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“You look so good with this,” he murmurs, and moves forward. Instinctively, I move back until I feel the bed against the back of my knees.
He drops his trousers to the floor, but I can’t take my eyes off his face. His expression is ardent, full of desire. “Oh, Aria, what shall I do to you?” he whispers as he lowers me onto the bed, laying beside me and raising my hands above my head.
“I don’t believe that you seriously thought I went to the club to fuck Holly,” he says, his voice low and husky. “If only you can see what I have right here.”
Gently, he lifts my bonded hands and softly pins them to the top of his headboard. “Keep your hands up here. Don’t move them, understand?” His eyes burn into mine, and I’m breathless from their intensity. Oh my, he wants me. He wants mebad.
I don’t answer. Instead I lightly hook the tie onto the headboard so that my wrists don’t end up hurting.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, languidly licking his lips. I’m mesmerized by his tongue as it sweeps over his upper lip. He’s staring into my eyes, watching me, appraising. He leans down and plants a chaste, swift kiss on my mouth.
“I’m going to kiss you all over,” he says softly, he cupping my chin, pushing it up, giving him access to my throat. His lips glide down, kissing, sucking, and nipping, to the small dip at the base of my neck. My body leaps to attention…everywhere.
The rain has made my skin hypersensitive. My heated blood pools low in my belly, between my legs, wrenching out a moan.
I want to touch him. I move my hands and rather awkwardly, given I’m restrained, feel his hair. He stops kissing me and looks up at me, mockingly shaking his head from side to side, tutting as he does. He reaches for my hands and places them above my head again, then hooks the tie back onto the board.
“We’ll have to start over again if you move your hands,” he scolds me mildly. “Keep them there.”
Oh, he’s such a tease.
“I want to touch you,” I whine, my voice is all breathy and out of control.
“I know, baby,” he murmurs. “Indulge me.”
He cups my chin again and starts to kiss my throat as before. His hands run down my body and over my breasts as he reaches the dip at the base of my neck with his lips. He swirls the tip of his nose around it then begins a very slow cruise with his mouth, heading south, following the path of his hands, down my sternum to my breasts.
“Oh god,” I gasp. Each one is kissed and nipped gently, my nipples tenderly sucked.
My hips start swaying and moving of their own accord, grinding to the rhythm of his mouth on me. I’m desperately trying to remember to keep my hands above my head.
“Keep still,” he warns, his breath warm against my skin. Reaching my navel, he dips his tongue inside, and then gently grazes my belly with his teeth. My body bows off the bed.
“You taste sweet, Aria.” His nose glides along the line between my belly and my pubic hair, biting me gently, teasing me with his tongue.
Sitting up suddenly, he kneels at my feet, grasping both my ankles and spreading my legs wide. He grabs my left foot, bends my knee, and brings it up to his mouth.
Holy shit.
Watching and assessing my every reaction, he tenderly kisses each of my toes, then bites each one of them softly on the pads. When he reaches my little toe, he bites harder, and I convulse, whimpering. He glides his tongue up my instep—and suddenly, the last scraps of my patience bend and snap away.
I can no longer watch him. It’s too hot.
I’m going to blow.
I squeeze my eyes shut and try to absorb and manage all the sensations he’s creating. He kisses my ankle and trails kisses up my calf to my knee, stopping just above. He then starts on my right foot, repeating the whole, seductive, mind-blowing process.
“God, please Chase,” I moan as he bites my little toe, the action resonating deep in my belly.
“Patience, Aria,” he breathes.
“Fuck your patience,” I whimper.
He chuckles. “Why, that would be my pleasure.”
This time he doesn’t stop at my knee, he continues up the inside of my thigh, pushing them apart as he does. He turns to my other knee and kisses his way, kissing, licking, sucking, and then he’s between my legs, running his nose up and down my sex, softly, ever so gently. I grit my teeth and writhe.
He stops, waiting for me to calm down. Right now, that’s the equivalent of asking the sun to rise in the west. I’m anything but calm. My body is completely frantic. I start to think the binds were a good idea. They seem to be the only thing stopping me from jumping him and breaking his pelvis.
