Pick Your Pleasure (18 page)

At the end of each dangled a
ring. She didn’t have to wonder about their purpose for long. Chase snagged one
of the silk scarves from the bed then threaded it through the circle. With deft
movements of his long, skilled fingers, he tied the material to the fastener.
It made sense when she thought it through.

A bed this large wouldn’t have
accommodated even the generous lengths of the scarves. The equipment probably
also allowed for more adventurous play. Maybe even suspension. She’d seen pictures
on the Internet that made her moan just at the thought. Next time…

Once satisfied with the security
of the silk, Chase slid his hand down the length then wrapped the other end
around one of her wrists. He spread the fabric so that it became a wide cuff,
which didn’t cut into her skin in the least. Careful, he didn’t fool around
while he secured her then checked his handiwork.

“You’re to tell me if you feel
any numbness. Right away. Understand?” His serious tone brooked no argument.

“Agreed.” She nodded.

“Damn it turns me on when you go
all prim and proper.” He stroked his erection a few times before reaching for
another tie. “I can’t wait to make you crack and turn dirty girl instead.”

“Somehow I don’t think that’ll
take long.” She turned her head and nipped his ankle, which rested beside her
as he treated her other wrist to similar treatment as the first.

And when he’d finished, he
crouched beside her. Impressive balance kept him from squashing her on the
flexible surface of the bed. “Let’s see how good I did, shall we?”

The arrogant smirk on his face
might have taunted a smartass remark from her except that he chose that instant
to slide his fingers over her belly to tickle her ribs. Linley thrashed. Her
bindings held.

When she laughed so hard she
could barely breathe, he relented. “Had to be sure you wouldn’t hurt yourself
if we get carried away.”

He stood again to slide a finger
beneath the improvised cuffs she wore like a fantastic accessory. Satisfied, he
knelt down and kissed her.

Although she hadn’t once
considered retreating, having no choice in the matter made the gentle assault
of his mouth that much more enjoyable. Her pussy quivered, and she arched
toward him, her body begging for more.

“Almost,” he whispered before
departing again.

Chase poked a different button
on the remote. Panels in the bar spanning the foot of the bed popped open. From
them he withdrew two identical lines with twin metal hoops. He made quick work
of mimicking her wrist fastenings on her ankles.

Spread wide—though not uncomfortably
so—Linley groaned at the light pressure of the tensioned cables on her legs.
Chase’s quality control testing was distinctly more pleasurable.

He dropped into the
V
made by her thighs and snuggled up to
the trunk of her body. She had to admit, his shoulders fit nicely there. Air
stuck in her lungs when he extended his tongue and licked one long line from
the bottom of her slit to her clit, pausing to circle the entrance of her pussy
along the way.

Pure ecstasy rolled through her.
When he pulled away, reaching for the last tie, she attempted to wrap her legs
around his waist to prevent his retreat. No could do.

“Ah, perfect.” He bent to lay a
kiss on her nose. “Now, you’ll have some idea of what it looks like so your
imagination can fill in the blanks when you’re blind and I do this.”

Linley regretted she wouldn’t
witness his complete dismantling of her inhibitions. At least until the
slippery material settled over her eyes and her personal dusk descended. The
loss of her vision forced her to rely on her other senses, which magnified
their input.

“You’re doing great, love.”
Chase petted her, dissolving the last of her unease.

Unable to see him approach, the
wet warmth of his mouth brushing hers came as a delightful surprise. She moaned
and arched into the contact as best she could. Pleasant tugs on her wrists and
ankles reminded her that she’d surrendered control. The pleasure storming her
system renewed her faith in others.

Chase especially.

He would take care of her. When
was the last time someone could say that?

A string of sighs left her
mouth, each one in response to a kiss he placed on her body. The direction of
their occurrence convinced her of his destination. She wished he’d hurry. But
he didn’t. And when he dallied at her hipbone, she nearly screamed.

Until he finally, finally
settled his lips over her pussy.

