“Off with the blouse and bra, my Fiery Angel. He brushed the back of his hand down her breast and murmured, “I want to see the soft pink of your succulent nipples. And those pretty piercings, I miss them.”
Gracie surprised herself when she began to do as Wade commanded. She was powerless against the pleasure that she knew awaited her.
With his sharp brown gaze holding her captive, she slowly, temptingly stripped to the waist.
Wade’s right hand moved, and then the left, until he cupped and massaged both of her breasts. He flicked his thumbs over the pierced buds, then pul ed both aching swel s upward for a long, lazy lick.
His tongue swept back and forth over one tight peak, while his fingers played with the other. As he pul ed back, Gracie watched through half-opened eyes as his tongue moved downward to her bel y. He growled something unintel igible an instant before his tongue darted out and toyed with the smal indentation. Gracie pushed against him, on fire already.
Oh, God, she was suddenly aching with need. Her entire body yearned. “That feels so good, Wade.”
“I’l give you more,” he growled. “Much more. But first I want you on your knees.”
Her body trembled at the idea of purposely disobeying him. Would he smack her bottom as he had previously? Only one way to find out.
“I think I’d rather stand, thanks anyway,” she replied, intentional y sounding haughty to wind him up.
He arched a brow at her. “You’re forgetting, Gracie.”
“Forgetting what?”
“That in the bedroom I’m in control.”
His words sent a sensual shiver down her spine. Her clit throbbed, as if eager to do as Wade commanded. She waited, anxious to see what he would do, more excited than she’d ever been. He smiled and moved away from her, then glanced around the room. His gaze stopped on something, she couldn’t tel what. Wade bent and picked the item up, then strode across the room. Her breathing increased with each step he took. As he came to stand mere feet away, she saw a multicolored silk tie. Wade hadn’t worn a tie, not in al the time she’d known him. That didn’t stop her imagination from going into overdrive, though. “What do you plan to do with that?”
He slid the material between his fingers and smiled. “You can’t guess?”
Her pussy dampened. A blindfold perhaps? The idea sent a rush of anticipation through her. Unwil ing to give voice to her speculations, Gracie shook her head. What if she were wrong? She already felt so far out of his league.
Wade surprised her when he moved behind her and clasped one wrist in a large, cal oused fist. Not a blindfold, she thought. He wrapped the silk around her arm, then grabbed the other and did the same. “Is your wrist sore, baby?”
His voice so close to her ear obliterated her ability to speak clearly. “N-no, not real y.”
Gracie tested her bonds. It was loose; she could easily get out. She had a feeling Wade did that on purpose. She was securely tied, but stil able to escape if she wanted. The thoughtfulness behind Wade’s action gave her the bravery to surrender to him once more.
Wade’s hands smoothed their way down her sides until they were cupping her hips in a tight, possessive hold. “Mmm, I like you this way. You are mine now, to do with as I please. If you’re a very good girl, I’l let you come. If you’re naughty, I won’t.”
Shocked, Gracie turned her head, her gaze searching his for a hint of teasing. There wasn’t any. He appeared deadly serious. “You would withhold pleasure from me?”
“Until you learn, yes.” At her frown, he went on. “There’s pleasure in the buildup, sweetheart. Your pleasure is mine, always. But at times I think you forget who I am.”
She couldn’t accept that. “I know exactly who you are. You’re the man I’ve let handcuff me to his bed. You’re the man I let spank me. You’re the only man I want.”
His already intense gaze turned darker. “And I’l be the man to possess you, ful y. Binding your hands, it’s just the beginning. By the time I’m through, there wil be no part of you I haven’t touched, tasted . . . fucked. In here you’re mine. I wil make you scream with pleasure, but I want your total surrender, Gracie.”
“I have surrendered. Everything we’ve done, Wade, it’s been beyond description. You’ve taken me to heaven and back.”
“But there’s stil a part of you that holds back. Admit it.”
How had he known? Was he so attuned to her that he could see inside her soul? The idea of letting Wade have total control over her sent a shiver of warning down her spine. Even though she knew that Wade wasn’t an autocratic man, that his demanding side only surfaced when they were in the bedroom, it stil caused her to hesitate. Letting a man, even one as trustworthy and kind as Wade, see her in such a vulnerable way scared her.
And yet, it turned her on as wel . She couldn’t lie about that. Not even to herself. Wade would never hurt her. Gracie knew it in her heart. The thought of turning herself over to him, submitting, made her clit throb with the pleasure such an act would bring.
“So serious,
” Wade murmured as he rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip. “If it’s not what you want, tel me, sweet angel. I won’t have you feeling forced.”
“I like when you take control, Wade. It does scare me a little. I’m not accustomed to relying on anyone but myself. This is new for me.”