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Authors: Susanna Carr
Tags: #Fiction, #Romance, #Contemporary
Ryder pulled his hand away from her. “Katie, you shouldn’t be here.”
She wanted to kick him. Scream. When was he going to get it through his head that he didn’t need to protect her from himself? “I can’t think of anywhere else I want to be,” she said honestly.
“Obviously. I can’t believe you tied yourself to my bed.” A thought suddenly occurred to him. He looked at the window and then at the bedroom door. “How did you get in here?”
She gave a nervous chuckle. If Ryder found out, he would go crazy, and she would rather spend her time driving him insane in bed. “You don’t want to know,” she said in a confidential whisper and gave a small shake to her head.
“You should leave,” he said as he got up from the bed.
“I want to be here with you,” she insisted.
“You don’t know what you’re in for.” He thrust his hand into his hair again. “I’m not the knight in shining armor that you think I am. I’m not chivalrous or thoughtful. I’m not even sweet or kind.”
“Believe it or not, neither am I.”
He laughed softly at that.
“What?” She demanded an answer. “It’s true.”
Ryder leaned down, his face over hers. His eyes darkened as he studied her face. “You are so sweet I can taste it.” To her surprise, he kissed her lips tenderly.
She poured everything she felt into that kiss. Katie knew that she was opening herself up for a cutting rejection. Tied to his bed and confessing how much she needed him laid everything out in the open.
The only thing she couldn’t do was tell him how much she loved him. Because if he rejected her now, she wasn’t sure what she would do. She couldn’t handle the possibility that he might completely crush her dreams.
Ryder pulled away and she tried to follow, but the damn cuffs halted her. He stroked her cheek before allowing his hand to trail down her neck. His eyes narrowed as his fingertips brushed along the love bite.
“It doesn’t hurt,” she reminded him.
He didn’t listen. He pressed his mouth against the love bite and gave it a kiss. She liked the gentleness, but it worried her. Did he think she couldn’t take all of him, the roughness
and
the tenderness? The frustration as well as the patience? She wanted the whole man, the good along with the bad. And Katie wanted Ryder to accept the same traits in her.
and
the tenderness? The frustration as well as the patience? She wanted the whole man, the good along with the bad. And Katie wanted Ryder to accept the same traits in her.
Katie didn’t want Ryder to be all sweet and soft with her. Not now, and not when he thought she couldn’t handle anything else. Katie was desperate for his mouth, but she couldn’t reach him. Exasperated, she jerked at her cuffs and heard a small tear of Velcro.
He froze at the sound. Ryder looked up at her and then at the handcuffs. “Do you want me to free you?”
She wondered if there was a deeper meaning to that question, but she couldn’t figure it out. She had to answer the question carefully. “I want to be tied down only if you’re going to take advantage of it.”
There was a wicked glint in his eyes before he cupped her face with his hands. His kiss was slow but relentless. By the time he lowered his hands to caress her throat and chest, she was out of breath.
Katie squirmed and she sighed as Ryder straddled her hips and possessively grabbed her breasts. She arched, thrusting to offer him more. The sequins and seed pearls pressed into her flesh, but she didn’t complain. If anything, the pressure added to her excitement.
“You shouldn’t have worn this nightgown,” he told her.
She pouted. Yes, it looked too bridal, but it wasn’t slutty or overly suggestive. It made her feel beautiful, especially the way Ryder was looking at her. “You don’t like it?”
“It’s very pretty,” he said as he slid between her legs, “but it’s going to get ruined around a rough guy like me.”
She smiled. “I think the designer would be offended if you
didn’t
tear it off my body.”
didn’t
tear it off my body.”
He glanced at the red handcuffs anchored on his headboard. “Are you sure you want to be cuffed?”
“They’re Velcro,” she revealed to him. “I’m fine. Why do you keep asking?”
“I don’t want you to get hurt,” he admitted in a low, raspy voice as he removed his hands from her heavy, swollen breasts. “And I don’t want to scare you.”
She bit her lip, catching the “awww” that was sure to displease him. “You couldn’t.”
He didn’t reply to that. Instead he bent down while bunching her nightie up to her hips. Her breath caught in her throat as Ryder laid kisses against her inner thighs. She offered no resistance when he parted her legs wider. He left a trail of kisses along her legs, getting closer and closer to her wet slit.
Katie could barely breathe, her sexual hunger pressing down on her. Her heart began to pound as Ryder hooked her knees over his shoulders. He immediately claimed her sex with his hot mouth. His boldness shocked her.
Katie’s hips lifted off the mattress as he circled his tongue and flicked it against her swollen clit. She rocked her hips up and down as he teased her unmercifully. She wanted to grab him by the hair and bury his face deep between her thighs. She needed to guide him and have him thrust his tongue deep inside her until she climaxed. But she couldn’t do any of that with her wrists still bound above her head.
Ryder pushed her nightie to her stomach and she wished he would just rip it off. He slid his hands under the satiny fabric to play with her breasts. She twisted and arched her spine as he stroked her. Each time he pinched her nipple she felt the jagged pinch in her clit. She rolled her hips to alleviate the building sweet pressure, but there was no escape.
