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“Nothing.”
“Tell me or we stop now, I untie you, and you won’t be allowed to come again the rest of the night.”
“What are you going to do to me?” she blurted out.
“Sorry, kitten. I’m not going to tell you because you’ll be fretting over the next step instead of enjoying what’s happening.”
Because she couldn’t deny it, she settled for scowling up at him. “That hardly seems fair.”
“You can use your haughty, professional voice on me all you want, little girl. It’ll just make your screams sound that much sweeter.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Instead of answering her, he disappeared into the closet again, this time reemerging with a short strip of leather in one hand, his opposite fist tightly closed around something else.
“What’s in your hand?”
“You’ll see in a minute.”
If she could have stomped her foot just then, she would have. “Why can’t you just tell me?”
“Because I don’t want to.”
“Why?”
“Do you need to understand why? Or do you just need to listen and do as you’re told?”
“I’m supposed to listen, but…”
“Then stop asking questions and turn off that beautiful brain of yours for a while. Just focus on what you feel. The pain.” Dropping the strap on the bed, he reached out and pinched her nipple. “The pleasure.” He ran his tongue over the abused peak. “Can you do that for me, baby? Just let go and feel?”
If anyone could make her brain stop working, it was him. He’d taken her there before, and if she’d let him, he would do it again. “I’ll try, sir.”
“Good girl. Let’s get these clamps on you and see how much those pretty nipples can take.”
Chapter 15
Austin
Watching Kit’s eyes go wide with surprise and need was always a delight. A man could get off on that look alone.
But since he had plans for his kitten, he ignored his rock-hard cock and focused on her.
“Will it hurt?”
Her tone was laced with fear, but enough curiosity to soothe his conscience. “Yeah, baby. It’s going to hurt.”
“Okay.” Nibbling at her bottom lip, she moved her shoulders, her arms pulling at the rope he’d wound around her wrists.
“How are your arms? Any tingling or numbness?” Moving to the head of the bed, he checked her fingers for any signs of circulation issues. There was a bit of redness where the rope was rubbing her skin, but nothing dangerous.
“No, sir. I’m good.”
“Tell me if that changes.”
His instruction was met with a subtle eye roll. “Yes, sir.”
Biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself from grinning at her brattiness, he raised an eyebrow at her. That was all it took for her to flush a delectable shade of pink and give him a sheepish smile.
