrieved next to her. Leaning in, I take her lips, nibbling on the bottom one before forcing my tongue inside her mouth. “Mmm, you always taste so fucking good.”

“Maybe you should never stop tasting me then?” Holly questions.

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” I offer her one last peck on the lips. “Do you trust me, Holly?” I ask.

“More than anyone.”

“Good, because what I’m about to do to you, what I’m about to give you, show you, you’re going to need to hold on to that trust. Believe that I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before.” I start making my way down her body, settling myself between her legs.

“Mmm, what?”

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