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The light breeze shifted, becoming a howl that sounded mournful. As tiny grains of salt tickled my skin, I heard a slight rumble. A storm was rolling in.
His body tensed, enough so I pushed back from the railing, trying to bite back a moan. There was no way. When he pulled me against his chest, wrapping his hand around my forehead, I’d never felt freer in my life. In the next few seconds, I sensed him tensing.
There was no other warning before he erupted deep inside my dark hole, every muscle in the man’s gorgeous frame shaking.
I was completely breathless, shocked that I’d enjoyed the round of sin as much as I had. He cradled me against him for a full minute, both of us watching the crackling of lightning pulsing in the sky.
Seconds later he pulled out, turning me around to face him. Where he’d been forceful before, there was a difference in him, the look in his eyes something I could no longer read. He lowered his head and I closed my eyes, anticipating he’d capture my lips. I sensed he was hovering over me, his hot breath skipping across my already heated skin. Then he pressed his lips against my forehead before gathering me in his arms.
There was no concept of saying no to him.
As he took long strides through the house, carrying me like a prized possession, the entire experience felt normal. Who was I to know what normal was any longer? I’d thought that’s what I had, a guy I could fall in love with, eventually get married and buy the perfect little house. Maybe pop out a kid or two. When whoosh. It had all been destroyed by…
By a tragedy I couldn’t allow myself to remember any longer.
I had no idea how he wasn’t knocking into things as he carried me up the stairs since his eyes never left mine. They also never blinked, the color intense like steel after being heated to a thousand degrees, deep silver with pearlescent flecks. I had no doubt he was going to devour me, keeping the control he’d begun on that bright day that now seemed a lifetime ago instead of a couple of days.
Being brought to his house had been completely unexpected. Perhaps I was in shock that I’d garnered his attention more than just being the sad girl down on her luck. He kicked open a partially closed door, instantly flicking a switch.
The warm glow of light in the room did little to hide the shadows. But it did provide a spotlight on his impressive bed.
One complete with shackles.
Or was that my imagination getting the better of me?
He eased me onto the center of the bed, a slight smirk on his face. “Do not move.”
“Or what will happen? “
“Or you’ll learn to respect the feel of the leather strap.” He wrapped his fingers around my arm, lifting it over my head.
I was right about the shackles. As he wrapped the thick leather around my wrist, I immediately fisted my hand. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Relax,” he said as he buckled the first one into place. “I have.” The sly grin remained on his face and I was at the point of hyperventilating already. When the first strap was in position, he rubbed his knuckles across my cheek, slowly trailing them down between my breasts. Then he walked to the other side.
By the time he moved into position, I already had my arm over my head, but I couldn’t seem to stop shaking. He was tender, brushing his fingers along the underside of my arm before grasping my wrist. As he secured the second one, I pulled on the first, the creaking sound of the leather giving me shivers.
“In giving up control, you place all your trust in your partner.”
“Okay. I mean, yes, sir.”
He lowered his gaze then placed the strap around my wrist, his eyes piercing mine as he buckled it. I could clearly tell he’d done this before, the well-worn leather an indication. “Do you trust me?”
“You did save my life.”
When he laughed, I was thrown into a moment of panic, struggling with both arms. “Close your eyes and breathe.”
I wanted to scream that he should take a breath and let me go, but I managed to hold myself together. “I’m trying.”
“You’re doing very well.” Suddenly his heated breath was cascading across my face and I shuddered. “The act of letting go isn’t about pain, although it does provide intense pleasure. You had a small taste of that.”
From the way he’d described the various kinks, I wasn’t certain I could handle but so much more. He continued touching me, calming my nerves, his footsteps reverberating into my ears. When he reached my leg, he bent it at the knee, which forced me to open my eyes just as he was reaching for another piece of bondage gear I hadn’t noticed before.
As he secured my leg in place, I held my breath, conscious of the fact I was completely helpless. I couldn’t imagine doing this with a stranger.
Every step he took was methodical, repeating the same tethering with my other leg. Now I was spread wide open and completely vulnerable to him. He returned to the end of the bed, staring down at me with complete lust in his eyes.
“You are so beautiful tied and waiting for me to devour you.” The huskiness of his voice sent another shiver trickling down my spine. I was so wet, aching to have him touch me, yet I was embarrassed, which was a surprise. We’d already had sex, not once but twice. He’d seen all of me, every last curve and flaw. However, this was completely different. He could do anything he wanted to me and there would be nothing I could do.