Then she did shout. His name,
some demands, God knew what else. But it didn’t matter. There wasn’t a single
thing she could do to speed up the relentless cycle of licks and kisses he
treated her to. If she hadn’t been at his mercy, she might have given in to the
guilt of their one-sided exchange, reaching for him to return the favor. But
like this…she couldn’t deny the treatment was his decision.

When he slipped a finger—then
two—inside her, she knew there was one thing he couldn’t regulate. Or didn’t
seem to want to. The inevitable pulses of her approaching orgasm began deep
inside her belly. Before she could warn him of the effect he had on her, Chase
groaned.

He broke contact, setting her adrift
in blackness, for just long enough to encourage her. “You’re so damn tight.
Slick. More every second. You’re close, aren’t you?”

Linley cried out her agreement.

“Then why are you holding back?”
He nipped her thigh, startling a yelp from her.

And when she relaxed, the
pleasure his hand delivered by working within her was more obvious than it had
been before. Sensations bombarded her. All of them focused between her legs,
where he touched her.

She had to be honest. “I want to
come with you inside me.”

“You will.” He granted her wish.
“But after you show me exactly how good it’s going to be. Hug my hand. Come
around me, love. I’ll bring you with me again in a minute. Hurry, please. I
need to bury myself in this soft heat soon.”

His words contributed as equally
to her destruction as his persuasive suckling did when his mouth latched on to
her once more. His generosity mixed with the wicked things his tongue did to
her clit. The circles he rubbed on her from the inside pushed her over the
edge.

The pressure of her bindings as
she contracted all over added to the swell of rapture in her. And suddenly it
was all too much. She exploded, committing herself to enjoying every ounce of
pleasure resulting from the epic orgasm he inspired.

Before she’d finished quaking,
the rustle of foil ripping traveled to her overly alert ears.

An aftershock rocked her as she
considered what was to come.

The spasm made it impossible for
Chase to penetrate when he lined up the blunt head of his cock with her opening
in the same instant. “I can’t wait to feel you milking me like that.”

His voice had changed. Gravelly,
a little harsh, she knew he was on the edge. She regretted that she wouldn’t be
able to recover quick enough to have her wish after all. But the beautiful
release still singing through her veins made it impossible to be sad after the
gift he’d given her.

He deserved to take.

“Fuck me, Chase.” The dirty
words slipped right out of her mouth. The blindfold might have helped. She felt
free to say and do whatever she wanted, emancipated by the tools he’d used on
her to their greatest advantage.

“Yes.” He advanced with a
powerful thrust that lodged him an inch or two deep in her still pulsing
tissue. “There’s the girl I was looking for. No more façade, Linley. I want the
real woman. The one hiding inside.”

He had no idea the mischief he’d
unlocked.

“Give me your cock.” She grunted
when he retreated a bit then did as she demanded. Though she clearly had no
authority, she felt as if he’d given her the power. To do as she’d dreamed forever
without fear or self-doubt.

“More,” she yelled.

He obeyed. A few more thrusts
and they locked together as tightly as two people could get. The heat and
pressure of his chest covered hers, relieving the aches in her breasts with the
contact. His mouth covered hers and they kissed ferociously as he began to ride
her.

The thick, long length of his
cock filled her to capacity. Maybe a bit beyond. The burn only added to her
desire. She’d never been stretched like this before. Not physically, or
emotionally.

To her surprise, the killer
climax she’d relished began to rejuvenate with the measured strokes he
continued to supply between her legs. As they made out, he lost a little of his
finesse and gained a bit of rawness that she savored.

“You’re going to come with me,
love.” It wasn’t a question. It was a command. The urgency with which he made
it implied haste.

When she feared she might
disappoint him, he added a swing of his pelvis to each lunge, grinding their
bodies where they joined. The stimulation on her clit combined with his
penetration, the weight of his body, which she supported gladly, and the
sweetness of his kiss, invigorating every sensitive place inside her.

