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“I wanted to tell you I’ve decided,” she said.
“What decision?”
She looked over herself as if it was obvious, raising a brow at him. “To be with you.”
Vincent looked over her body once again, immediately hardening in his pants as he considered the reason that she wore such a scandalous outfit to see him. He brushed his hand down her arm and took a step closer, towering over her. Her spine straightened even more, her eyes losing the glazed look and focusing intently on him.
“Good,” he said before he bent at the waist and pulled her from the seat. She squealed as she wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. He’d had her once before, which had been a fast claim. He planned to show her more this time. He stood before the chair, analyzing what he’d do and how he’d make her beg for him.
He turned on his heels and strolled toward his bedroom, all the tantalizing possibilities flowing through his mind. His ideascrashed into one another in a frenzy as her lips met his neck, taunting him relentlessly as he carried them into his room and closed the door.
Once it was closed, he turned his body quickly, slamming her back into it and pressing her body tightly between them. She gasped and shuttered, her eyes lighting with mischief. Oh, the things he would do to her.
“I plan on fucking you until you’re hoarse,” he told her with an even tone. She shuttered beneath him. “I’m not going to be gentle, and you’renotgoing to be in charge.”
Her eyes flared again, this time in challenge. She opened her mouth to speak, but Vincent thrust his hips, pressing his hard length between her thighs. The fabric that separated them could only contain so much of him, and she gasped.
“The next thing you will say to me is yes, sir.”
The challenge didn’t lessen in her gaze as she spoke. “And if I don’t?” she asked.
A smirk tugged at his lips as he looked down at her and considered the different toys that he could use on her and the delicious ways he’d make her moan his name—the ways he’d make her beg for him.
“That was the wrong answer.”
Her eyes widened as he marched to the bed and tossed her into it. She bounced on the hard mattress and sprawled out, propping both hands behind her head in a taunt. He turned toward a large dresser drawer—the center one—and opened it, peering at her over his shoulder with a wicked, excited smile.
He pulled out three items, holding two in front of him as he strolled back toward her. He tucked the third into his back pocket. She first took in the blindfold and wrist straps, biting her lip.
He reached for her wrists, and she gave them willingly as he lifted her and settled her against his headboard. He secured herdelicate wrists, and she gave a slight tug, smiling up at him in fascination.
“Someone has a thing about control,” she mumbled, laying back and relaxing as he pulled the blindfold over her eyes. He dragged a finger down her lips and chin, then down the lacey apparel she wore. His finger didn’t stop, not even when it reached the sensitive spot between her thighs. She bucked her hips upward, but he continued his finger’s path to her toes.
He examined the lingerie she wore, realizing with satisfaction that the place that should have covered between her thighs instead acted as a double-strapped thong, easy to split.
She writhed beneath his glances, but he didn’t touch her as he tore away his shirt and pants. His boxers soon followed, leaving him entirely nude. Kiera showed her impatience as she finally began tugging at her restraints, but they didn’t give. He bought them for that reason.
“Vincent,” she begged.
He sprung atop her, grabbing her wrists and stopping her incessant tugging. “If you call me anything other than sir, I’ll gag you.” He’d do it, and he’d enjoy it, too.
She gasped as he allowed one hand to dip beneath the lacey fabric that covered her breasts. He rolled one of her erect nipples between his fingers, and her back arched into him. He gave the other similar attention, wanting to bring them to his lips so badly. He paused, reaching into his back pocket and pulling the final object between them.
He allowed the cool metal to drag up her body, and she jerked in surprise.
“What is that?” she panted.
“Don’t ask questions.”
Once it reached her chest, he dipped it beneath the lace. He allowed it to pinch her nipple slightly, and she panted, writhing beneath him. He finally squeezed the end of the first one andlatched it to her nipple. The cry that pierced her throat had him throbbing above her. He moved the second nipple clamp and latched it just as firmly.
Kiera’s breathing was shallow as she panted, trying to push up and into him.
“You like that?” he asked.
He brought himself between her legs, able to see the moisture that coated her. He moved the two straps and went in with one finger. She ground into his palm, and he replaced one finger with two, moving his thumb in circles around the bundle of nerves that drew sharp moans from her mouth.
And when she came so close to her climax that her entire body seized, he pulled away. Her cry of displeasure reached his ear, and the wicked smile returned. He throbbed for her, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to wait much longer.
