She looked at him with surprise. “Do you mean that?”
“There have been a lot of women in my life, Christy.” He brought his face closer to hers. “None of them were you.”
The thrills that went through her belly caused a spiral straight to that place between her thighs. Even after all of these years, she knew him well enough that she didn’t have to question what he just said. Zach Nikas didn’t say anything he didn’t mean.
“I guess we aren’t waiting for the weekend at the resort,” she said softly.
“This will make that weekend all the more exciting.” He grasped her hair in his hand and pulled her hair back, causing her to gasp. “Are you sure you want to be here with me tonight, Christy? Last chance.”
“I want to stay.” She winced at the harshness of how hard he had pulled her hair. Yet at the same time it had a good sting to it.
And the mastery in the movement… He was already taking control of her and it turned her on so that her skin felt on fire.
He brought her to him for a hard kiss, nothing like the gentle reunion of moments before. This was harsh, forceful. He pinched her nipples hard through her dress and bit her lower lip, causing tears to sting her eyes.
She loved it.
The kiss was wild, hungry. He reached behind her and drew down the zipper of her dress. It fell in a silken caress down her body and around her feet, leaving her in her black bra and matching panties along with thigh-high silk stockings and her high heels.
He grabbed her by her ass and brought their bodies flush together. His cock was hard against her belly and knowing that he was as turned on as she was, sent an ache between her thighs. She held onto his biceps, digging her fingers in as if to hold on for safety from a coming storm. He moved his hand to the clasp of her bra and unfastened it.
Heat warmed her as he stepped away and took her bra with him and then he tossed it on the couch. He cupped her breasts and she sucked in her breath as he pinched her nipples again, harder this time, and she bit her lower lip to hold back a cry.
“Take off your heels.” He stepped back and crossed his arms over his chest. “Now, Christy.”
He looked serious and she knew she had better do what he told her to. She hurried to remove her heels. When she straightened, he said, “Take off your panties.” She slipped them off and stepped out of them, leaving her in only stockings. “Now your stockings. Hand them to me.”
A heady thrill caused her to shiver as he watched her with his dark eyes. They told her nothing, but the intensity of his expression made her obey.
Focusing on Zach, she slowly pushed down one stocking in a sensual movement. She could tell her teasing was working as his jaw tightened and his eyes seem to grow darker than they already were. She eased it over her foot then handed the stocking to him.
“Faster this time.” His words came out dangerously low and she felt the urge to obey.
She hurried to take off the other stocking and gave it to him. He took her by her upper arms and turned her so that she was facing away from him, then pulled her wrists behind her back. She felt the silk of her stockings as he wrapped one around each of her wrists and tied it securely.
“Last chance.” He rested his hands on her shoulders and moved his mouth to her ear. “Unless you’ve changed your mind, from this point on, you’re mine.”
Her heart beat a little faster. “Yes.”
“Tell me you’re mine.” He brought her up close, her back up against his chest, and he pulled back her head again by her hair. “I want to hear it.”
“I’m yours.” Something like electricity sizzled through her as she spoke. He had her head pulled back so far that she could see his eyes as he looked down at her. He suddenly looked dark and dangerous.
“Yes,” he said in a way that made her shiver. “You are mine.”
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“When I was dating whatshisname,” Roni said. “I discovered something about myself.”
“What’s that?” John asked.
“I get excited when I experience fear.” As she said the words, his expression didn’t change but she felt a subtle shift in something in the air. “Not crazy stuff… But fear. Including being out of control to someone.
“I didn’t know the congressman well when we first played,” she continued. “I got the taste of being out of control to someone that I barely knew.”
“Is it something you think of often?” he asked.
“I do.” She nodded. “When it’s someone I don’t know well, it is a different type of excitement that is amazing. As you get to know someone in the right relationship, the submission gets better, but that certain excitement and fear from the early times can’t be recreated the same way. That might sound crazy, and some would say it is dangerous.” She raised her hands. “There you have it. True confessions.”
Yes, she was drawn to it. She wanted the feeling that she thought about alone in her bed. She wanted to experience that excitement now and she wanted it from John.
“Stay here.” She set her bottle on an end table as an idea—a rather naughty idea—came to her, and she stood again. “I’ll be right back.”
She hurried to her garage where she found packages of new rope and then went back inside and handed the packages to John. He took them with a wary look in his eyes.
“I want you to show me how well you know how to use rope.” She stood and held out her wrists. “Come on. Put your money where your mouth is.”
He stood and suddenly he seemed so tall and almost intimidating. Giving this man, a virtual stranger, some rope and letting him tie her up… She might as well be offering herself up as a sacrifice to the gods.
It was crazy what she was doing but she trusted her instincts. They had always served her well in the past. Okay, there was the congressman, Mr. Cheating Dickhead, but he had introduced her to KC so that had worked out just fine. She had only gone to a couple of the club’s events with him, but they had been exciting and fun.
