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She hadn’t even noticed her breathing.“Do you notice everything, Sir?”
“I try.”He ran the feather from fingers to shoulder, then shoulder to finger.“How does this feel on your skin?”
“Soft, ticklish, Sir.”
“Ready for something else?”
Ellie nodded, curious what he’d use next.Logan turned away.She kept her gaze on him as he knelt.She watched the muscles in his naked back and shoulders move as he dug around in his bag.Her gaze slid south.The black pants molded to his ass.What would it feel like to hold on to that ass as he plowed into her?
What the hell was she thinking?This wasn’t about sex; it was about sensuality, about pleasure.Oh yeah, Logan would pleasure her all right.Ellie closed her eyes and tried to get her runaway thoughts in line.That didn’t help.She could smell Logan.Leather and a hint of gun oil invaded her senses.
“Don’t fall asleep on me,” Logan said.
“Not a chance, Sir.”She opened her eyes, but Logan was behind her again.
“I’m going to touch you, Ellie.Is that okay?”
Her pussy tightened, and she nodded.
“Words, please.”
“Yes, please, touch me, Sir.”
His palms rested on her shoulders, but they were covered in…fur?His fingers moved over her collar bone, and down.He toyed with the edge of her bra.Another shiver went through her body.The fur was soft against her skin, then a slight prickling feeling and back to soft.So confusing.
What she didn’t expect was the sensation it evoked, as if his touch woke nerve endings she never knew she had.Anticipation hit her low in her belly.Would he dip beneath her bra?
No, he skimmed over the fabric, but when he got to her taut nipples, he paused.He tapped his palm lightly against her nipples, and she jerked in the chair.Oh dear God.How could she even explain the feelings tumbling on top of each other.
Pleasure, but so much more.She jerked at her arms, but they wouldn’t move.How fair was this, that he could touch her, and she couldn’t touch him.Before she could say anything, his palms slid over her stomach.
Ellie sucked in a breath.
“So beautiful,” Logan whispered, still standing behind her.“How aroused are you, Ellie?”
“Very, Sir.”She didn’t know where the words came from.
He kept his palms on her abdomen.“Good.How else are you feeling?”
She wasn’t sure what he was asking, but she didn’t censor her words.“Vulnerable, aroused, confused, and downright frustrated, Sir.”
He chuckled, and she wanted to smack him, but of course, she couldn’t because she was tied up.Then his hands were gone.Instantly, she missed his caress.
“I think that’s enough for tonight.”Logan began to undo her arms, one at a time, massaging them as he removed the rope before gently lowering them to her lap.Then he undid her legs and fixed the chair so she was sitting normally once again.
Ellie tried to control her breathing, while also trying to understand what was going on.They were just getting started, and he called everything to a halt.Why?
Logan extended his hand to her, and Ellie allowed him to pull her out of the chair.Her legs wobbled, and instantly, Logan was there, his arm around her waist, holding her up.“I’ve got you.”He guided her off the stage and into a new seating area.
Instead of letting her go, he maneuvered her around him, and the next thing she knew, he was sitting on the sofa with her in his lap.
She squirmed.“I’m much too heavy to be sitting in your lap, Sir.”
“You’re not.”He tightened his hold on her waist.“Sit still.And you don’t need to call me Sir now.”
She stilled.His voice was low and hard.Had she done something wrong?She didn’t think so.
“This is aftercare, Ellie.”
