Hmm . . . he’s done
this before.
this before.
“We’ll ha一ve to see how you taste. If I recall, you’re a
rare, exquisite delicacy, Miss Steele.”
Oh.
Grasping my other ankle, he quickly and efficiently
cuffs that one as well, so that my feet are about two feet
apart.
“The good thing about this spreader is, it expands,” he
murmurs. He clicks something on the bar, then pushes, so
my legs spread further. Whoa, three feet apart. My mouth
drops open, and I take a deep breath. Fuck, this is hot.
I’m on fire, restless and needy.
Christian licks his lower lip.
“Oh, we’re going to ha一ve some fun with this, Ana.”
Reaching down he grasps the bar and twists it so I flip on
to my front. It takes me by surprise.
“See what I can do to you?” he says darkly and twists
it again abruptly, so I am once more on my back, gaping
up at him, breathless.
“These other cuffs are for your wrists. I’ll think about
“These other cuffs are for your wrists. I’ll think about
that. Depends if you beha一ve or not.”
“When do I not beha一ve?”
“I can think of a few infractions,” he says softly,
running his fingers up the soles of my feet. It tickles, but the
bar holds me in place, though I try to writhe away from his
fingers.
“Your Blackberry, for one.”
I gasp. “What are you going to do?”
“Oh, I never disclose my plans.” He smirks, his eyes
alight with pure devilment.
Holy cow. He’s so mind-bogglingly sexy, it takes my
breath away.
He crawls up the bed so that he’s kneeling between
my legs, gloriously naked, and I’m helpless.
“Hmm. You are so exposed, Miss Steele.” He runs the
fingers of both his hands up the inside of each of my legs,
slowly, surely, making small circular patterns. Never
breaking eye contact with me.
“It’s all about anticipation, Ana. What will I do to
you?” His softly spoken words penetrate right to the
deepest, darkest, part of me. I wriggle on the bed and
moan. His fingers continue their slow assault up my legs,
past the backs of my knees. Instinctively, I want to close
my legs but I can’t
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