I
just thought it would be fun to cuff you to the bed, make you lose control
until you scream my name. Again.” Blake stared down at Crystal, waited for her
answer.
Her emotions must have been obvious but the way he gave her
the freedom to say no made her want to say yes even more.
“I’ll try it.” The thought of him securing her to her bed,
making her scream his name, overran every sensible thought.
“If you don’t like it or if it gets too painful, just tell
me.”
"Okay.” She nodded as he grasped both of her hands
solidly in one of his and pulled them above her. The metal of the handcuffs was
cool against her skin as he fastened the first one around her wrist, slid the
cuffs around the metal bar at the top of her bed and then secured her second
wrist. She wiggled into a comfortable position as he stood there letting his
eyes drift down her body.
“Now that is one sexy view.”
Her skin heated, needing him.
Blake slipped off his shirt and then took his gun from his
waistband and set it on the top of her dresser. It was a reminder of the
reality she wanted to forget. A deadly weapon sat a few feet from her. But that
gun was to protect her from the bad guys, not to cause her any harm. Blake was
there to protect her and make her scream in pleasure. Her luck had
suddenly and drastically turned around, at least for now.
He stood in front of her, the perfect specimen of manliness
in jeans. Muscles over muscles rippled on his arms and chest and stomach, his
skin was smooth, and he didn’t have an ounce of fat on his body. He had to keep
fit for his job but the advantage for her right now was the only one that
mattered. Blake was one hell of a sexy man.
He put one knee on the bed and then crawled up spreading her
legs apart as he moved. His jeans rubbed roughly against her skin as he forced
her legs wide and the cool air of the room mingled with the heat and wetness of
her pussy in a delicious mixture.
Blake bent forward and kissed her cleavage and then moved to
her nipples, licking and kissing them into stiff peaks beneath the silky
material. It was a strange and intense sensation. She wanted him to rip the
material away, to suck her nipples into his mouth hard, but the feeling of the
wet fabric and the heat from his mouth that lingered even when he moved his
kisses downward was damn nice.
Blake lifted the bottom of her negligee and piled it right
under her breasts as he kissed the bare skin of her stomach, moving down until
his lips teased lightly on her inner thighs and then his tongue flicked across
her clit and she thought she was going to explode right there.
A low moan escaped her lips. Wanting. Needing.
Blake flicked his tongue against her clit again and her body
trembled. He circled it slowly and then sucked it into his mouth.
“Oh God yes.” She was so close.
“Not yet.” His words vibrated against her sex and she wanted
to let herself fall over the edge but the surprise of it stopped her.
“Why not?” She needed this, needed release. Why would he not
want her to have it?
“I’m not done teasing you yet.” He took a long, slow lick
from her clit to the heat of her opening.
“Are you trying to kill me?”
“No, but I am going to make sure you come damn hard.”
He flicked his tongue across her clit one last time and then moved off the bed
and stood up.
“But…I…um…” She didn’t know what to say. She was so close
but coming damn hard sounded good too. Part of her wanted to regain control, to
get on top of him and ride hard and fast until she came and part wanted Blake
to never stop playing her body like this.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you need.” He must have
read her emotions.
“Okay.” Only one word, and a lame one at that but she
couldn’t think straight, not with her body humming like this.
Crystal forced herself to relax and she watched intently as
Blake stripped out of his jeans and underwear. His cock was thick and veined
and pointed toward the
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