She threaded her fingers through his hair, wanted to feel his lips around her nipple, experience the tug of his tongue around her sensitive flesh. He made it too damned easy to lose herself in his arms--too damned good to watch in the mirror and enjoy both from the inside and the outside.
"Here," he said, pulling her arms behind her back. "Stay like that."
She stood quietly, her breasts thrust forward only inches from the brass canopy bed. "What if I move?" she murmured.
"Then I restrain you."
She relaxed her arms and allowed her hands to dangle at her sides. With smoldering, ice blue eyes, he stared at her before he walked behind her and put her hands together. He easily grasped her wrists with one hand and smacked her hard on the ass, sending an unexpected rush through her.
"That's a warning."
"It's only going to encourage me." She pulled hard and freed one of her arms, which he instantly snatched back into place. Forcing her forward, he slapped her on the ass again.
"You only get one warning, Rianne."
Smooth, cool leather brushed up her arms to her elbows. He paused, kissing her neck before he zipped the monoglove into place.
Her fingers curled with excitement as he stood behind her and continued to kiss and suck her neck. One hand reached around and slid beneath her bra to touch and tease her hardened nipple. Together they sighed, their breath turning harsh and needy. Her knees weakened, pussy dripping with the excitement of him in control behind her, waiting to see what he'd do next.
"You're going to hold still," he told her.
She moved her feet shoulder-width apart. "Or what?"
Leather fringe hit the backs of her thighs and made her draw in a breath. She glanced over her shoulder and found Evan standing with a short crop in his hand, his gaze trained on her hiked up skirt and bare ass cheeks.
"Bend over," he told her.
Rianne first kicked off her shoes, then spread her legs a little wider. She bent at the waist and rested her forehead against the brass bed post. Cool metal made her nose scrunch, but she remained there, balanced on the balls of her feet as Evan grabbed hold of her thigh. His breath warmed the inside of her leg, surprising her as she realized he knelt beside her.
Without warning he kissed and sucked the inside of her thigh, drawing what was left of her breath from her lungs. She inhaled sharply, smelled leather and sex in the air. Afraid she'd fall over, she stood upright, one foot planted, the other just barely touching the ground.
"Red, yellow, green," he said.
"Green," she murmured, allowing him to continue.
He spread her legs wider, leaned her back a little more so that the back of her leg rested on his shoulder and chest, giving him access to her core. She closed her eyes and swallowed, struggling to move her arms and touch him.
"Don't move," he said, his voice strangely harsh. His tone made her shiver, made her nipples hard, and left her pussy empty and in need of his attention.
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