cord as bondage gear.”
Ronin smacked her ass.
She yelped and said, “What the fuck?”
“You put me in a mood, baby. So I’d watch it if I were you.” Like he couldn’t tell she loved the occasional swat on her ass. The woman actually wiggled her butt for more. So he obliged her.
She cursed him as he left the room.
He found what he was looking for in the bottom dresser drawer in their bedroom. He checked to make sure the batteries weren’t dead.
Amery tensed up when he moved in behind her.
“Why so jumpy, baby?”
“Because I don’t know what’s going on in that depraved head of yours, Master Black.”
“I thought you’d appreciate a preview of fun and bondage games before we hit the club tonight.” Ronin nestled his groin between the soft globes of her ass cheeks so she could feel how hard his cock was under his athletic shorts. He rocked his hips side to side and she immediately matched his rhythm.
“Stay still, because you wouldn’t want to jerk your hands too much and send your laptop crashing to the floor.”
“The cord is still attached?”
“Yep.” When he pressed his bare chest to her back, he growled at the feel of her bound hands digging into his abdomen. There was nothing in the world like having this woman so hot for him and writhing beneath him. He traced the outer rim of her ear with his tongue, pleased when a shudder worked through her. “Let’s see how well you can hold a charge.” He turned on the vibrator. Right next to her ear.
“Oh god, Ronin, no.”
“Oh, my sweet wife, yes . I’m gonna torture you a bit. I know how crazy it makes you when I do this.” He sank his teeth into the section of skin where the back of her neck met her shoulder.
Amery bucked and arched.
“Ah ah ah. None of that. You have to stay still because I do have you on a short leash today.”
“You bastard.”
He laughed. “Keep it up, sassy mouth, and I’ll add to your punishment.”
“Punishment? What the hell? I didn’t do anything!”
“Really? Making plans when I’m dead to the world and then ignoring me for fucking Facebook when I try to discuss those plans is something.”
“Crap.”
His breath drifted across the nape of her neck. “Feel free to scream and moan, but baby, you don’t get to move.” Ronin started out by kissing and teasing her upper back—one of the most sensitive sections of her body. He yanked down the front of her camisole and played with her nipples, amused by the arch and release of her spine when he worked both sides of her at once.
When she’d settled down, Ronin upped the stakes by turning on the vibrator. First he used it on her nipples and the lower curve of her breasts, then he rolled it between her hipbones before he set it directly over her clit.
Once again she bucked hard.
“Let it happen,” he murmured against her shoulder. “But keep your body still.”
“I can’t!”
“You can. I know you’re gonna come hard, baby. So hard.” He sucked on the back of her neck, marking her. “I feel your blood pumping. I feel your heartbeat here”—he slid the vibrator up and down her slit—“and here”—he rocked his hips against her ass—“and here”—he pinched her nipple and held it. “I want you to feel all those places pounding when you come. But I do not want you to move.”
“Ronin. Please.”
“Can you do that for me?”
After a moment she said, “Yes.”
“You are so fucking sexy.” He dragged an openmouthed kiss across the breadth of her shoulders. Then he pressed his body down to hold hers steady as he cranked the vibrator to high.
Within about ten seconds, Amery detonated. The only outward sign of her coming was her yelling, “Jesus-fuck-oh-my-fucking-god!” But she kept her body still. So still that Ronin swore he felt the deep spasms of her pussy muscles against his cock when she squeezed her butt cheeks together.
When Amery dropped her forehead to the cushion and groaned, he knew she was done in.
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