Magic sparked between them, a lighthearted intimacy that ripped down even more of the emotional walls they’d each erected to keep people out.
As she continued, her knuckles brushed against his hard length.
“Focus on your assignment. Nothing more.”
His eyes were fire and his voice held a soft threat.
Maybe she should be grateful he didn’t intend for her to repeat the blowjob she’d given him when they’d first entered the dungeon.
Hooking her fingers into the waistband of his jeans, she lowered them. When they reached the floor, he kicked them the rest of the way off.
He took a condom from a side pocket in his bag and tossed it onto the counter. Then he returned to her. “Ready?”
To have you inside me, yes. But as for the swing, she wasn’t so sure, and she gave the contraption a sidelong glance.
“It’s perfectly safe. I would never let anything happen to you, Petal.”
That much, she believed.
“Would you like to use a safe word?” he asked.
“No,” she replied, shaking her head. She trusted him implicitly, even if she was skeptical that she’d enjoy the experience.
“In that case…” He guided her to where he wanted her. “Lean forward.” He placed a hand in the middle of her back and exerted just enough pressure to enforce his order.
Forcing down a sudden attack of apprehension, she did as he said.
The leather was cool against her skin, supporting her lower body and head, but leaving her breasts hanging down, unsupported.
“Goddamn, Petal. You look so fucking hot.”
Beneath the swing, he cupped her breasts to warm them and gently tease her nipples. “This gives me such perfect access to you.”
Now that she was in place, her fear began to recede. And all of a sudden, she saw the appeal. The swing conformed to the shapeof her body, and she was much more comfortable than she would have been if he’d placed her over a table or desk.
“Are you doing okay?”
Better than expected.She nodded.
Gregorio ensured she was safe, with her arms by her side. “I’m going to raise you up a little bit.”
Butterflies danced inside her tummy. Having her feet on the floor was one thing, but being completely at his mercy was another.
“Sasha?”
She appreciated that he was giving her a chance to use her safe word. “I’m okay,” she assured him, even as she closed her eyes so she didn’t have to watch what he was doing.
Moments later, the swing shifted, and she was lifted up onto her tiptoes.
Instantly, she opened her eyes, needing to orient herself.
“So sexy.” His breath was on her inner thighs as he spread her legs and placed each one into a stirrup. “You’re totally safe. I promise.”
She wished her nerves would get that message.
One more time, he raised the swing.
Now she was totally suspended, her legs and breasts hanging down. He’d left her helpless, completely at his will. The sensation overwhelmed her. But along with that was a thrill unlike anything she’d ever experienced. Once more, he’d taken her to the edge and upended her world.