Page 168 of Ruthless Enforcer


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"Yes."

I don't wait for her to change her mind. Pulling her top up and over her head, I start undressing her.

Her hands come behind her to pull at my belt, her fingers brushing over my rigid cock.

I groan. That feels good.

The clasp on her bra releases with a flick of my fingers and I peel the sheer, stretchy fabric away from her generous curves. "You know how much this bra turns me on."

"Mmm hmm." She's still trying to get my belt unbuckled.

I'm enjoying the feel of her hands sliding over my engorged penis too much to help her.

"Are you wearing the matching panties?" I ask with a puff of warm breath in her ear as I cup her tits, brushing my thumbs over her swollen nipples.

She moans out an affirmative.

Picturing the sheer thong revealing the bare lips of her pussy is enough to make my cock start drooling. Good thing I have clean boxers to change into later.

I pick her up and put her on the bed, so I can take her boots and socks off. Running my fingers down the center of her arches I revel in how she gives a whole body shiver at the stimulation.

"I want your tits in my mouth."

"Then hurry up and get us naked," she demands.

A predatory smile curves my lips. "There will be no rushing this."

"It's been two weeks, Atlas!"

"I am aware." If I didn't rub one off every morning in the shower, I would explode from sexual frustration.

It's a near thing regardless.

Yanking my clothes off, I watch her squirm on the bed, her fingertips sliding over the handcuffs and then away again. She wants to be bound. She loves it, but it makes her shy sometimes.

Lucia is it for me, whatever iteration she gives me of herself. The sexually confident siren or the demure angel. Both are her. And both are mine.

Once I am naked, my cock sticking out like a flag pole from my body, I tug Lucia's leggings down her legs one slow inch at a time.

"Come on, Atlas. I know the other has to take time, but not getting undressed."

For all her complaining, she doesn't take matters into her own hands. She trusts me to take care of her, even if she isn't saying so out loud.

Or maybe she is. She did sayyes.

I leave her panties on so I can look my fill at how they cling to her puffy pussy lips because of how wet she is. "You are so beautiful,eromenus mou."

"So are you." Licking her lips, she stares at me with eyes glazed with lust.

This woman.

Kneeling on the bed, I grab the handcuffs. "Give me your wrists."

She offers them without a murmur, the scent of her arousal permeating the air around us.

I buckle one around her wrist and then the other, before attaching them with an eight inch leather cord. Positioning her in the center of the bed, I put a pillow under her head.

The crimson chain I attached to the headboard earlier this morning rattles when I pull it out from where I have it tucked behind the pillows.

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