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“You…want to wear that?” I whispered.
His jaw twitched and his fingertips stroked the leather contemplatively. Never, in all the time I’d known him, had I imagined that he would want to be put in restraints. Considering his past, it seemed like a bad idea.
His eyes flicked up. Fixing on me intensely.
“Go freshen up, baby,” he said lightly, jerking his head towards the bathroom. “Then come back here and climb up on the bed with me.”
Without question, I obeyed. In the bathroom, I took a moment to dab my cheeks with cold water. They were flushed and my heart pounded, but not from orgasm. There was something terrifying, but so alluring, about the thought of seeing him contained. He was so independent, so strong. The thought of trying to restrain everything he was made my head spin.
And yet…I wanted to see it.
I wanted to see Lucien Esposito bound, but not broken.
Practicing voluntary submission together had brought a depth to our intimacy I’d never anticipated. But up until now, I was always the one bound and under his control.
What would it taste like if he bent for me?
My hands shook as I dried them and slipped from the bathroom. He sat on the edge of the bed in his dark boxer briefs. The dim light glinted off his tattoos, edging his scars in shadows. Silently, I went to stand between his knees and run my fingertips over his skin.
He looked up. “Is this what you want?”
I nodded once. “I think so…but, I don’t want to be in charge during sex. It’s just not…me.”
“You won’t be,” he said, lifting the collar. “You’ll never be in charge with me. I can still control you when I’m restrained. Do you feel safe with that?”
I nodded, wordless.
“Lift your palms.” His eyes fixed to mine. Hard, icy depths dragging me to him like a magnetic field.
I raised them, spreading my fingers. He placed the leather strap in my open hands. Suddenly it all seemed too real, too dangerous.
“Lucien,” I breathed, my stomach fluttering.
“It’s alright, baby. I’m going to kneel,” he said, his voice steady. Calm, reassuring. “And you will place that around my neck. Then you will secure my hands behind my back and attach the restraints to either side of the collar. Do you understand?”
I nodded and he stepped back, but I snagged his wrist.
“Is this a good idea?” I whispered. “After…you know.”
We both knew. After Carlo Romano had kept him captive, restrained him in a cell and tortured him by flaying the skin from him bit by bit. That was the last time Lucien had been bound and the thought that he might be triggered by being restrained again frightened me.
He took my chin between his finger and thumb. “Look at me, baby.”
I obeyed, my lower lip twinging as I bit down hard on it.
“I want this. And I will not hurt you,” he said firmly. “I can get out of these restraints so if it’s…too much for me, all you have to do is stand back and I’ll release myself.”
I gave a little sigh. The thought of my husband completely out of control scared me to my core. It felt wrong for a man like him to surrender completely. He was too powerful, a force of nature as deadly as a tsunami. But if he stayed in control, I was willing to put my trust in him.
“Swear to God, Liv,” he whispered hoarsely. “I can take it.”
I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “I trust you.”
He moved to the head of the bed and sank to his knees facing me. Then, our eyes still locked, he pushed the last piece of his clothing down and unleashed his cock. Achingly hard, rising up between his thighs. Glittering with eager arousal at the tip. Heat surged in a wave down my chest, making my nipples tighten, and collected deep in my hips.
“Come here, Liv,” he said, his voice sinuous.
As soft and dark as silk.
