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He stared down at me and I suddenly flashed on his face above me during sex; it tightened things in my body so hard and fast that if he hadn’t caught me I might have fallen. “I felt that.” His voice had already gone a little hoarse from catching the edge of my reaction.
“Is it theardeur?” Olaf asked.
“Maybe,” I said, staring up at Richard.
“Theardeurcould heal…” He stopped before he finished the sentence. I felt him fight not to even finish the thought in case someone was listening. I had to struggle not to finish the thought for him, or for myself. It was the closest I’d ever come to that empty Zen mind, because I couldn’t afford to let Deimos sense that spurt of hopefulness. The struggle to keep from overthinking meant the flash of lust was gone, too.
Richard could feel that, so he didn’t try to come on strong. He put his arm behind me and found my arms in the cuffs. He laughed and said, “We’ve never tried it with handcuffs behind the back before.”
“I think it would just be awkward and super uncomfortable on bare ground,” I said, laughing back.
“You like being tied up,” he whispered.
“The big bed has so many fun attachment points,” I said.
“It does,” he said, and he slid his arm behind my back over my arms and bound hands. He pressed us together, asking, “Is that okay?”
“As good as we’re going to get right now,” I said.
“I want it better than that,” he said, and moved to stand behind me.
“What do you have in mind?” I asked, because I hadn’t caught up to his thinking yet. I was trying so hard not to overshare in my thoughts to whoever might be eavesdropping. I hadn’t realized how much my thoughts anticipating sex helped get me in the mood until now.
He slid his arm around my waist and pressed our bodies close. The height difference put my bound hands at his groin. He leaned his head down to whisper, “Play with me while I kiss you.”
“Too public,” I said.
“Give us some privacy,” Richard said.
“You’re both compromised by the big bad vampire, we can’t leave you alone,” Edward said.
“Ru and I are used to watching a lot more than this,” Rodina said; her voice made it clear that it was just a burden she had to deal with.
“I can turn my back if it will make you more comfortable,” Goran said.
“We’re out of sight of SWAT,” Edward added.
“That much I knew,” I said.
Richard leaned over, pressing his body against my hands. “If you don’t want to do it at all, as in it doesn’t appeal to you, don’t do it, but if you want to touch me, then play with me, please.”
“I do want to,” I said.
“Then what’s wrong?”
“It’s like Jean-Claude and theardeurtook away all my embarrassed awkwardness and now it’s back.”
He used the arm around my waist to press us even closer together, so that I could feel him bumping my hands. “Only if you want to, but I’m going to kiss you now.”
He used his free hand to stroke up the side of my face and bend me back toward him so that I was looking up at him over my shoulder. I opened my hands and the press of him through his jeans filled my hands. I played my hands over and around him, exploring him through the heavy cloth of the jeans, and wished the pants weren’tin the way. His eyes fluttered shut, mouth half parting. I could see the blood in the corner of his mouth where someone had hit him.
I stopped moving my hands to ask, “Will a deep kiss hurt?”
“No, and if it does it will be a good hurt.”
I could feel him growing harder inside his pants; my own body started to react, wet and starting to tighten at just the feel of him in my hands. But I couldn’t keep looking back over my shoulder forever, so I couldn’t watch his face, which I wanted to do. “Help me see your face,” I said in a voice gone lower and a little husky.
“How?” he asked, voice breathy.
