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"Yes," I gasp. "Oh, God, Bronx. It f-feels good."
He smiles like he's proud of me. "Then you'll love it when I fuck you here."
My eyes fly open wide.
"Don't worry, beautiful," he chuckles. "We'll work up to it. You aren't ready to take me yet." He pushes his thumb in and out of me for a moment, still watching my face. "When you are, I intend to take both holes at the same time. You'll be stuffed full."
My core clenches at the thought.
"Such a little cockslut," he teases. "You fucking love the thought."
"Yes," I gasp. "I want it, Bronx. I want everything."
"You'll get it. Every goddamn thing you want, I'll give you." He dips his head, pressing a kiss to my inner thigh. "The entire fucking world if you ask it of me, Gemma."
I can't deal with this man. He's absolutely filthy one minute. And the next, he's so sweet he brings tears to my eyes. Had anyone told me men like him existed, I wouldn't have believed them. But he's here right now, offering me the world with his thumb in my ass and my juices coating his tongue.
Walking through the doors of theSterling Ropeis the best decision I ever made.
He buries his face in my center again, eating me loud and messy. One finger replaces his thumb. And then he adds another. He drags me up the edge of a massive cliff. My inner muscles clench and flutter, threatening to send me hurtling off the side.
He drags himself off me at the last second, leaving me trembling on the edge.
"No!" I cry, trying to kick him as if that'll get him back where I need him.
He grabs my ankle before I make contact, flipping me onto my stomach so fast the whole room spins. His hand comes down on my ass in a hard smack.
I shout, shocked. Turned on. Frustrated.
"Try to kick me again and you won't sit down for a fucking week," he growls in my ear, pinning me to the bed with his body. "I decide when you come, Gemma. I decide when I fuck you. You're tied to my bed. I make the fucking rules. Not you."
"Please," I sob. "Please."
He delves his hand into my hair, craning my head back. His mouth touches mine in a hard kiss. "Up on your knees, Dilemma."
He has to help me up. My legs are shaking too hard. Because of the slack he left in the rope, we're able to get me up, though. My arms end up stretched above my head like a virgin sacrifice.
"Are you comfortable, Gemma?"
"No. I want to come."
"Too bad." He pinches my nipple. "Are your arms hurting?"
"No."
"Good girl." He nuzzles my throat, pressing a grateful kiss just below my ear.
I close my eyes, leaning into him to steady myself. And then I feel him untying me. My eyes pop open, disappointment flowing through me. "You're untying me."
"Only for a minute," he says. "I'm putting you in a harness."
"What?"
"A Shibari harness." The pieces of the dress keeping me bound to the bed come loose, allowing me to relax my arms. He rapidly begins unraveling the piece from around my arms. "It'll keep your arms in place and give me better control over the rest of you." He meets my gaze, his eyes narrowed on me. "We'll see if you feel like trying to kick me again when you're wrapped up in ropes and I can flop your little ass all over this bed."
I gulp and then I stick my chin out, meeting his gaze. If he's not backing down, I'm not either. I don't know where the courage comes from, but I like the way it feels coursing through my veins. I've never felt particularly powerful before, but with Bronx, I feel a little bit like Superwoman. I'm not afraid of anything when he's near. I can say what I want, do what I want, and he won't judge me. If anything, I think it only turns him on more when I act like a brat and don't obey. I've never had that freedom before now. I don't think he knows how much I value it.
"You're fucking lucky this is your first time, Dilemma," he says, chuckling. "If it weren't, you'd be howling for mercy right now."
