to be the one in control here but something about your delicious body just screams out to me. I’d better get this show on the road before you work out a way to disarm me.”
He grunted in agreement and disappointment as Christiana used her strength as a werewolf and half-lifted him off the bed, helping him onto his bound feet.
“Aren’t you glad I insisted you sleep on the ground floor? I won’t have to carry you to my little Geo Metro. “
Edward snorted beneath his gag. He knew Christiana was physically fit enough and, as a werewolf, strong enough to carry him outside to the car. What she obviously hadn’t thought about was he was strong enough to break these ropes and stop the fun if she dared try to carry him around like some damned baby.
Luckily for them both he could hobble with her help into the damned tiny car.
She helped him inside it, safely buckling him into the passenger seat, still tied up. He was privately wondering just how far he should let her get away with this, until she started pulling a blindfold over his eyes.
He pulled away, determined to fight this last bit.
“Oh fine then! But don’t blame me if you feel sick at being bound in the car while I drive. I was only trying to make the trip easier for you. We won’t be driving for long,” she continued, knowing him well enough to answer the one burning question in his mind, “just down to the village, thirty minutes tops.”
He grunted and sat back. Thirty minutes of torture would be okay to try and see through those damn breeches and work out if she wore anything underneath them. And who knows, her own seat belt might make the pirate shirt look damn good, too—if it spread enough to give him an eyeful of cleavage.
Edward sat back, turned toward her. Even so, it would still be a long thirty minutes.
Chapter Fourteen
Christiana tried desperately to concentrate on the road ahead of her, and not the bound stud next to her. Who would have guessed having a studly man bound and gagged could be such a turn-on?
Smiling, remembering some of the games Ian and Maggie used to play together, she figured maybe everyone except her had realized what a turn-on it was.
Even concentrating on the road, half her mind was focusing on Edward, seated next to her as he alternated between staring at her and silently fuming. Thankfully, she knew this road better than she knew her own face in the mirror. They made the short trip to the remote cabin just on the outskirts of the village in decent time.
Christiana parked the car and got out to help Edward. Hobbling again, they made short work of the few feet to the small veranda. Christiana fumbled with the keys, swearing under her breath, and they made a lot of noise stumbling into the cabin.
Christiana was grateful she had already made this trip once tonight before dinner to set everything up. She knew Edward’s patience and tolerance would only extend so far. When he worked out that she had no intention of letting him free any time soon, his limited patience would probably snap, along with his temper.
As they were well secluded within the woods and no one would disturb them for ages, Christiana left the door open to air the tiny cabin out a bit. Still helping Edward hobble in, she casually led him over to the huge bed that took up most of the cabin’s interior, and sat him down on the edge.
She didn’t turn-on the lamp, partially because she didn’t need the light as she knew the layout of the cabin, but also partially because she didn’t want Edward looking too closely at the bed.
She removed his gag first, hoping to make him feel more comfortable, but also so he would think she would be releasing him soon.
Silly man.
“You know,” he started amiably after she had removed the gag, “that was one hell of a trick, stealing my costume and turning the tables on me. I must remember that one for the future.”
She smiled and pushed him back gently. “Yes indeed, I was rather proud of it
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