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I giggle. “I knew you’d like them.”
“I more than like them.” He lifts my hands, guiding my wrists together with an ease that speaks of practice. Then he opens a drawer on his bedside table and pulls out a long strip of red satin. “Now be a good girl for me. Let me tie you up.”
“Oh!” I say. But it’s not a protest, exactly. More of an inquisitive sound than anything.
With deft movements, River binds my wrists together, the silk knotting with a soft rustle. The fabric is cool against my hot skin. But the sensation is quickly replaced by the warmth emanating from his closeness.
River knots the binding securely. The silk is taut enough to remind me of my position. Of the fact that he’s the one dominating me here. But it doesn’t pinch or chafe. He pushes me back on the bed and then raises my hands over my head.
I am very aware of my own vulnerability in this position. My lacy strapless bra digs into my sides and my tits are a quarter inch away from bursting free. I squirm and River clucks his tongue at me.
A rush of anticipation floods through me. I'm exposed, open to his gaze, to his touch. My heart hammers against my ribcage.
"Perfect," he murmurs. He back to admire his work.
My breath is shallow, a silent symphony of nerves and need vibrating through me. I press my knees together because I’m feeling moisture slipping from my pussy.
It’s arousal and the awareness of what’s to come.
He comes to kneel on the bed. River’s breath ghosts over my skin as he lowers his head to my neck. Goosebumps break out over my skin. The first touch of his lips is a stroke of heat that blooms and spreads.
"River..."
It's all I manage before he responds with his mouth. He traces the column of my throat with kisses that promise so much more. He alternates between nipping and soothing with kisses. My legs tremble and my hips rise toward him.
This is an ache that only he can satisfy.
"Stay still for me, Pearl." His command is harshly spoken.
I force myself to relax and fight to obey his wishes. My instinct to arch into him is nearly overwhelming. But I clench my teeth and hold still. I’m held in place by the silk at my wrists and the intoxicating trail of his lips moving lower.
Each burning kiss teasing the sensitive skin at my collarbone.
"Please," I whisper. I’m enthralled by the sweet agony of his teasing. There's laughter in his next kiss. The feel of him chuckling against my skin that tells me he enjoys this.
"Patience," he murmurs. "Let me savor what’s mine, darlin."
I’m his? But of course I am.
His for now, a voice says in the back of my head. I push it away.
A surge of heat courses through me as River's hands glide over the contours of my naked skin. My skin tingles under his touch. I’m so alive and his caress reminds me of that. His fingers trail a path of fire down my hips.
It feels so good. I can't help but arch into him, seeking more of that exquisite sensation.
"River..."
His touch intensifies. His fingers play over my skin with a skill that borders on reverence. It's a dance of push and pull, each caress expertly bringing me closer to the brink.
"Tell me what you want," he demands, his voice a husky whisper. “I want to hear it, Pearl.”
I bite my lip. "Please, I need?—"
"Need what?" His words are velvet against my raw need.
"More,” I say on an exhale. “You know just what I like.”
River’s hand skates across the gentle curve of my belly. He teases the pair of lacy panties I’m wearing there. I tense, all my muscles flexing.