She kept her arms outstretched, her wrists in front of her as he took a rope out of one of the packages. He clasped her wrists in his hand and jerked her close to him, so close that she could feel his body heat, smell his masculine scent and her heart started pounding in a rapid beat.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” His heated expression was doing dangerous things to her body. “Once I start, I don’t stop.”
She loved the way he said it, the power in his voice, and the meaning in his words. Yes, she wanted this.
She shivered with excitement, she said, “I know I do.”
Instead of tying her wrists in front of her, he turned her around and took both of them behind her.
She bit her lower lip as she felt him making secure cuffs out of the rope, wrapping it around each wrist so that the cuffs were about two inches wide. He pulled at her hands, testing the rope and she felt how snug and secure they were tied.
Fear mixed with excitement as he began tying her arms at the elbows behind her so tightly that they were almost touching. Her arms started aching but she didn’t complain—she loved how he was taking control.
When he finished he gripped her shoulders. “So you like fear do you?” He gave a low laugh close to her ear that sent chills through her. “Well, you’re getting what you asked for.”
She swallowed as more chills rolled through her.
“I can show you fear.” He slid his hands around her throat and lightly squeezed. “I could do anything to you right now. Isn’t that right?”
She swallowed, her breathing quickening as he increased pressure. “Yes.” She had to gasp the word.
He kept his hold on her neck and lowered his head and kissed her. It was a hard kiss, fierce and primal. It made her head feel like it was spinning.
When he broke the kiss he met her gaze, fire in his eyes “You tend to talk too much.” He kept the pressure even as she nodded. �
��I’m going to fix that.”
He picked up the additional rope then hooked his arm around her neck and drew her backward toward her room. When he reached her room, he kept his arm around her neck as he set the rope on top of her dresser then searched her upper drawer. He pulled something out and caressed it along her cheek to her mouth. She felt the silky softness of one of her panties as he moved it over her lips. He forced the panties into her mouth and secured them with more rope.
She looked up at him as he turned her around to face him. An almost exhilarating sense of fear shot through her when she saw the look in his eyes.
He brought his palms to her breasts and her eyes widened at the dark sensuality in his expression. The heat of his hands traveled through the satiny material and her nipples tightened.
“I think this is why you flashed your breasts at me.” He began massaging them as his gaze held hers. “I think you had every intention of seducing me.” He grabbed her long hair and her scalp stung as he jerked her head back. “Isn’t that true?”
Her head was back so far and so tightly that she couldn’t nod or shake her head. With her arms pulled back like they were it caused her chest to thrust out. He lowered his head and cupped her breast with his free hand as he brought his mouth to her nipple.
She gasped behind the gag. It felt so wonderful with his hot mouth sucking her nipple and wetting the fabric. He moved his hand to her other breasts and sucked that nipple, too.
When he raised his head, he jerked her hard against him and she felt his rigid erection against her belly. “I want to fuck you, and there isn’t anything you can do about it if you wanted to.” He lowered is mouth to her ear. “But we both know that’s exactly what you want.”
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Adam smiled to himself. Some quality time together could lead to some fun activities later. He took her hand as they walked together to the parking lot where he led her to his truck. When they reached the passenger door, he paused and she looked up at him.
He cupped her cheeks in his palms and lowered his head so that his mouth hovered over hers. Her lips parted and he brought his mouth slowly down. She gave a soft little moan as he nipped her lip before sliding his tongue into her mouth.
Adam groaned as she kissed him back. Her kiss was almost tentative, as if she wasn’t sure what she was doing, and that turned him on even more.
He drew her tight up against him and she moaned again. She tasted sweet, her body soft against his.
When he drew away from the kiss, Casey looked up at him, her eyes wide. Her lips glistened with moisture beneath the parking lot lights.
Adam brushed the back of his hand over her cheek. “Ready to go?”
Casey drew her shoulders back. “Yes.”
They both climbed into the truck and she smiled at him as he started the truck and put it into gear, and headed for the bar.
When they pulled up to the parking spaces in front of the bar, Adam frowned. The place was closed and it looked like permanently.
“So much for McKelly’s,” he said.
She looked disappointed. “Guess that’s it for the night.”
“It doesn’t have to be.” Adam moved close to her. “We can have a drink or coffee at my place. I live in Scottsdale, about twenty-five minutes from here.”
Casey paused and her lips pursed in consideration. Her lips were so damned sexy. He couldn’t wait to kiss her again.
“Okay,” she finally said and took a deep breath. “I’ll go with you. Just give me your address so I can text it to my sister.”
Adam’s house was beautiful, Casey thought. His automotive business apparently did well, really well. Nerves tightened her belly as he let her into the house. She jumped as he closed the door behind her.
She had sent Jett a text when they left McKelly’s and then again when they arrived in front of Adam’s house.
