Page 20 of Green Lights and Obsession
Her arms moved around his neck as he carried her. The air brushed across her skin as he slowly lowered her to the bed. The silk sheets underneath her. Cool to the touch of her warm skin. His fingers laced with hers before moving them above her head.
She could feel the dip in the bed next to her as he leaned over her. At one point, she swore his lips hovered over hers; she could practically feel his breath. Then, her wrists were bound in something soft and pulled up and over. Spreading her arms out to what she assumed was the corner posts of his headboard.
Daisy tugged lightly against the restraints, they barely budged. She could barely twist her hands. A chuckle moved across the room. Her head turned toward where she thought he might be, not that she could see. She was surrounded in darkness and unable to move anything beyond her legs that were currently moving slowly across the silk sheets.
“Do you trust me, Daisy?” His voice came closer before she felt his hands resting above her ankles.
She wanted to. Once upon a time, she had. She’d allowed herself to fall so deep all she could do was trust and dream. Now, she was torn. What if he left again?
“I want to.” Wholeheartedly she did.
What if by being honest, it pushed him away? After what felt like an eternity, but couldn’t have been more than a minute, she felt his lips move up her leg.
“Thank you for being honest with me.” He placed a kiss to the top of both of her thighs before pulling back. She felt his hands move to her ankles. “Because of your honesty, I won’t buckle your ankles in for your punishment.”
“Punishment?” She lifted her head and attempted to scoot up the bed.
“Daisy, darling. Have you forgotten what a brat you’ve been tonight?” His voice moved closer. She nearly jumped when she felt his hands on her waist. He moved her further up the bed and flipped her over.
She squeaked out her surprise as she found herself balancing on her knees and elbows. Her arms slowly came down, crossing her forearms on top of one another. She held her breath as she waited for what would happen next.
CHAPTER TWELVE
JAY
Her ass looked like a fucking heart. No wonder the peach emoji was known for the ass. He wanted to bite it. Again. The tattoo of his bite mark on the right cheek had him wanting to do the same to the left. He wanted to mark every part of her, inside and out. He wanted everyone to know she belonged to him.
Starting with her.
Daisy’s wrists were bound to the straps tucked under the head of the bed. She was naked and completely at his mercy. His tie around her eyes had been a last-minute decision, but after she gave him her answer about trust, he knew it was the right one.
Jay was going to do whatever it took to make sure she jumped with him, without the need to look back at who or what might be chasing them. His fingers wrapped around the handle of the flogger he’d placed at the foot of the bed. The leather strips were thinner than the one he’d wanted to use initially.
He slowly moved it from the bed so it trailed over the bottoms of her feet, up her calves, her hamstrings, until brushing them back and forth across her ass. He pulled back and watched as she tensed, waiting for the impact she thought he was going to give her.
His girl had always liked spanking, so he wasn’t going to give them to her. Not tonight. He pulled back and did the same to her other leg. Let the leather trace its way up her backside before pulling back. Then he moved to do the same from her arms, across her shoulders, and down her back.
He did this a couple of times. Switching from one side to another, leg to arm, and mixing them up so she couldn’t know his pattern. Then he pulled back and used the flogger to spank against her wet core.
She moaned against the impact.
He moved it back and forth across her ass, winding her up. She rocked on the bed and attempted to rub her legs together to cause friction. It wasn’t about her pleasure yet. He set the flogger down and moved his hands to her legs to spread them further apart.
“Jay, please.”
“Please what?” He kissed her left cheek before biting down on it. He pulled back to look at his handiwork. “Definitely going to need to mark this other cheek later.”
“Need.” She moaned as his fingers moved between her legs, teasing her.
“Need what?”
Silence. He was met with fucking silence. He pulled his fingers back and moved away from her. He watched as her shoulders moved with every inhale and exhale.
“You.”
He smiled and leaned closer. “Do you need me?” He placed a soft kiss on her shoulder and his hands moved to the restraints on her wrists.
“Yes.” Her head dipped.
