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Still holding her eyes, he lowered his mouth to the silky skin of her inner thigh and felt her legs tremble and tighten around him.
‘I mean it.’ Her jaw jutted. ‘Only I won’t use a cloth to tie you up. I’ll get handcuffs.’
Blood shot to his already engorged penis and he had to close his eyes. The sight of her spread before him was too much temptation for a man who’d gone without for ten whole months. A mere week together had been nowhere near enough to take the edge off his hunger for her.
But with eyes shut his imagination was free to conjure images of Elisabeth trying to turn the tables on him. He’d never had a penchant for handcuffs, but with his wife anything was possible.
Like the fact that each day, each hour, sex with her was better than before.
‘Is that supposed to scare me?’ He licked up her leg and across to the knot of nerve endings where she was most sensitive, and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure as her thighs turned lax and opened around him. He breathed in the dusky rose scent of her arousal. ‘You can tie me up as much as you like, Elisabeth. I won’t try to stop you.’
He enjoyed those times when she took the initiative. She was a generous, passionate woman. She’d never left him unsatisfied. But even if she had, Jack took almost more pleasure from watching her climax than he did from his own orgasms.
He burrowed his head between her thighs and focused again on bringing her to the edge.
It didn’t take much. She was already primed.
‘Jack Reilly! Stop that now!’
He jerked his head up.
Her face was flushed, eyes glittering brighter than polished gems. She didn’t look angry so much as on edge. ‘Itoldyou.’ She pouted. ‘I needyou.’
Jack told himself it was sexual arousal speaking. But her words lodged deep within him.
She needed him.
Enough to stay with him this time?
His heart bumped hard against his ribs. He’d experienced his fair share of desertion, starting with his parents. It was his least favourite thing.
He’d told himself as he secured her wrists to the bed head that this was just a sex game. He’d wanted Elisabeth mindless with pleasure. But even so he couldn’t miss the significance of her bound hands.
He was a modern man. He’d never forcibly restrain her from leaving him. Yet there was something deeply satisfying about having her exactly where he wanted her. Solace for the gut-rending memory of her walking out on him.
‘Please, Jack.’ She blinked and he saw her eyelashes spike as tears welled.
Instantly he moved to kneel astride her as he reached for the cloth that bound her. He tossed the sash aside and lifted her hands to his mouth, kissing the inside of her wrists and her palms. ‘I didn’t mean to scare you.’
‘Scare me?’ Her fingers curled strongly around his. ‘You didn’t scare me, you frustrated me.’ He looked down and met eyes glowing gemstone-bright with emotion. ‘I love... I like that you’re so unselfish, giving me all those climaxes, but I want toholdyou.’ She paused, drawing a deep breath that made her raspberry-tipped breasts wobble invitingly. ‘I want to be with you this time.’
Jack’s lungs expanded as he fought not to read too much into her words. After all, this was what he’d wanted, Elisabeth so deeply in thrall to him sexually that there’d be no more talk of separate lives.
This week had gone exactly as he’d hoped. More so. Perhaps he should have made time for a honeymoon after all.
He couldn’t remember a better time. Not even the highs of his first business successes or the satisfaction of bringing much-needed assistance to people in remote areas who rarely received benefits like free power.
A soft hand skimmed down his body, past his thundering chest, over abdominal muscles that twitched at her light touch, to encircle his erection.
Jack swallowed hard, his mouth drying.
This was why he’d tied her up—her ability to stop him thinking. To make him even more crazy for her so he couldn’t concentrate on seducing her.
Her hand slid up his length, squeezing with just the right pressure. Amazing to think she hadn’t been with a man before him. No other woman had ever aroused him so easily and so totally.
‘Jack?’
He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts as he took her wrist and pulled her hand away, ignoring an inner howl of protest.
