His body was hard and warm against her as he lifted one of her arms above her head. He wrapped the seat belt extender around her wrists and made a makeshift knot. Then he threaded it through the handle of the bin above her. He secured the other wrist to the other end of the strap. “Too tight?”
“No, sir, it’s fine.”
“Good.” He caressed her sides with hot palms as he moved down her body and squatted at her feet. He wrapped the belts around h
er ankles and secured her, legs spread wide—one hooked to the seat to the left and one to the leg of the couch. “There, now you won’t fall if the plane hits turbulence.”
“Thank you, sir.” Though she suspected Kade was going to provide turbulence of his own.
He trailed fingers down her spine. “Tonight I don’t want anything between us. I get checked regularly and am safe. Are you on birth control?”
“I’m on the pill. And I got tested after I found out what Doug had been doing.”
“Good girl,” he said, kissing along her shoulder. “I need to hear you say you’re okay with me fucking you bare, baby. That’s not something I will order you to do.”
The dirty words made her stomach clench low, her body already growing wet and hot for him. “I want it, sir. No more condoms.”
He circled his arms around her and brushed his fingers over her folds. Her legs went boneless for a moment and she groaned into the touch, the pleasure so welcome after such a stressful few days. “I agree, no more condoms when it’s just us.”
The words took a second to register with the delicious stroking that was going on, but all her attention honed in on his words. “Won’t it always be just us? We’re getting married.”
“I promise you there will never be another woman for me. You’re all I need, and more than one woman is not my kink. But I saw how much you enjoyed that night with Colby. And I like giving you that kind of pleasure, sharing you as my slave.” His fingers dipped inside her, his slow strokes matching the soft, cajoling sound of his voice. “Like I told you that first night. I’m a kinky fucker. Our love is monogamous, so I trust in that enough that if we play with someone else, you’re still all mine and vice versa.”
The concept was so out there, so very different from anything she’d ever known or considered. But there was something wildly enticing about that deep a level of trust. It’d be okay to explore each other’s edges, together, without worrying that it would shake their foundation. She knew without a doubt that it didn’t matter how many men touched her when they had a kinky night, none would tempt her away from this man. He would truly own her body, heart, and soul.
“It’s always going to ultimately be your call,” he said softly. “But putting a ring on your finger doesn’t mean I stop pushing your boundaries. What if I want to see how loud you come when I’m deep in your ass while you fuck someone else? I know your mind went there when you saw Jace, Evan, and Andre together.”
She moaned at both the fantasy he was conjuring and the way he curled his fingers inside her. “You’re a filthy, filthy man, sir.”
His laugh was dark and low against his ear. “And you love it.”
“I do, sir. I love you.”
“And I will wake up and thank the heavens every day for that.” He kissed her neck and traced his tongue along her pulse point. “My beautiful, smart, brave girl. My future wife. And my dirty little slave.”
She smiled, warmth blooming in her chest, and lowered her head. Never would she have believed that word could be an endearment. But Kade had proved it to her. She would not be his angelic, proper wife. She would not be that insecure, people-pleasing girl. She would be Tessa for him. A woman who wasn’t afraid to give in to her desires. A woman who would do things with him just because they were fun, because they felt good, because she loved him and he loved her. Because the ultimate trust was there. A woman who could stand on her own two feet but who could also get on her knees at night for her man and not feel wrong about it.
Kade brought her close to orgasm with his fingers then pulled back, dragging his hand up her abdomen and painting her with her arousal. His hand cupped her breast then slid up to capture her nipple.
“Ready for a little sting?” He gave her nipple a firm pinch and tug.
She arched into the touch and moaned. Somehow just that little dart of pain made every nerve ending stand up and pay attention, her body craving that dose of sharpness mixed in with the pleasure.
“Mmm,” Kade said, rolling her other nipple between his fingers and pinching it hard. She gasped and she could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke again. “I love how you respond to any hint of roughness. I think my girl craves pain more than she realizes. I can’t wait to see how deep that wiring runs.”
He stepped back and his hand came down on her backside with a hard slap. The sound was like a gunshot in the small airplane. But the stinging heat that raced outward made her forget to worry about all the noise they were making. His hand whacked her on the other side and then again across her thigh. She wiggled in her bindings, but he didn’t pause. The spanking was harder and longer than he’d done in the past and no spot on her thighs, hips, ass, or pussy remained untouched.
Her skin burned and ached, everything was tightening. And the resulting heat curling through her was making her so wet, she could barely concentrate. But even with all that, the voice inside her was silently begging him for more of that violence. She needed to be touched, she needed to be hurt, she needed the two together. She didn’t know why, and she no longer cared. Words slipped past her lips, and she couldn’t decipher what she was saying anymore.
But apparently Kade did. He coasted his hands over her fiery skin. “You need more, huh? I love to hear you begging for it. I can see you sinking, baby. Your body’s giving over to it. Let it take you and I’ll give you what you need.”
Her mind was buzzing, her vision making the windows blur together, but she sensed him moving behind her. She mourned the loss of his hands on her.
“I’m glad I travel prepared,” he said from somewhere to her left. Another bin was opened and closed. Then he was touching her hip with light fingers, letting her know he was back with her. “I think it’s time to punish you for leaving town without telling me and for shutting me out instead of asking for help.”
Her already racing heart stuttered in her chest. “Punish?”
“You know how worried I was when I found your house empty, your car still in the driveway.”