The entire time he held her hand she felt warm sensations in her belly. Was he really into kink? Curiosity made her bite her lower lip. Did she want to find out?
Yes.
Casey followed him and enjoyed the view. He had a nice, tight ass and the leather pants showed it off perfectly. His back was muscular, his triceps well defined. A fantasy spun through her mind of seeing him naked and touching his hard body. Everywhere.
The house was spacious with overstuffed couches, a recliner, and solid wood furniture that included a coffee table, end tables, and a sofa table. He went to the corner and she realized he had a wet bar.
He raised a bottle of white wine. “Wine or something stronger?”
“How about a rum and Coke?” She needed to relax, to not be so keyed up.
“You’ve got it.” Her masked man drew out a bottle of rum and a can of Coke. “I think I’ll make it two.”
She neared him and watched the play of muscles in his forearms as he filled two highball glasses with the soda and two shots of rum each.
Casey raised her eyebrows. “Don’t you think that’s a bit much?”
He smiled. Damn, his smile was so sexy. “Do you want me to make another one with less rum?”
“No.” She could use a little extra to bolster her courage. The more she was here, the more she considered how much she wanted him. “This is fine.”
Adam handed her the glass and she tipped it and swallowed. Her eyes watered a little from how strong the drink was. Warmth traveled down her throat to her belly where it heated her through.
They moved to the couch and Adam had her sit close to him. His body felt warm and hard next to hers and she imagined what it would feel like to see that body… Completely naked.
Mmmmm.
Casey took another drink of her rum and Coke. “Where is your automotive shop?” she asked as she brought her glass down.
“Near the ASU campus in Tempe.” He slowly stroked her shoulder.
“Same here,” Casey said after she took another drink. “I mean I work in that area. I manage a small bookstore on Mill Avenue.”
“Jam’s Second Hand Books?” he asked.
“That’s it.” The rum and coke was really starting to work its magic. She started to feel relaxed and more at ease. She went to take another drink and found that she had drained the glass.
He took the glass and set it on an end table. “You may have gone through that a little fast.”
“Are you really into kink?” She blurted the words out then mentally chastised herself.
He considered her for a moment. “Would it scare you away if I said yes?”
Casey shook her head. “Not at all.”
Butterflies danced in her belly as she looked up into his brilliant green eyes. They were beautiful. She felt like she’d seen those eyes before tonight… Could she have met Adam before?
Who did she know who had such green, green eyes?
But then she wasn’t thinking about his eyes anymore. She was thinking about his lips and how good they felt when he’d kissed her in the parking lot.
Adam got to his feet and took her hand and helped her stand. He brought her closer to him then slid his hands over her latex-covered hips and grabbed her ass and squeezed her to him, tight. She gasped when she felt his erection, huge against her belly. It sent excitement through her as well as a tiny amount of trepidation.
Her heart pounded and her throat grew dry as he looked at her. “You’re beautiful, Casey.”
She placed her palms on his chest and ran her tongue along her lower lip. “How do you know? Under this mask I could be hideous.”
“No…” Adam smiled and shook his head. “You are a beautiful, sexy, amazing woman.”
Casey caught her breath as he lowered his head and moved his lips over hers in a soft and sensual movement. She moaned as his kiss lit up her senses, driving her wild with need. She slid her palms up to his neck and touched his hood with her fingertips.
She tasted rum and Coke on his tongue, but h
e also had a distinctly masculine taste that she loved. She drank in his scent, filling her body with it as they kissed.
His mouth was warm over hers, his tongue darting into her mouth and then he softly bit her lip and it made her cry out with want and need.
Adam moved his hands from her ass and his palms slid up over the latex to her breasts. He pinched her nipples and she gave a little cry when he pinched them, feeling a small burst of pain before pleasure. He kissed her with more depth and pinched her nipples even harder.
When he raised his head and she looked into his eyes, Casey’s breath came out in shallow pants. She touched the mask where it covered his cheek. “I want to see you.”
A sexy smile crept over his face. “Soon enough.”
“Do I know you?” She licked her lips again. “Your voice doesn’t sound familiar. The only thing that looks remotely familiar about you is your eyes. But I don’t remember anyone who has eyes like yours.”
“Don’t worry, Casey.” He slid his fingers into her hair and cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”
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“Jeez, woman.” Casey made a snorting noise over the phone line. “You need to get laid.”
Jett laughed, amusement bubbling up inside of her as she rolled onto her back in her oh-so-comfortable bed. She held the cell phone closer to her ear. “Since when did you go the route of promiscuity, sis?”
“Who said anything about being promiscuous?” Casey had a smile in her voice and Jett could picture her blonde sister’s grin. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you need it bad. You’ve been so uptight and it’s been going on for a while now.”
“I know, I know.” Jett flopped one arm over her eyes before moving it aside. She stared up at the cracks on the ceiling, tracing one at a time with her gaze. “It’s been way too long.”
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