Ryder hummed with pleasure as he lapped her sex. She couldn’t help but blush at his pure satisfaction. Katie had never had a lover who enjoyed sex with all of his senses. She instinctively knew he wasn’t doing this just for her pleasure; he was enjoying it as much as she was.
When Ryder sucked on her clit, it was an abrupt change from the gentle lapping. Katie’s eyes rolled back and her moan echoed in the bedroom. Goose bumps blanketed her skin as her breaths came out in shallow pants.
“You like that?” Ryder teased her, his voice vibrating against her flesh.
“Yes,” she answered in a faint whisper. She licked her lips as she tried to catch her breath. Ryder went down on her again, suckling her clit with such force that the pleasure lingered on the edge of torment. Ryder showed no leniency, until she thrashed from side to side.
Sweat gathered on her skin and her nightie clung damply against her curves. Heat spread from her core down her legs and up her chest before radiating out.
Ryder stopped sucking her clit and licked her moist entrance. Katie closed her eyes as her head spun from the rich, vibrant sensations. She rocked her hips, trying to get closer as Ryder teased her with the tip of his tongue.
“Please, Ryder,” she said, but she wasn’t sure why she said it. “I need . . . I—”
He thrust his tongue into her core. Buried it deep. Oh, yeah. That was
exactly
what she needed. Katie started to shake, the sensations so intense, she couldn’t contain them.
exactly
what she needed. Katie started to shake, the sensations so intense, she couldn’t contain them.
Ryder slid his hand from her breasts and trailed them down her quivering stomach. She flinched when he boldly placed his thumb against her clit. He tapped the swollen bud as he pumped his tongue in and out of her sex.
She felt the barriers inside her falling down like dominoes. Any control she thought she had was long gone. She was defenseless and at his mercy. Katie could ask him to release the bindings, but she didn’t want to. The sense of being out of control was scary, but it offered a sense of freedom. She wanted him to take her, grab her, claim her any way he could.
Ryder pulled his mouth away from her wet core. She felt the loss sharply. Katie frowned, and murmured her protest as she wondered what he would do next. She had been so close to coming, her arms and legs shaking as the power inside her grew.
Ryder removed his hand from her clit and started to rub her slit. She wiggled against his hand, wanting more than that. She really hoped he wasn’t planning to start over again from the beginning. She couldn’t take it. She needed all of him right now.
He tapped her clit with his tongue. The little flicks of his tongue were fast and furious. She felt the waves of pleasure lapping at her, but it wasn’t enough. She needed him inside her. She needed his cock so much she was willing to submit and follow every ridiculous instruction he gave. She was so far gone, she would call him Master if it meant deep, thrusting penetration.
As Ryder lashed his tongue against her clit and pumped his finger in her sex, he cupped his other hand under her ass and slid another finger along the cleft of her buttocks. He tapped his finger against her rosebud. The onslaught was too much. She twisted and rocked her hips, but she couldn’t escape.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take much more, she came violently. She lurched forward, the handcuffs tightening against her wrists as she arched wildly from the bed. The climax tore through her, stealing her strength, squeezing her last breath, until she collapsed on the mattress, bewildered and exhausted.
She was dimly aware of Ryder crawling above her, his body barely touching hers. She stared at him, in a daze, as he reached for her cuffs. Katie heard the rasp of the Velcro and her arms dropped on the mattress above her head. They felt heavy and not quite a part of her.
Ryder reached for one of her arms and roughly massaged her from her elbow to her fingers. She groaned and winced. The pin-pricks of sensations stung as she regained circulation.
“You shouldn’t have been in these cuffs this long,” Ryder lectured her gruffly as he reached for the other arm.
“Next time don’t argue with me for so long,” she said lazily and her head lolled to one side.
“I mean it, Katie. You are too new to bondage to stay in these cuffs for long periods of time.”
“I’m lucky to have such an expert taking care of me,” she said with a cheeky grin. Her smile disappeared when she saw the guilty look on Ryder’s face. She knew from past experience that his expression meant trouble. “What’s wrong?”
He absently rubbed her arms hard enough to make her wince. “We need to talk,” he said, as if he had just made up his mind.
Katie’s stomach gave a painful twist. She didn’t think she could cope with any more of Ryder’s surprises. But nothing could be worse than his announcement that he was leaving, right? “Well, don’t keep me in suspense,” she said, trying to offer a nonchalant smile.
“I don’t know where you got this idea about me. Well, there were the old rumors, but it’s not who I am today.”
Katie gave an impatient sigh. “Ryder, just spill it.”
He looked directly into her eyes. “I’m not deep into the bondage lifestyle.”
She blinked and stared at him as his words packed a punch straight to her chest.
“Excuse me?”
“Excuse me?”
“I don’t need to tie women up every time to enjoy sex. I don’t know where you got the idea that I did.” Ryder’s mouth slanted into a devilish smile. “Not that I’m complaining.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
“You are a rat bastard!” She grabbed the pillow from under her head. Her arms were still weak and stinging, but that didn’t stop her from hitting Ryder squarely on his chest. “What do you mean, you aren’t into bondage?”
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