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“Start with the shoes. Take everything off very slowly. ”
She could barely breathe; her knees were shaking, her hands trembling with excitement. She kicked her shoes off. That part was easy. Her hands lifted to the buttons of her blouse, and there her battle began. She could feel her swollen breasts, the tight hot nipples that peaked them, rubbing against the lace of her bra and she wanted to cry out just at that small pleasure. She struggled with the tiny buttons, her fingers slipping, becoming uncooperative as he continued to watch her with his hot black eyes. Her gaze flickered up, her breath catching as he rose to his feet.
“Are you trying to tease me?” he asked her, as wicked, wicked sensuality echoed in his voice.
“No. ” She shook her head fiercely as he circled her. “I’m not. ”
His hand cupped the curve of her butt.
“I think you are. I think you know how hard my cock is, how eager my tongue is to taste you and you’re teasing me. ”
Her breath caught in her throat. Yeah, that was it.
“No. I promise. I’m trying to be good,” she whispered breathlessly. This was just too exciting. It was everything she had ever fantasized about and more. A second later a moan rippled from her throat as his hand landed firmly on the curve of her ass. The stinging little fire shot straight to her pussy and had it flooding with hot, rich cream.
“You’ll have to pay for this,” he whispered at her ear then. “Put your hands behind your back, Amanda. ”
Oh God. Oh God.
She had seen the length of rope he had collected from the Jeep and stuck in his jeans pocket before they entered the hotel. She moved slowly, trembling in anticipation as she crossed her wrists at the small of her back.
“I’m going to enjoy this, Amanda,” he breathed at her ear. “Are you?”
She was going to come before he ever touched her at this rate. Amanda was panting by time he bound her wrists firmly behind her back, the rope holding her fast as she tugged at the knot.
“Now, how are we going to get these clothes off you?” he murmured as he brushed her hair back from her neck, his breath whispering across the wound he had made there the first time he had taken her. She shuddered again, her breath catching in her throat as his tongue licked over the wound, his hands smoothing up her stomach until he was cupping the heaving mounds of her breasts.
“Any suggestions?” he asked her, his thumb and forefinger gripping her nipples and tweaking them firmly.
She shook her head fiercely. She hoped he didn’t truly expect her to talk. She could barely breathe, let alone form actual words.
“Oh God!” Okay, she could talk.
The sound of fabric ripping tore through the room as he jerked the blouse free of the delicate buttons anchoring it. It hung on her then, barely clinging to the rapid rise and fall of her swollen breasts as his hands dragged it over her shoulders, his teeth scraping at the mating mark on her neck. She was going to come. Right then and there, standing in the middle of the room she was going to climax to nothing else but the excitement tearing through her. Then he walked away from her. She stared at his back as he disappeared into the bathroom, listened to the sound of running water, and seconds later watched as he sauntered back.
He was watching her with dark, lust-filled eyes, but there was no sign, no reason why, he had disappeared in such a way. Then it didn’t matter, because he was standing in front of her, his hands cupping her breasts, lifting them in the lace cups of her bra and breathing softly across her nipples before his teeth nipped at them.
“I’m going to make you scream for me,” he whispered as he rubbed his cheeks between the mounds. That sounded damned good to her.
“But first, I have to get you out of those clothes, don’t I?”
The scrape of steel through leather had her eyes opening wide as he pulled the hunting knife from the sheath at his side. The hilt glistened damply in the low light, the rounded tip drawing her gaze as a weak moan filtered from her lips.
The blade slid beneath the middle of her bra, cutting through the fabric with a soft hiss. The straps were given the same treatment, each severed thread revealing more until the scraps fell away from her body and Amanda was certain she was going to collapse into a puddle of weak desire at his feet.
“Very pretty,” he whispered, lifting his other hand and weighing a swollen mound within his palm. “Such hard, sweet little nipples. Do you want me to taste your nipples Amanda?”
“God yes. ” She was panting, fighting for breath as she forced the words past her lips. Heat was moving through her body, searing her nerve endings and setting fire to every cell she possessed.
He bent closer, his tongue licking over one distended peak as she shuddered helplessly.
“Please… Please… Please…” She was begging, willing to cry, whatever it took to get what she needed.
“Naughty girl,” he whispered against her nipple a second before his tongue curled around it again, drawing it into his mouth where his teeth enclosed it firmly.
Her pussy convulsed, spilling her juices between her legs to soak the silk panties she wore beneath her jeans. She clenched her thighs, gasping at the pleasure tearing through her body. He chuckled then, withdrawing and stepping behind her. Within minutes he had cut every shred of clothing from her body. Kneeling behind her, he pulled the ruined pieces of cloth away from her, then kissed the cheek of her rear before scraping his teeth over it firmly.
“Kiowa,” she moaned roughly, her knees trembling as she fought to stay on her feet. He was running the hilt of that knife up and down her thigh, the cool leather rasping across her flesh as his tongue flickered over the narrow valley between the cheeks of her ass.
