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Why, oh, why is this making me more soaked between my thighs?
Huffing, I hold still as he ties the bandana around my eyes. It’s disorienting, making me feel defenseless.
He lays a soft kiss on my shoulder, his breath dancing across my heated flesh. “Lay down.”
My body tingles as I obey, laying against the pillows. Chase straddles my body higher. I can feel his fat cock rub against my sternum, leaving a snail trail along my skin.
Good God, that’s hot, knowing a guy wants you so badly, he leaks with excitement before he’s inside of you. I wish I could see it pulsing with need.Stupid blindfold.
My ears strain to hear what he might be doing. There’s a distinctive wheezing sound of fabric being pulled against a metal surface, like a rope through a pulley.
What the...?
Fingers softly stroke my wrists. “Will you let me restrain you?”
My voice hitches as I ask, “Bondage? What are you tying me to?”
“Anchored hooks. I built them into the headboard for this purpose.”
“Wait. The decorative rings on the bed are anchor hooks?”Seriously?!He’s done this enough to inspire him to build a bed with anchors?
How many women have been tied to his bed?
Jealousy burns like acid in my gut. It’s wrong to judge another’s sexual past. Yet I’m seriously annoyed he’d place me in the same group of women.
I harrumph out of irritation. “I don’t want to be tied up where you’ve had other women, Chase.”
“Shush,” he coos low in my ear. His breath tickles my neck, making me shiver. “Calm down, baby. This is a pilot run.”
My eyebrows rise behind my blindfold. “I’m the first?”
“You’re the only one I want to share my love nest with.”
I snort.Love nest? How inane.My body shakes before I break into full-blown giggles.
“Love dungeon seemed like a turn-off,” he says, unashamed.
My laughing stops, panic settling in its place. I release a trembling moan. “Chase—”
“Have I ever hurt you?”
“No, but—”
“Did I make you feel good the last time we were together?”
Heat rushes up my cheeks, recalling how amazing our first time was. “Y—yes.”
“Do you trust me to keep you safe from everything?”
Without a doubt.“Yes.”
“Then trust me with your body. I’ll never hurt you. I lo…” Chase stops short of dropping the “love” bomb again. My heart pangs painfully at hearing him hold it back. “You’re everything I care about. If you want out, I’ll release you. But if you want to feel more than you’ve ever felt before…”
Feel more than I did before? Is that possible?
I bite my bottom lip, torn with handing over control. On the one hand, I don’t want to appear weak. But on the other hand, I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I’m too afraid to admit I want to hand over the reins, not to have to decide.
In my everyday life, I call the shots. Even when I worked under management at the financial firm, I ran things the way I wanted.
