Page 45 of Not Afraid to Trust Again
Kyden held his hands up. “Hear me out.”
“I’m listening.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
I lowered the volume on the television because I had to hear his reasoning.
“For one, it has to be rules. Like, being with any and everybody won’t work. Both parties have to agree on one other person. It could help if one of them isn’t sexually satisfied. Or they could try it one time to fulfill a sexual fantasy their partner might not want to do. It could enhance communication and being honest with each other.”
“No, sir. If you feel like you need another woman, I’ll leave. I don’t like the idea of it. I’ll get a wig if you want a different look.”
Kyden laughed so loud, it made Gizmo jump and run out of the living room.
He leaned over and kissed my cheek.
“First of all, I’m good with what we have. If it’s something I want to try, I’m sure you would be open to it. Like I said, I’m all for monogamy, I’m just giving you reasons why someone else might do it. I wouldn’t mind you getting a wig, though, to spice things up.” He wiggled his eyebrows, and I cracked up.
I pushed our tray tables away and straddled his lap. He rested his hands on my waist as I stared into his eyes.
“I can do that, and anything else you want to do. I trust and love you, so I know you won’t do anything to hurt me.” I kissed his lips. I leaned back and bit the tip of my finger. “I think I’ve been a bad girl, officer.”
Kyden raised his eyebrow and gripped my hips. I felt his manhood waking up through his pants.
“Is that right?” He used his finger to trail the skin on the front of my neck. I nodded at his question. “What do you think I should do about it?”
I pretended to think about his question for a second. I held my wrist in front of me.
Kyden’s gaze shot down to my hands, then back into my eyes.
I leaned forward so my mouth was right next to his ear. “I think you should cuff me, officer.”
He squeezed my waist, and I ground my hips.
“Don’t tempt me, Elise.”
“I’m not.”
In one swift motion, Kyden lifted from the couch with me in his arms. He didn’t care about the plates on the table or the television being on as he carried me to the bedroom.
As soon as we made it to the bedroom, he dropped me in the middle of the bed.
I watched as he reached into the table near his bed and pulled out the handcuffs.
“Take your clothes off,” he demanded.
I pulled my shirt and pants off and threw them on the side of the bed. Since we were in for the night, I didn’t have on underclothes.
“What’s next, sheriff?”
He walked over to me and rubbed my hard nipple.
“I want you on all fours.”
I rolled over and arched my back. I made sure my head was comfortable on the pillow because I knew how rough Kydencould be at times. It was enjoyable, so I never complained about it.
I couldn’t see him, but I felt when the bed dipped.
“Hands behind your back.”
Following his command, I put my hands behind me.
