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Just from the sound of his gruff tone, my core reacts.
“Yes,” I whisper, tilting my head back to meet his gaze.
“Good.” War backs me further into the room.
The feel of the edge of his bed hits the backs of my knees, and War slides his hands from my waist, grips the hem of my shirt, and pulls it over my head. His eyes go to my breasts encased in a strapless bra.
“Fuckin’ sexy, baby,” he rasps, slipping those fingers of his up to the back where he unhooks the bra and drops it. “But seeing these beauties is even better without.”
War slowly brushes the tips of his fingers along my skin. This touch is different from the ones I’ve felt from him before, just like everything else he’s given me thus far.
“I’m going to tie you to my bed, baby.” My eyes widen at the way he says this, so simple-like. Sure, he bound my wrists, it was hot, but he’s only done it once. “Don’t worry, baby, you’ll love everything I do with this beautiful body of yours.” He smirks, cupping one of my breasts, his fingers tweaking the tiny rosebud of a nipple. I gasp, my lips parting slightly as he drops his hands away from my chest and to the waist of my jeans.
With quick work, he has the denim unbuttoned, the zipper down, and the fabric easing down. The expression on War’s face when he realizes I’ve nothing underneath has me wanting to clench my thighs together. Instead, I draw my bottom lip in between my teeth and step out of my pants.
“Enzo,” I murmur shyly, being the only one naked. I have nothing against nudity. I sunbathe in my backyard all the time and love it. But there’s something about being bare in front of War that leaves me unsure of myself.
“Climb on the bed, baby, and get in the middle,” he commands, stepping back.
I do as he says, all the while watching him watch me. War shrugs out of his cut, sets it on the chair near him, and strips out of his shirt. He moves side to side, toeing off his boots, and unbuckles the belt at his waist. The way he pulls the leather from the loops of his jeans and sets it on his nightstand has me wondering why he set it there. Last, he undoes the button and lowers the zipper of his pants. War takes his time, sliding them down his hips and stepping out of them.
I swallow my nerves back and give him a once-over. He’s so beautiful.
War comes to the side of the bed, sets a knee to the mattress, and strokes his fingertips across my bare side to my wrist. “If at any time, Shyann, you want me to stop, tell me, and I will, but I want you to trust me. Okay?”
“Okay,” I whisper, focusing on his eyes, his touch.
War gives me a smile and ties both my wrists over my head in the center of the bed. He hops off the bed and moves and ties straps to my ankles, spreading them apart.
“Fuckin’ gorgeous, baby. You all spread out for me to look at all I please,” he coos, his dark eyes hooded with lust, but something else as well.
“Enzo?” I breathe, unsure of myself and what we’re doing right now.
“Yeah, baby,” he murmurs, rounding the bed and moving to his nightstand.
“Um, what are we doing?” My eyes follow him, and I lick my lips nervously as he opens the drawer. War slowly pulls out several items, and I become even more unsure. Once he has everything he’s looking for, he smiles at me.
“I’m about to do what I wanted to do that first night with you. Show you the meaning of being mine and how I’ll give you any fuckin’ thing you desire, just by being who you are to me.”
Oh my.
I swallow past my nerves because I want that too. I want him, and if that means stepping into an unknown, then I’ll jump in, trusting him because that’s what he makes me feel.
Time stands still as War takes his time lavishing my body and rubs some type of oil along my stomach, chest, and legs. He gives attention between my legs, toying with my apex and sliding back along the crevice. The way he touches me, running his fingers along my skin, has me burning for him.
I feel the wetness gathering between my legs and see the glint of satisfaction in War’s eyes as he takes in the sight of me.
“Fuckin’ love the way your pussy glistens for me,” he murmurs, reaches over to the nightstand, and pulls the other items onto the bed. “I’m going to fill you until you don’t know what else to do but feel the pleasure I give you, baby.”
“Enzo,” I moan, feeling him press the vibrator against my lower lips. My back arches, and I pull against my restraints when he switches on the power to the device he fills me with. “Oh . . . Oh . . . Enzo,” I pant.
In and out, he slides the toy inside me slowly, not worrying about anything else but what he’s doing to me.
Slowly driving me crazy, he enhances the pleasure by pressing a finger to my rear.
“Has anyone ever taken you here, Shyann?” he asks, the baritone of his voice thick and husky. “Anyone ever taken you this way, baby? Made you so crazy you’d beg for more?”
“No,” I answer, shaking my head against the pillow.
