Page 92 of The Proposal


Font Size:  

"It’s a water-based lubricant and it’ll amplify your pleasure so much more." I kiss her lips, whisper my lips across her jawline, and nibble on her earlobe. She shivers. I press her eyelids shut, then step back. I head to the cabinet, pull out what I need, then return to her. "Raise your head."

When she obliges, I tie the silk scarf about her eyes.

She jerks, but doesn’t protest. I test it to make sure it’s not too tight, but tight enough to stop her from anticipating what’s to come.

"Is that okay?"

She nods.

Then I kiss her on her lips again.

"I’m going to restrain your hands and your legs."

She hesitates, then slowly nods.

"Are you sure about this, LadyBird?"

She draws in a breath, then jerks her chin. "I’m sure."

"What’s your safe word?"

"Reflection."

"All you have to do is say it, and I’ll stop." Then I pull her arms over her head and loop the rope around her wrists before securing them to the headboard. I test the knots. "Is that comfortable?"

She swallows, but when she says, "It is," her voice is strong.

Once more, I brush my mouth over hers. Her lips part, but I resist the urge to slide my tongue over hers and taste her. I loop the rope around one ankle and tie it to the footboard, then do the same with the other.

I test the knots, then kiss each ankle in turn before I survey her, all spread out for my delectation. "How does that feel?"

A trembling grips her. She opens her mouth, and a whine bleeds from her lips. Her nipples are diamond hard, and moisture glistens on the pink flesh between her thighs.

"Baby, do you want me to stop?"

38

Isla

"No," I breathe. "No. Don’t stop." And I mean it.

I thought he’d simply proceed with what he was going to do. The fact that he’s stopped every step of the way and checked in on me is both reassuring and encouraging, and so hot. There’s something so very sexy about him being concerned for me—almost as much as the need for him to take from me without asking.

The contradictory emotions flare in my chest. My belly tightens, and my clit throbs. I try to squeeze my thighs together, but the restraints stop me. And somehow, that only turns me on more.

"You sure, baby?" He wraps his fingers about my toes and squeezes gently. I can’t stop myself from shuddering, half in arousal, but also because it’s so comforting. The combined sensations are even more arousing.

"Liam, please," I whine.

"Please what?" I hear the laughter in his tone. Asshole’s toying with me. He knows the more he extends the process, the more turned on I am, and the more I crave his touch.

"Liam!" I warn.

"Tell me what you need, baby." His voice brushes over my sensitized nerve endings.

My scalp tingles. My palms itch. My skin feels too tight for me, and every cell in my body seems to be holding its breath.

"I need whatever it is you’ve planned for me. Then, I want you to fuck me, hard," I gasp.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like