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I finally let out the breath I’d been holding in. My heart is screaming to break out of my chest, my entire body is shaking with anticipation, and my pussy drips at his sinful words. I feel my feet begin to move backward. As I do, Bhodi closes the gap between us and kicks the front door closed.
“I’m not willing to let you go just yet, Summer.”
Chapter Nineteen
Summer?
I feel as though I’m inhaling Bhodi’s words, devouring them. Every sensible choice immediately leaves my mind. My body aches to feel him again, taste his skin, smell the sweat as it seeps from our pours while we lie in a heated mess of tangled limbs and euphoria.
Clutching the hem of my hoodie, I pull it over my body. Gently sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I await Bhodi’s reaction. Standing in a white lace thong, as the hoodie is lifted over my head, I feel my hair cascade over my shoulders and down my back. The cool breeze sweeps through the room and gently grazes across my bare skin. I see the desire swirl in his dark green iris’s, I watch the short inhale of breath and eventually the curl of his lip into a half smile. I home in on that desire. I feel my body falling into the trap. Throwing the clothing onto the floor, I shift on my tiptoes as his eyes devour my semi-naked body.
I watch with intent, as his lips move. His tongue sweeping across his bottom lip, wetting it slightly. As he takes a couple of steps closer, the cool leather of his jacket runs against my hard, painful nipples. I’m unable to tear my eyes away from his. I feel the goosebumps all over my skin, followed by a chill. The chill of anticipation, as he reaches out, taking a lock of my hair between his fingers, he twirls the curl around his digits like silk. I feel my head lean towards his touch, as his eyes search mine.
“We’re playing a dangerous game, aren’t we?” Bhodi asks calmly. The ghost of a smirk glides over his calm expression.
I feel my eyes widen at his comment, how calm he appears, how little he seems bothered by the threats that do linger over us. My eyes narrow on his, his calmness, appears almost arrogant. The confidence he carries himself with almost makes me jealous. Allowing the lock of hair to fall back against my skin, I watch in wonder trying to work out his next move.
As the intensity feels like it’s too much, my right hand shoots out to grab his jacket. As his hands snap around both wrists, the arrogant smirk appears a little bigger on his face, and my jaw falls open slightly. Bhodi pulls my body to his. Spinning me around, I gasp as my back hits his firm chest. The clinking sound of metal fills the room as he dangles the object in front of us both.
His lips lower to my ear as the shudder of wonder and intrigue dances right through me. The afternoon sunlight bouncing off the shiny metal handcuffs, the promise of something wild and animalistic.
“Today, we play by my rules, Summer. Are you ready?” His voice is low and mysterious, the handcuffs gently flickering in the light.
“Yes.” I push the words out, the intrigue of the handcuffs outweighing any fear I have about being unable to fully move. But the truth is, I trust Bhodi.
I’m drawn to his mystery, the dark soul behind those beautiful eyes, the secrets he holds, and the way his body dominates mine. It’s reckless. I’ve been warned, but right now that threat is nowhere to be seen. I refuse to have something or someone who hides behind a fucking mask dictate what I want. I’ll get the answers I need, but I just want to forget right now.
I feel the amusement skate across my skin. As he sweeps away my hair from my shoulder, he inhales deeply.
“You smell like safety.” There’s a subtle pain in his words. For a moment I feel my brows pinch. Unable to understand the meaning behind it.
As his fingers stay laced around my left wrist, I feel his warm hand glide down my right shoulder and arm before securing my other wrist with his grasp. Taking a deep breath, the thundering in my ears, is the only thing I can concentrate on. The anticipation forming a tight knot deep within my body, as the long drawn-out click can be heard as my hands are secured behind my back.
With my head bowed slightly, the excitement builds. As Bhodi’s fingers hook into the band of my underwear, he slowly slides them down my thighs. I feel my arousal leave a cool trail down the inside of my legs as the lace eventually meets the floor. Feeling his hot breath against my ass, he moves between each cheek. I shudder, sucking in a strangled breath.
“Does danger turn you on, Summer?” His fingers skate up the back of my thighs, stopping just before the dip of my ass cheeks. His teeth gently dig into the left cheek, and my entire body reacts as a thrill pulses through me.
“Do you like being trapped with me?” My mind tries to process the second question as his lips move to the right cheek, his teeth gently clamping down into my sensitive skin.
A heavy moan escapes my throat, “Yes.” I manage to force out as my eyes flutter closed.
As his teeth move away, I can feel a smile against my skin. Looking ahead, I can see Bhodi rise to his full height through the floor-to-ceiling window in front of us. His large frame swallows mine entirely, and his leather jacket slides from his shoulders as I watch in awe. The snapping of his belt causing my heart to jump and my throat to dry up entirely. As the sound the leather sliding across denim can be heard from behind me.
When the leather strap skates across the back of my thighs again, I feel myself shift on my feet and bracing myself for what’s to come. I feel his eyes on me, staring back into our reflection, and I wait in heated anticipation.
“Did the blood scare you?” He asks curiously.
The image of him standing in front of me, dry blood soaked into his skin, the vacant look and vulnerability in his eyes.
It should have scared me, hell, it should have fucking petrified me. But it didn’t. If anything, it made me dig deeper and unlock those feelings, I already knew I had. Bhodi made a decision. He made it, carried it out, and left no room for second-guessing. He did what all of us wanted to do when we were so cruelly wronged by someone else.
“No, it didn’t.” I whisper.
I feel him let out a low breath, a slight chuckle escaping his throat as all of a sudden the belt is whipped across my ass cheek. The sharp thwack, causing me to jolt forward. My garbled cry of pleasure echoes off the walls, and my feet stumbling as I fight against the restraints. Throwing my head back, the already fading sting on my skin leaving nothing but the need for more.
“Why?” He asks.
The question swirls around in my mind. Since arriving in New York, nothing seems normal, nothing has gone to plan and quite frankly nothing surprises me anymore. In such a short time, it’s opened my eyes to what people are capable of by their choices and what they’re capable of when pushed.