Tendrils of pure bliss rose
within her. She focused on them, growing them until she shouted. “Now, Chase.
I’m there. Coming.”

“I know. Damn, love. I know.” He
grunted the last as her body began to squeeze him, making him work to tunnel as
deep as he had been.

Chase didn’t seem to mind. He
fucked harder, faster, obeying the draw of her pussy. She screamed his name and
was surprised to hear her own flying from his lips. In the midst of it all, he
yanked the blindfold from her head. The sight of his handsome face, contorted
in ecstasy, flung her even higher.

He pumped into her, making her
wish she could feel each warm blast of his come, which she echoed with a wring
of her pussy.

It went on and on until neither
of them had the strength to move, or even moan.

Long, luxurious minutes passed
where they absorbed the pleasure they’d created together until she kept her
promise. “Chase.”

“Yes, love?” He kissed her cheek
with tenderness that threatened to bring tears to her eyes.

“My left hand is getting
tingly.” She wished they never had to move. “Sorry.”

“Thank you for saying something.
It’s important for me to trust you if we’re going to play like this…or more.”
He smiled at her as he released her then massaged her offended palm. “Go ahead,
put your arms around me.”

She didn’t have to be told
twice.

Linley snuggled up to his chest,
laid her head on his shoulder, and hugged him tight.

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When the storm had passed, they
lay wrecked on the bed. Silk sheets tangled around them, partially caught
between their bodies, which pressed together everywhere else.

Please, please don’t let real life ruin this.

Linley cleared her throat.

“Ryder, there’s something I need
to tell you.”
 
She bit her lip. Pressure
built in her stomach as she considered the ramifications of coming clean. But
this night had meant something to her. She couldn’t ignore that. Linley refused
to jeopardize their future by not being straight with him upfront. Mostly
upfront.

“What’s wrong?” He leaned on his
elbow, brushing the hair from her face.

“I’m sort of…rich.”

He laughed. “That’s it? Wildcat,
you’re well off I’m sure, but so am I.”

Linley didn’t mean to crush his
pride. “Actually, I’m the founder and owner of Lane Technology.”

“I know,
Linley
. It’s a beautiful and unique name. Like you. There can’t be
many of those around. Especially not women Henry would vouch for.” He held her
in place when she would have bolted. Betrayed, her stomach fell through the
floor.

“You knew who I was?” She tried
to block the tears of frustration welling in her eyes. It
had
been too good to be true. “The whole night?”

“Of course. I’m
not
a moron.” He tried to subdue her
with a kiss. For a few seconds it worked. And then he shocked her into total
stillness. “But I
am
a prince. Go
ahead, make your frog jokes here.”

She gaped at him. “You mean
like…
royalty
?”

“I know. No one else in my
family can believe they had an heir as unsavory as me either.” Ryder flopped an
arm over his eyes. And that’s when she noticed the family crest tattooed on the
underside of his biceps. “Don’t worry, I’ll only make you kneel for me in the
bedroom.”

Bad boy sovereign.
Of course!

She’d heard plenty of stories
about him.

“Wow. It really is you, Prince
Haider Naim.”

“Yeah. If you say it fast, it
almost sounds like Ryder, huh?” He grimaced. “At first it was an easy cover.
Eventually it stuck.”

“Are you sure sleeping with me
won’t ruin your image?” Linley wrung the edge of the sheet where it draped
across her chest. “I’ve never been very scandalous before tonight.”

“Look, if you wanted another
squeaky clean captain of industry like yourself, you should have picked Chase.
You know, Chase
Worthington
.” Count
on Ryder to throw rules out the window. The breach also exposed his vulnerability.

Too many newsflashes bombarded
her logic.

“Holy shit.” She wondered if
she’d heard right. “The venture capitalist?”

“Mmm hmm.” Ryder patted her ass.
“You didn’t think Henry would throw you to the dogs, did you?”

“Well, no.” Linley hadn’t
assumed anything at all. With such short notice, how had her friend uncovered
two prime specimens for her to pick from?