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I blink up at him, wondering what other part of me he could possibly tie down, when he pulls out a red scarf and loops it around my head. The moment it cuts off my sight, everything feels different.
The darkness, it leaves me nothing to focus on but myself. My body laid open and bare. The knots on the restraints aren’t tight enough to keep me here if I don’t want to be, but still. It’s vulnerable in a way it’s never been before. A shallow breath passes my lips, then another, my chest rising and falling in quick succession.
Warm hands press to either side of my face, and his voice is close when Reid murmurs, “You’re safe with me, Valerie. Always. Nothing happens here that you don’t want, you understand? You say the word, and everything stops.”
I pull in another breath, and his thumb strokes my cheek.
“Do you trust me?” he asks.
I nod.
“Do you want me to stop now?”
I shake my head.
I ignite beneath his touch, heightened now that I’ve lost one of my senses. His fingers take their time trailing from my face, down my neck, over my collarbones, between my breasts, then back up, lightly circling my nipples. He grazes his knuckles against the sides of my breasts, beneath them, the touch so featherlight my body is already screaming for more.
Which must be exactly what he intends, because he never stays in one place for long, the light touch traveling over every inch of my body until I somehow feel it everywhere at once and nowhere at all.
It’s just his fingertips at first, but then I feel his hot breath wash across the skin of my inner thigh as his mouth gets closer, and my muscles tighten in anticipation. But then the heat fades, and he goes back to running his fingers up one thigh, across my hips, and down the other, slowly getting closer and closer to where I want him.
I adjust myself on the bed, shimmying my hips farther down, and a small whine escapes me.
Either not hearing it—or, what’s more likely, ignoring me—Reid flattens his palms on the outside of my thighs, his fingers digging in, and then finally,finally, I feel his tongue.
He barely brushes my clit, but my hips jolt as the air whooshes from my lungs, the anticipation already having me wound so tight I know it won’t take long.
He kisses the insides of my thighs before returning to my core, but again, barely brushes it. I don’t even bother trying to disguise the whine this time.
But then he prods at my entrance, a single finger sliding inside, and I sigh, my head tilting back in the pillows. He strokes me gently, slowly, before adding a second finger and curling them both inside me, hitting exactly the right spot to make me moan.
A warm, thudding pleasure radiates down the bond, spreading from my chest to my stomach to between my thighs. I can’t tell if it’s mine or his or he’s stroking the line connecting us to amplify the sensations coming from his tongue and his fingers.
But still, he says nothing, just works his fingers faster, harder, until I’m panting, my hips struggling to rise from the bed to meet each of his thrusts.
He’s not usually this quiet. All I can hear are my own breaths, the slick sound of his fingers pumping in and out of me, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.
“Reid?” I breathe, and it comes out like a question.
A loud buzzing fills the room instead of his reply, and my head jerks up. Is that my…when did he have a chance to find my vibrator?
I open my mouth, but no words come out, only a loud, drawn-out moan as he lowers the vibrator to my clit, and then nothing else exists in this moment. His fingers keep the same pace, and my breathing quickens as blistering, intoxicating heat floods through me.
But then he pulls the vibrator away, and I gasp, my wrists straining against their ties. His tongue takes its place, and I grind my hips, desperately trying to get the lost orgasm back, and he pulls away again.
“Reid,” I all but cry, my chest heaving. My inner thighs burn from scratching against his stubble—
“Reid…?” My voice comes out small, uncertain. He’s almost always clean-shaven. I would’ve noticed if…
The large length of him replaces his fingers, nudging at my entrance, but then continuing up, sliding along the slickness between my thighs, and I gasp as he grinds against my clit. He seems to be in no hurry though, languidly stroking himself against me until I’m panting and desperately arching my hips up to meet him.
Before I can let out another plea, he thrusts inside so quickly that my breath catches. With how fucking wet I am at this point, there’s no resistance. Instinctively, I try to wrap my legs around him or reach for his arms now braced on either side of my head, but then the restraints register again, leaving me helpless to his thrusts as they slowly increase in speed and force.
Fuck.The heat tears through me as pressure builds in my chest. There have been times with Reid that were rough, but this…this feels like…
Ice floods my veins as the man on top of me leans forward, the scruff on his jaw scraping the side of my neck as he murmurs in my ear, “You’re doing so good for me, princess.”
Princess.
