Page 92 of I Accidentally Summoned A Demon
Biting her lip, Kat backed away. He raised an eyebrow and followed with predatory steps. “Are you trying to get me to chase you?”
“No.” Kat tucked her hands behind her and quickened her retreat, failing to keep the smile at bay.
They stared each other down for a moment before Kat turned and bolted into the bedroom. Nex caught her easily and pulled her into a kiss that made her warm right up.
Kat’s favorite moments with Nex were the ones where he was intense with her and followed it with tenderness. And that’s what he did. In the shower, he had her against the wall, thrusting into her so hard she cried out, clinging to his shoulders, weak in the wake of her orgasm. After, he held her close, washing her body like her skin would break if he rubbed too hard. He washed her hair and massaged her scalp. Gestures she believed small before didn’t seem small. Everything felt intimate with Nex.
Once they were dry, Kat bundled herself in a robe and was applying lotion when Nex came out in a towel, his magnificent body exposed. He never got cold like she did. She followed his every move as he gathered clothes from the dresser, admiring the flexes in his strong body.
She thought about the things he said he wanted from her. Wanted to do to her. With her. At the time, the idea had excited her but also made her nervous. That was before. He’d shown he could be tender when she needed it.
She wanted more. Every part. She wanted to see that side of him, and the idea of being with him in that way now excited her more than made her nervous.
“Nex?”
“What is it, kitten?” He turned. The robe she’d been wearing was gone, leaving her bare to him. His eyes darted up and down her naked body, and he felt himself grow, ready to have her all over again. In her hands was the soft strap that had held her robe closed. Her lips parted, her tongue darting out to wet them.
She held out the strap. “Tie me up.”
Chapter 33
Villanelle
NexsecuredKat’swriststo the bars of the metal headboard with her robe strap. He slipped a couple of fingers between, so it wasn’t too tight. Moving down, he hovered over her, staring with hungry eyes.
“What’s your safe word?” he asked, running his hand gently down her face.
It took everything in him not to pounce on her the moment she told him to tie her up. Normally that would get him going, but she meant too much. He told her to choose a word she could say that would tell him to stop if she didn’t like something.
“Villanelle.” She stared at him, her gaze drifting down his hard chest, his abs . . .
“A strange choice, kitten.”
“You said anything.”
“I did.” He ran his fingers across her red lips. “Fuck, I’ve been wanting this for so long.” He kissed her.
Kat’s instincts were to wrap her arms around his neck, but the ties held her back, and a jolt of excitement passed through her. He had control.
“Before I do anything, I want you to know something.”
“What?”
“I’m yours.” He kissed her forehead. “I belong to you, and that means I only want what you want. If you don’t want something I’m doing, you tell me, and I’ll stop, all right?”
Heart swelling, Kat nodded. “Okay.”
“This means, right now, you’re submitting to me.” He dragged a finger up and down her side, and her breath quickened. “That means, right now, I get to fuck you and touch you how I want. Means I can slide my fingers in you when I want, how roughly I want. Are you sure you want that?”
Kat’s face warmed. “I’m sure. I trust you.”
He peppered kisses along her jaw and down her neck. “What do you think of the blindfold?”
He sucked on her skin, and Kat panted, trying to focus on his question. “I’ll try it.”
Nex hummed in approval and stroked her body until he reached between her legs. “You sure, Katherine?”
Kat’s eyes fluttered at his finger dragging up and down her wet entrance. “I’m sure.”
