and overstuffed fancy pillow.
“Let me guess?”
He moved closer to her as she slipped her panties down until they fell around her ankles. “You’ll never guess. I’ve been working on my predictability.”
Her head jerked up. “Oh? Sounds interesting.”
With a wicked grin, he walked over to his nightstand and opened the drawer. He brought out a pair of soft cuffs. “I think so too, and hopefully, you still will after you find out how I want you to wear them.”
Imani’s eyes widened. “Now hold a second—”
“Do you trust me?”
“Um, yes, I do.”
“Enough to allow me to...”
Her gaze stayed on the soft restraints. They looked soft. But being tied up? Giving him complete control?
He walked back over to her, and his arms slipped around her waist. “It’s going to be wonderful,” he murmured. “All you have to do is lie back and allow me to take care of you.”
“I don’t know about this, Carson. I like having my hands free.”
“Which is a good thing. You have very nice hands. However, tonight is going to be about you. All the pleasure you can handle. Nothing but earth shattering things are going to happen to you. I promise.”
S he stared up into his eyes, but already knew he’d told her the truth. He’d never do anything to hurt her. Completely the opposite. Carson was the most caring lover she’d ever had. Which didn’t mean he couldn’t take on his dominant persona on occasion. She liked it a lot. He was considerate and without restraint, and boy, he had some stamina.
“Okay then,” she said, caressing his back. “I’ll agree to this. Do with me what you will.”
He tried for a sinful chuckle, but the effect was ruined when he kissed her. She felt the hardness of his erection against her hip and it occurred to her they probably should speed things up a little.
Carson clearly had the same idea because he led her over to the bed. She went to sit on the edge, but he stopped her, instead lifting her up into his arms and placing her carefully in the center of the humongous bed.
After she was settled, naked, exposed, he lifted her arms up and over her head, toward the posts. Her heartbeat sped up as he secured her right wrist, making sure the cuff wasn’t too tight, but she couldn’t escape. She tested it a few times, almost called it off, but then figured she had nothing to lose by taking a chance.
When he wrapped the cuff around her other wrist, she realized there had never been another lover in her past she’d trusted enough to do this. And definitely no other man had made her this aroused and antsy. Imani squeezed her thighs together, but it didn’t help. Only one thing would ease her ache.
She squirmed on the duvet as he moved to the end of the bed, smiling, taking in the sight of her vulnerable body with clear excitement while he removed his boxers. His erection was as hard as she’d ever seen it, and she felt more attractive than ever that she could have this effect on him.
Then he crawled onto the bed.
Her pulse raced, and in spite of her willingness to try something different, her hands tugged at the bonds. It was hard to lie completely still, especially when he grasped her left leg in his hands and kissed the arch of her foot.
“Relax,” he whispered. He kissed the top of her foot, and with indescribable composure and extreme gentleness, he moved leisurely up her leg, licking, nibbling, kissing. Imani had never thought of her leg as an erogenous zone, but obviously, she’d been misinformed. Because every caress made her insides almost melt.
“Stop squirming,” he said.
“I can’t.”
He stopped moving until she met his gaze. “You can. You will.”
She comprehended what he was doing, and it thrilled her. Tonight, he was calling the shots, not her. Of course, she was the only beneficiary of his attention, which wasn’t actually a burden, but still, she wasn’t used to giving up power. In fact, her days were completely designed around the idea of
“Let me guess?”
He moved closer to her as she slipped her panties down until they fell around her ankles. “You’ll never guess. I’ve been working on my predictability.”
Her head jerked up. “Oh? Sounds interesting.”
With a wicked grin, he walked over to his nightstand and opened the drawer. He brought out a pair of soft cuffs. “I think so too, and hopefully, you still will after you find out how I want you to wear them.”
Imani’s eyes widened. “Now hold a second—”
“Do you trust me?”
“Um, yes, I do.”
“Enough to allow me to...”
Her gaze stayed on the soft restraints. They looked soft. But being tied up? Giving him complete control?
He walked back over to her, and his arms slipped around her waist. “It’s going to be wonderful,” he murmured. “All you have to do is lie back and allow me to take care of you.”
“I don’t know about this, Carson. I like having my hands free.”
“Which is a good thing. You have very nice hands. However, tonight is going to be about you. All the pleasure you can handle. Nothing but earth shattering things are going to happen to you. I promise.”
S he stared up into his eyes, but already knew he’d told her the truth. He’d never do anything to hurt her. Completely the opposite. Carson was the most caring lover she’d ever had. Which didn’t mean he couldn’t take on his dominant persona on occasion. She liked it a lot. He was considerate and without restraint, and boy, he had some stamina.
“Okay then,” she said, caressing his back. “I’ll agree to this. Do with me what you will.”
He tried for a sinful chuckle, but the effect was ruined when he kissed her. She felt the hardness of his erection against her hip and it occurred to her they probably should speed things up a little.
Carson clearly had the same idea because he led her over to the bed. She went to sit on the edge, but he stopped her, instead lifting her up into his arms and placing her carefully in the center of the humongous bed.
After she was settled, naked, exposed, he lifted her arms up and over her head, toward the posts. Her heartbeat sped up as he secured her right wrist, making sure the cuff wasn’t too tight, but she couldn’t escape. She tested it a few times, almost called it off, but then figured she had nothing to lose by taking a chance.
When he wrapped the cuff around her other wrist, she realized there had never been another lover in her past she’d trusted enough to do this. And definitely no other man had made her this aroused and antsy. Imani squeezed her thighs together, but it didn’t help. Only one thing would ease her ache.
She squirmed on the duvet as he moved to the end of the bed, smiling, taking in the sight of her vulnerable body with clear excitement while he removed his boxers. His erection was as hard as she’d ever seen it, and she felt more attractive than ever that she could have this effect on him.
Then he crawled onto the bed.
Her pulse raced, and in spite of her willingness to try something different, her hands tugged at the bonds. It was hard to lie completely still, especially when he grasped her left leg in his hands and kissed the arch of her foot.
“Relax,” he whispered. He kissed the top of her foot, and with indescribable composure and extreme gentleness, he moved leisurely up her leg, licking, nibbling, kissing. Imani had never thought of her leg as an erogenous zone, but obviously, she’d been misinformed. Because every caress made her insides almost melt.
“Stop squirming,” he said.
“I can’t.”
He stopped moving until she met his gaze. “You can. You will.”
She comprehended what he was doing, and it thrilled her. Tonight, he was calling the shots, not her. Of course, she was the only beneficiary of his attention, which wasn’t actually a burden, but still, she wasn’t used to giving up power. In fact, her days were completely designed around the idea of
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