Page 105 of Debts and Desires
“Away from you.”
“What ever for, baby?”
“You know why.”
“Do I? Why don’t you come here and tell me?” He called just as I reached the door to the guest room that housed my stuff.
“Nope! I, uh, need to shower. I’ll be out soon for dinner or whatever.” I didn’t wait for a response, locking the door behind me. I was shaking, sure he would come in and take me. But he didn’t. I listened, not hearing anything.
I bet he’s fucking with me.
I waited until the water had gotten hot enough and thenundressed, tossing my clothes into a pile on the floor. I stepped under the spray, letting the water hit my back as I closed my eyes. I leaned back, letting the water soak my hair before washing it and then my body until I relaxed. Once I was done, I turned the faucet off and grabbed a towel to dry off. I stepped out into the room and froze, my eyes becoming the size of saucers.
A shirtless, freshly showered Carter was sitting on my bed, a wicked grin on his face.
“There you are, darlin’.”
“Carter… How?” I remembered he had a key. My eyes darted beside him to the rope that was tied neatly to one bed post. All bed posts, actually. My eyes met the untamed whiskey fire in his.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not gonna hurt ya… much.” He stood.
My hesitation cost me, because when I finally came to my senses, trying to escape back into the safety of the bathroom, he grabbed me.
I gasped when he took the towel from me, throwing it to the floor and then me to the bed. I fought him, to no avail. He grabbed one wrist, binding it, then the other. My knees were forced apart, each ankle tied.
“Untie me right now!” I screeched, throwing my head back on the two pillows he had gently placed behind to prop up my head. He only laughed.
“You want this to stop, you say the safe word,” he said coolly. “Say the safe word, Emmy, and I’ll gladly untie you, and we’ll be on our way.” He paused, allowing me the opportunity to speak up. I didn’t. “Thought so.”
Dick!
How dare he know I liked and wanted this?!
I pulled against the restraints, wanting nothing more than to smack that smug look right off his face. He moved away, messing with something on the dresser before turning back.
“You ain’t gettin’ out of them, I promise.” He looked me over, his hand coming to the bulge in his jeans to adjust himself. “Mattero’fact, I might keep you tied up here forever. Isn’t that what you were gonna tell everyone? That I had you chained to a bed for twenty-four seven free-use? I’m startin’ toreallylike that idea.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“I would. And you know I would.” He looked down at me, an evil grin on his face as he slid his fingers over the flesh of my inner thigh. “Mmm.” He brought his hands to my pussy, a finger brushing over it. “Always so fuckin’ wet for me,” he groaned, spreading my arousal all over. I sucked in a sharp breath when his finger pushed into me. “You’re fuckin’ soaked.” He added another, moving them slowly inside me. I could feel myself clenching around his fingers, my legs trying to close, but the restraints prevented that. He chuckled at me, leaning down to kiss my lips softly.
“I bet that feels really good, don’t it?” His words caused my core to tighten. “Yeah,” he whispered. “That’s what I thought.”
His hand withdrew, and he crawled onto the bed, settling his face between my thighs. My breathing picked up, knowing what was coming. When his tongue ran along my slit, my hips lifted into him. I bit my lip, my hands pulling on the ropes to try to grab him by the hair. His tongue flattened against my opening, working its way up until it found my clit.
“Fuck!” I cried, my head falling back. He let out a satisfied grunt as he wrapped his arms under my thighs, holding me in place more while his mouth worked me. He swirled his tongue around, the movement sending sparks everywhere. Just a little more friction and I would be coming undone. I was right there.
Yes, yes, ye?—
The moan on my lips died away as his mouth left me. I bucked up, not getting anywhere.
“Aww,” he patronized. “You really thought I was gonna let you come? I told you that you weren’t. Not for a long while.”
“But in the truck, you said?—”
“I lied.”
“I fucking knew it!” I said, exasperated. “You assh—oh,fuck,” I moaned, my head going back a second time, my eyes shutting as he licked again. He pulled away from my pussy.
