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“You issuing the orders now? Pretty damn brave, little girl, when I’ve got you tied to my bed.” But instead of backing away, he comes closer.

Damn, he’s lowering his face to mine as he mumbles, “Been so fuckin’ long, don’t know if I remember how to do this.”

Then, our lips meet. Soon, his tongue is demanding entry into my mouth. I reciprocate as best I’m able without the ability to hold him tight.

Jeez, he might have thought he’s forgotten the mechanics, but he’s perfect. I moan, the meeting of tongues not satisfying the urges rising within me. He murmurs against my lips, “You, too, huh, babe?”

As much as I can with our mouths once again fused like limpets, I try to nod.

Gradually he retreats, placing a gentle kiss to each corner of my lips. His eyes have darkened, and his pupils are dilated.

Then, with his gaze fixed firmly on mine, he moves down the bed and undoes the button, then the zipper of my jeans. A puzzle to be solved, but he undoes my leg restraints, then slides my shoes, then my jeans and panties off. My legs are free, I have no impulsion to hurt him, not like I would have done only moments before.

He eyes my long-sleeved tee. “Is this a favourite?”

I make a negative gesture. It’s fairly plain. I hadn’t known what I was coming into and was slightly nervous of wearing anything with a decal on it in case it offended someone. There’s only one problem. “It’s all I’ve got with me.”

Before the last word is out of my mouth, he’s taken a wicked-looking knife out of his belt and is slicing my tee up the middle. As I gasp, he offers, “I’ll give you one of mine to wear home.”

I’m a grown woman, I’m sure my mom will understand.

As the cold steel of his blade whispers against my skin and the material parts baring me, I feel the rush of wetness that unexpectedly accompanies his action. My cheeks redden, and his eyes flare.

Chapter Nine

Ink

The outing to Tits Up had been a bust. Whether Cad had seen something on the cameras or not, when we’d arrived, there’d been no one there and no point hanging around. So, having checked it all out we came back to the party, me already in a bad mood thinking Beth would have left while I’d been out wasting my time.

I had no idea what this woman was doing to me. I’d actually enjoyed sitting and just getting to know her, whereas normally, I’d think talking with a bitch was a waste of good time. I’d been semi-hard since seeing her in the clubhouse but had managed to put my needs to the back of my mind, waiting until we’d got to the point where we were on the same wavelength. Then, I’d been called away.

If she’s gone, I’ll get her address from Mel and track her down.Fuck knows why, but something tells me she’s worth running after.

My mood started to improve as I realised our next encounter is only delayed and not abandoned. I started to plan how to get her into my bed once again, knowing I’d need to try to explain why it’s her I’m making an exception for, breaking my own rules of never returning for more.

I’d been pleased to walk in the door and see the group of women, something lightened inside as I realised, she’d stayed after all.

I can move quietly, I was in the Marines after all. I crept up to surprise her…

I’d been beyond angry to hear Jay telling her what I’d been up to over the past seven days. It hadn’t been her place to tell Beth.

Now I had to think fast as she abruptly stood, picked up her purse and was going to walk out.

No, little girl, you’re not escaping me so fast.I’d done nothing wrong, we’d made no promises, nor even planned to see each other again. But I don’t hide shit like that, I’d have told her, but gently. Probably during an orgasmic haze when she’d forgive me anything.

But Jay had to blurt it out, and fuck, I might be an unfeeling asshole myself, but I knew that would have hurt. If I wasn’t going to lose her, I had to think fast. Had to take her somewhere and make her listen to me. Words weren’t going to do it, actions might.

I don’t talk to bitches, well, I usually leave that up to my cock, but Beth had deserved words. More by accident than desire, I’d found ones which worked. I’d resorted to the truth as I didn’t have anything to hide.

I’d calmed her down, with the result she’s now lying handcuffed to my headboard. She’d be lying if she tried to tell me my dominance wasn’t turning her on. Each time I inhale, I smell the delicious perfume of her arousal, there’s something different about hers, it’s a scent that goes straight to my already throbbing dick.

There’s expectation in her eyes, intrigue as to what I’m going to do next. She’s fully into this and not simply going through the motions that I’ve become used to with the whores. My actions are new and exciting to her, and while I may have tied up a woman more than a time or two before, her reactions are making it fresh for me too.

Gazing down at her ruined shirt, I allow myself a moment to caress her with just my eyes. Her skin reddens as though I was touching her.Fuck, she’s beautiful.

I may have had to fight to hold myself back, and not give in too fast, but as soon as I’d seen her across the room earlier, I’d thanked fuck I’d been given an opportunity to rectify the mistake I’d made in thinking I could let her go. I’ll be honest with myself and with her. I have no idea what I’m doing here, don’t even know if I can make it work. But if anyone’s worth giving this relationship shit a try, it’s going to be her.

She moans and squirms under my examination.

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