Dangerously Bound
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“Yes, Mick.”
“Very good. Hold still for me now.”
Leaving one hand on her body, she felt a cooling of the air as he leaned away from her. Then the soft kiss of the rope being swept over her shoulders and between her thighs.
She moaned softly, went soaking wet.
He slid the ropes over the lips of her sex, and she groaned aloud. He pulled the rope tight as he wound it through her chest harness, making it press tight against the hard nub of her clit, and she gasped. And went dizzy when he picked her up and laid her on her back on the bed.
“Spread,” he commanded, and she obeyed.
She heard a buzz . . . and before she could even grasp what he was doing, he touched a vibrator to the rope between her breasts. The buzz reverberated, seeming to spread all over her body, to shiver in the rope between her thighs.
It felt so good, was so unexpected, she tried to draw her thighs closed, but he forced them apart with one hand.
“Just take it, baby girl. Take it and hang on to it until I say you can come.”
She bit her lip as he turned up the speed on the vibrator.
“You look so damn gorgeous like this,” Mick said, his voice heavy with desire. “I’m so hard for you, my baby. And I can see how wet you are. You know I love that.”
He reached down and swiped at her sex, pressed the swollen lips together around the doubled length of rope between them, making the vibration even more intense.
“Oh!”
“Not yet,” he ordered her.
She had to fight hard not to squirm. Not to come. But she would do it. For him.
Mick.
“I’m going to tie the vibrator to you now.”
“Oh, God.”
“Shh. Quiet.”
She was struggling not to writhe on the bed as he did exactly as he’d said—used a length of rope around her hips to anchor the shivering vibe to her body. Pleasure sang through every nerve.
“Be still. I’m right here.”
He lost contact with her for several moments, then she felt him press the vibrator harder against the ropes.
“Come, baby girl. Now!”
Her body let loose, her climax crashing down on her, a wave of pure pleasure so strong it made her scream. And even as her throat grew sore with her screams, the ropes between her thighs were cut away and she was impaled by Mick’s thick shaft.
She started coming all over again as he sank into her, as he bit into the soft skin of her neck.
“Oh! Oh . . .”
He pulled her blindfold away, and she blinked as she came, pleasure spiraling, a fever that wouldn’t stop burning through her.
“Baby,” Mick muttered, his face above her a torn mask of desire. “I need you. You’re mine. Mine, baby girl.”
He kept his gaze on hers as he came, his eyes glittering, a bottomless silver pool. And when they were both done, their bodies stilled, he kept watching her, gazes locked, the towering heights of desire calming into something more solid. Into the steady beat of their hearts. The steady beat of the love between them.
“Love you, my baby.”
“Love you, Mick.”
And it was true—the only truth that mattered.
The past was behind them, finally. Exactly as it should be. All that mattered was right now. The way they felt about each other. And the future they would share.
DON’T MISS THE NEXT DANGEROUS ROMANCE
FROM EDEN BRADLEY
Dangerously Broken
Coming in 2015 from Berkley Books