Page 14 of The Twisted Beats

He tosses me onto the bed. The wrists and ankle cuffs are already secured to the frame.

His blackened eyes bear down on me. “Remember the safewords. I’m not taking it easy on you tonight.”

My heart rate speeds up. “Yes, sir.”

“Sit.”

I do. He takes the nipple clamps, but not the ones I asked for. The ones he picked out are attached to a chain that has a clit clamp on the other end.

I suck in a breath. He twists and tugs on my nipples until they’re hard, then slips on the nipple clamps. He tightens them to the point I’m about to see spots.

He sits back and tugs the chain. “How’s the tension?”

“Intense. Level eight out of ten.”

“Good.” His voice is deep and thick with control. “Now lie back.”

I nod and do what he demands. “Jax.”

“Excuse me?”

“I mean, sir.” I lick my lips. “Request?”

“Proceed.”

“Please don’t make the clit clamp as tight. Maybe a level five or six.” I swallow and my pulse races.

“Done. Anything else before we begin?”

“No, sir.”

“Very well. This is what you want, so I don’t expect to hear pause or final from you anytime soon. Understand?”

“Yes. Push me hard, sir.”

His fiery gaze softens for a second, then flames. “Done.”

This is the fiercest I’ve ever seen him in the bedroom. My stomach twists and knots. I tighten my muscles and place my fears aside. This is what I asked for, so I better suck it up.

“Spread your legs.” He licks his thumb and two of his fingers.

I do as instructed, and he brings them to my clit and rubs it. I thrust into his touch. My blood rushes to my bud, sendingtingles and zaps of electricity between my legs. I’m wet in a few beats.

When I’m swollen enough that he knows where he wants to attach the clit clamp, he does. It’s tighter than usual but not like the nipple clamps.

He tugs on the chain. “How’s the tension?”

“A level six. I’m good, sir.”

He nods, checks my breasts, most likely to ensure my nipples are the right color, then flips me over. “Get on your knees and rest on your forearms. Ass up.”

Once I’m in place, he caresses my butt cheeks as he kisses up my spine. Shivers crawl over my skin.

The thing I love most about this type of sex is all I think about is how my body feels. I have to focus only on that or else risk being injured. There’s no room for my thoughts to wander. And that’s what I want tonight.

Jax brings his mouth to my ear. “Get ready, firecracker. It’s about to begin.”

“Yes, sir.”