Sin With Cuffs by Rhonda Lee Carver

He brought his fingers to her chin and gently lifted her face. “Are you sure you’ve thought this through?”
    “Maybe. Maybe not.”
    At that moment, he was pretty sure his dick ruled every part of his body. He knew this was a dangerous path considering Holly still clasped his emotions in the palm of her hand and had the ability to send him through hell. He just couldn’t stop the desire that had him strapped in the mouth of the beast. All logical reason vanished when she tugged his pants and boxers down his legs. He was ready for her and as her lips closed around his head, he thought he was done for. Finally getting a handle on his urge to burst, he reminded himself to breathe but it was difficult when she slid her tongue along his length and suckled him straight into insanity. Her throat constricted around his tip, driving a needful fire through him. He couldn’t control the spasms that licked his body like wretched flames. “Holly.” He called her name in warning. “I’m going. To. Come” She continued her art of sucking and warm tingles slithered through him until he released inside her mouth.
    When the last shudder wracked his body, she stood and moved toward the staircase, while keeping her seductive gaze connected with his. In a voice that could have put a spell on the devil, she said, “By the time we reach the top step I bet you’ll be ready for round two.”
    “Damn.” He reached for his pants and jerked them up, not worrying about the belt. She was right. Even after finishing, he was still as hard as a rock. When it came to Holly, she did amazing things to his body and made him a superman in the sack. Without one thought where she led him, to hell maybe, he followed.
    * * * *
    Holly awoke to the sound of soft breathing and warmth against her cheek. She opened her eyes and was slightly confused. Smelling Liam’s musk scented cologne, images of sleek body and moans of passion came back to her. She smiled. Snuggling closer to him, the beating of his heart soothed her and his hand on her hip seemed to belong there.
    After making love twice, they’d fallen asleep in each other’s arms and Holly couldn’t remember a better night.
    Their lovemaking had been raw, yet sensual. He wasn’t the same lover from the past. His skill had improved. He’d been gentle, yet forceful, bringing her to a new level of completion.
    She followed the masculine lines of his body with her gaze. He was a beautiful man. From the top of his head to flat stomach to the tips of his toes, he was delicious. A sheet covered his sex, but it didn’t matter. She knew every inch of him, like a branded image in her mind. There was only one Liam.
    A sleepy moan resonated from deep within his chest and he stirred. She brought her attention back to his face. One lid fluttered open, then the other. “Have you been watching me?” he asked with a drop-dead sexy smile.
    “Yes. How could I resist such a temptation?”
    “Hmm. Enjoy yourself, did you?”
    She stretched and sighed in gratification. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a man in my bed. This is as exciting as waking up to presents on Christmas morning.”
    His laughter vibrated his chest. “Glad I could bring you some joy.” He smoothed his fingers along her cheek and neck. A tender touch that made her heart race and her stomach do a flip.
    “You’ve gotten good in bed. Should I be jealous of the woman who taught you so well?” Although she meant only to tease, a sliver of jealousy passed through her. It should have been her in his bed, in his arms, all these years. Some of her joy faded as reality nestled its way through her fuzzy mind.
    “And I wasn’t a good lover before?” he asked.
    “There’s just something different about you now. Skill comes with age, I’d guess.”
    “At least I haven’t lost my touch,” he said. “I’m not a hermit, but it’s been a while.”
    “Tiffany died a few years back and I’d only figure you’re not a second time