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“I know,” he whispers. “I came to find you earlier but you were with Liam and Mikey.”
Walking over to him I perch on the desk beside him. I’m still wearing my dress from the club and his eyes roam over my body appreciatively.
“You know you made me feel really cheap earlier,” I whisper.
“I know, Angel,” he reaches for my hand and laces his fingers through mine. “I have no excuse for making you feel like that. You have more class and elegance in your little toe than I do in my entire body. And I’m so fucking sorry.”
“I understand why it made you mad though.”
“Still, I was a jackass. Can you forgive me?”
“Hmm.” I chew on my lip. “Maybe?”
“Maybe?”
“Yep. Maybe I should punish you first though?”
His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he swallows. “Punish me how?”
“For a start…” I open one of the desk drawers and pull out two lengths of rope that Shane keeps in here. I’ve been tied up with them plenty of times before, by both him and Conor, but I’ve never used them on anyone else. “I think I should tie you up for a change.”
He arches an eyebrow at me. “You want to tie me up?”
This is not how we play. This is not our relationship. He is dominant and I am completely submissive to him when it comes to sex. But I have no intention of changing that dynamic; he just doesn’t know it yet.
“Uh-huh.” I pull the length of rope through my fingers.
He narrows his eyes at me now, his curiosity well and truly piqued. “And then what?” he growls.
“Well, you’ll just have to wait and see, big guy.” I grin at him. “So are you up for the challenge or not?”
“Careful, Angel,” he warns as he reaches out and grabs my wrist. “Or you’ll be the one tied up in here.”
I shake my head and sigh dramatically. “So, you can give it but you can’t take it, Conor Ryan. That’s such a disappointment.”
“Fuck!” he hisses with a shake of his head. Then he holds out his wrists and my heart starts to hammer against my chest. I don’t even know if he’s going to like this, or if I can even do it right.
I take a deep breath and channel my inner Shane Ryan – bossy alpha-hole extraordinaire. “Hands on the armrests,” I command and he glares at me but he does as I instruct. I run my hand along his muscular forearm before I wrap the rope around his right wrist, securing it to the chair.
“That’s kind of tight.”
“What can I say, I learned it all from you.” I straddle him and press a soft kiss on his throat and he growls his appreciation. I remain on his lap while I secure his left wrist, pulling tight until the rope bites his skin. He narrows those deep brown eyes at me but he doesn’t flinch.
“You all safe and secure there, big guy?” I ask.
He pulls at his restraints. “Seems like.”
“Good,” I purr in his ear as I pepper soft kisses over the skin of his throat. Those ropes are thick and I tied them as tightly as I could. He’s most definitely restrained, but he’s more than capable of escaping if he wants it badly enough. And that’s the Conor I want. The tiger, not the pussycat.
“Now what?” he whispers in my ear.
“What do you think?” I catch his earlobe between my teeth and tug gently.
“You’re going to take out my cock and ride me like a good girl,” he offers.
“Well, that wouldn’t be much of a punishment now, would it?” I flash my eyebrows at him as I climb off him and he watches every single move I make.
Pressing my foot on the small brake on the base of the chair, I lock it in place to stop the wheels from being able to move.
