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“So are you. Sir,” I said without thinking. I twisted at the waist, seeking his mouth on mine, but remembered just in time to keep my gaze forward on the light.
That cursed lamp that would haunt me in the following weeks.
His soft laugh puffed around me. “You promised me you wouldn’t look, or move. Are you unable to hold to your promise?”
I nibbled on my lip. I got the impression I’d used up my only freebie by accident. Did I need that blindfold? I never had been that kid who looked for Santa when I wasn’t supposed to, preferring to choose to believe the lie and enjoy the magic of the moment. I never tried to search for the tooth fairy either. Was this any different?
More than anything, I wanted to do what Damon asked.Needed.
I shook my head. “No. I’ll be…” I found I was unable to finish my sentence.
“Good girl.” He trailed those cold fingers across my rib cage, brushing the very lowest swell of my breasts. My nipples ached as he tapped my feet out a little more. His shadow impaired the light for a moment. Then clicks attached my ankles to the floor. He raised my hands over my head, attaching my wrists to the shackles there, too, until I stood helpless and panting.
My cat mewled inside me at the restriction, but I very firmly told her to go to hell inside my head. I didn’t move, though I wanted to try to squeeze my thighs together and alleviate the pressure building in my clit.
I didn’t turn my head away from the damn lights, though I needed to see his face, to read if I was doing what he demanded of me.
“Very. Good. Girl.” A single finger traced the lower curve of my spine, resting over my tailbone. The sensation of his hand sank into my body before he took it away.
Heat pooled between my thighs. My arousal dripped down my legs, and he hadn’t even started. I was completely bare except for the cuffs and that stupid green bracelet that I snapped against my wrist.
His cool touch returned, tracking swirls around my ribs and armpits. I bit my lips, my thighs trembling. I tried not to break his rules, but the sensation overwhelmed me. Keeping his touch light, he tickled me until I shuddered in my shackles, laughing and crying and trying not to look at him.
I stumbled as he found a sensitive spot to torture behind my knees, sweeping back and forth. The alcohol of before sat low in my belly, too low. If he kept this up, I’d find out exactly what those slits in the floor were for.
Stop!” I pleaded, twisting in place, my bare feet stamping into the concrete in a bid to dodge the touch I’d craved moments before. “Please!”
Damon’s hand was quickly replaced with a blooming heat.
Smack, smack, smack.
I jumped at the sound, but my shock turned to moans by the time the last blow fell.
Almost along with me.
I whimpered and clenched my hands until my nails bit into my palms.
“Such a good girl.” He circled me, his steps stopping at one side. Heat bloomed against my cheek as he pressed a sweet kiss there before licking the corner of my mouth.
I gasped and his tongue traced along mine, though he didn’t seal our mouths together like I expected. Hoped.
“Perfect. Now balance there while I take my pleasure from you.”
I let my eyes fall shut, breaking his rule in my predicament.
Unfortunately, he saw.
Breath tickled my nape as he drew his nose along my spine, following up with his tongue.
“That’s one.”
Chapter Four
Dr. Blake
Kiera couldn’t be more perfect. Seeing her strain where she hung, wobbling on her toes to maintain her balance, her pretty feet tapping the floor in a sexy, desperate dance.
Appropriate.
