Controlling Interest by Francesca Hawley Page A

probing finger, yearning for
penetration.
    “Yeah, you like that. Don’t you, sweetheart?”
    “Yes, Master,” she murmured.
    She continued to spread her buttocks, wondering what the
hell he was up to when his touch was withdrawn. The rope pulled tighter again
and she gasped. He stood up behind her, pulling the rope up along her crack.
She groaned. There was a knot in the rope pressing against the tight bud of her
asshole. Mouse shifted, wanting to move the tormenting rope. Even a little bit.
But he read her like a book.
    “Stay still, Mouse.” She obeyed, letting go of her ass. “Did
I give you permission to let go?” His voice was soft, but there was a hint of
stern menace that sent a shiver of excitement curling through her.
    “I’m sorry, Master.” She reached behind her to part her
buttocks again, waiting for his next play.
    His fingers brushed the base of her spine and she couldn’t
suppress her whimper. Then she felt his breath against her shoulder. He tied
another knot, this one rested against the sensitive curve of her lower back.
His fingers brushed mid-back as he tied another knot then he drew the ropes
upward and connected them with the rope resting at the back of her neck before tying
a final knot. Tor pressed closer until she felt the moist tip of his cock brush
her ass, resting between her buttocks. She sighed, leaning back against him,
enjoying the feel of his chest hair teasing her shoulder blades. Mouse pressed
her ass against him so his cock rode along the crack, using the knot to tease
him too. What was sauce for the goose was definitely sauce for the gander.
    He groaned softly in her ear. “You may let go of your ass
now, pet.”
    She obeyed, continuing her slow tease. He set his hands on
her shoulders and leaned forward, his lips trailing along the side of her neck.
Her breath hitched as she tilted her head to allow him better access. Her eyes
drifted closed. She’d never been more present with a lover…or more aroused. It
was as if he knew just what to do to tighten the coils of her arousal. He moved
with her and she sighed as his cock rode up and down between her buttocks.
    “How do you feel, Mouse?” His soft question brought forth
only a wordless moan. “No, sweetheart. Words. How do you feel right now?”
    “Turned-on.”
    He chuckled. “I’d guessed that. What about this turns you
on?”
    She forced her eyes open as his hands lightly stroked down
her arms then back up to her shoulders. “The way you’ve focused on me. Like I’m
the center of your world.”
    “You are.”
    She pursed her lips, fighting the desire to say, “Yeah, sure
I am.”
    “Mouse, turn around and look at me.”
    Reluctantly, she turned around to meet his gaze, wiggling as
the knots teased her clit and ass. She blinked as she met his gaze, reading
absolute sincerity. He meant what he’d said.
    “You really feel that way?”
    “Yes, pet. I do.”
    He lowered his head, taking her lips. She opened for him.
Allowing him inside. His tongue twined with hers. Tasting her. Teasing her.
Then he lifted his head, lightly biting her bottom lip. Tugging just to the
edge of pain before releasing her.
    “Open your eyes, Mouse.”
    Only then did she realize that she’d left her eyes closed.
She had to force her eyelids to open. But when she did, it was worth the
effort. His expression was gentle. Loving. As if she was the most precious
thing on earth. As if she was his most prized possession.
    He lightly trailed his fingers along her cheekbone. “You’re
lovely…and you’re mine,” he breathed. Mouse smiled.
    “Yes, I am.”
    He reached behind her to catch the strands of rope he’d left
hanging from the knot. Tor carefully checked to make sure there was play in the
rope running vertically along her body. Evidently he was satisfied.
    “Are you ready to continue?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “Good. So am I.”
    He pulled the separate strands of rope under her arms,
running first one line and then the other