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“Mm,” she hummed out, her eyes bright with mischief. “I think you’re going to eat your words, husband.”

This time she yanked out of my hold, and I let her go, my eyes dropping to her ass in the tight dress as she joined her sister at the bar. My mind was racing with whatever she had planned for me. I wasn’t sure what she thought she’d be able to get away with. I’d have to watch her carefully when we got home, since there wasn’t much she could do while we were stuck on this yacht.

CHAPTER 30

damian

My eyelids refused to open, and I groaned. I drank way too much last night. My head was swimming, my body sluggish. The rocking of the yacht wasn’t helping, and I sucked in a deep breath, trying to focus. I tensed, realizing two things.

The first was that my arms were above my head, and I couldn’t fucking move them.

The second was someone was sitting on top of me.

I forced my eyelids open, blinking a few times until things came into focus. Her vanilla scent hit me first. Relief that it was Talie on top of me was short-lived, because I was positive she was up to no good. I slowly raised my gaze, taking in her clothes. It was another lingerie outfit I’d bought for her, and it fit her perfectly. The top was a sheer lace bra. The red fabric did little to hide her breasts, and the bottom was a thong in the same color.

“Like it?” she purred, her eyes bright with wicked mischief. “I have to say, you do have good taste when it comes to clothes.”

“Natalia,” I rasped. My throat was dry as hell. “What did you do?”

Now that I was more awake, I jerked my arms again, and she giggled. I shot her a glare before tilting my head up and my mouth fell open. She literally tied me to the headboard. Roughrope was wrapped around both of my wrists. I twisted and tugged, trying to slip out.

Until she shifted on top of me, and a whole new sensation dropped my attention to the rest of my body.

“What the fuck is that?” I hissed, meeting her eyes.

She blinked innocently. “What?”

I looked down, noticing I wasn’t wearing a shirt. When did I get undressed? The comforter was covering my waist where she was sitting, and it all began clicking together.

“You did this when I was sleeping?” I accused, anger scorching my veins.

“You were out like a light after those drinks.” She patted my cheek, making me scowl. “What a good wife I am to make sure my hardworking husband gets the sleep he needs.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I sputtered. I pulled against the rope, not caring if it scratched my wrists as I lifted my hips to knock her off. She managed to stay on me, but the movement had me going still. Something was different.Wrong.

“I couldn’t exactly do this if you woke up,” she continued. I was only half-listening while trying to figure out what the hell I was feeling. “Consider us even now.”

“Even?” I repeated. “About what?”

She leaned down, her soft breasts pressing into my chest as she let her lips brush over mine. I didn’t move a muscle even when she kissed me along my jaw until nipping at my ear. My heart was thundering, and when she bit my earlobe again, my body responded. Heat raced down my spine, blood rushing to my dick.

“You want my orgasms. Love to tease me until I want to strangle you,” she whispered, her voice pure sin. “You deny me pleasure because I won’t let you be the one to give it to me. I want you to know how it feels.”

I hissed out a breath, my erection ridiculously uncomfortable. She lifted her head to look at me while running her nails down my chest. Her wicked smile widened when I squirmed under her. There was something on my cock. Something heavy. It was turning almost painful the more she touched me.

“Talie,” I gritted out. “What the fuck is on my dick?”

“Why don’t you take a guess,” she answered, sounding entirely too amused. “I got the idea from one of yourresearchbooks.”

Fucking hell. I should have locked the damn library before I ever took her to the house. I struggled against the ropes, every one of my moves causing more strain on my dick.

“What does it feel like?” she asked, sounding genuinely curious.

“Why don’t you tell me what the hell it is?” I shot back.

“If that’s what you want.”

She rolled off me, taking the blanket with her. I had no clothes on, and when my eyes darted lower, I nearly choked. Shock and disbelief tore through me as I stared at what she put on me.