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He paced the room, working the rope in his hands, twisting the coiled length as he looked at her, his eyes scanning her body freely, dispassionately. He worked his way to her slowly, stopping a foot away and studying her body as if he were looking for the most effective way to use the rope in hishands.
She kept her eyes downcast by instinct, sensing this was a private ritual, one that wasn’t about her at all. It should have hurt her feelings, made her angry. Instead she was grateful for her lowered eyes, for her hair offering a curtain around the desire heating herface.
The longer he looked at her, the longer he circled her with the rope in his hands, the more she wantedit.
The more she wantedhim.
When he finally reached out to brush her hair off her bare shoulders, her breath left her body in a long, shudderingsigh.
“Do you remember your safe word?” heasked.
“Yes.”
“Good. Remember to use it if you want me to stop. It’s the only way I will. The only way I’ll be ableto.”
It was the only admission he’d ever made to the strength of his own need. The confession sent a throb of pressure to herclit.
He stood behind her for a long moment before he lifted her hair to drape the rope around herneck.
This time she didn’t panic, remembering that last time the rope had left plenty of room around her neck. She followed his instructions as he worked his way around her body, telling her to lift her arms as he brought the rope around to her breasts, knotting it between them, framing them withit.
He worked the rope into knots down her stomach, one below her breasts, another at her naval, but where last time he’d stopped at her torso, this time he continued, winding the rope around her hips andass.
She closed her eyes as he came closer to the mound between her legs, her pussy desperate for his fingers and mouth and cock, the memory of her near-orgasm at the boutique lingering in hercore.
His lowered himself to his knees, the remaining rope dangling from the last knot, brushing against her skin as she tried to remain still. He buried his face between her thighs and she instinctively moved to open her legs tohim.
“Did I tell you to open your legs, Nina?” he askedsoftly.
“No.”
Her legs shook with the effort of keeping them closed as he nuzzled the short hair covering her mound. His tongue flicked against her clit and she moaned, the urge to open her legspowerful.
His fingers slipped into her all at once, easily sliding through her slickheat.
“You’re still wet for me,” he murmured. “Goodgirl.”
She almost cried out when he removed his fingers. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling with desperation. The edges of the room were fuzzy when she opened her eyes. Nothing existed outside of Jack kneeling at her feet, the friction of the rope against her skin, the throbbing of her swollen channel, crying out for him to fillher.
Her eyes flew open as he began to wind the rope around herlegs.
“Is there something you’d like to say?” heasked.
She didn’t even hesitate. “No.”
He nodded and began winding the rope around her thighs, knotting it down the front of her body as he went to hold it in place. When he finally stood she was bound from breasts to knees, the rope marching down her body in a series of loops andknots.
He looked down at her. “Are youscared?”
“No.” She was desperate. Voracious forhim.
“Good.”
He walked away from her, taking off his jacket as he went, laying it across a chair near the dresser. He unbuttoned his shirt as he turned to face her, his chest revealed an inch at a time until he discarded the shirt. He unbuckled his belt, then unfastened his pants. When he removed them she saw that his cock was erect between hislegs.
He came toward her again. His nakedness made her body cry out for him even more, its completion now closer, morepossible.
He grabbed his cock and she felt a powerful surge of lust: she wanted to be holding it in her hand, to feel its smooth shaft in her palm, to guide it into her. But even though her arms were free, she knew her touch wouldn’t bewelcome.
