turned on?”
Relieved, Nolie took a deep breath and replied, “Both.”
“Both what?” He came closer and loomed over her. Involuntarily, Nolie shrank back again, and Joseph chuckled. “Scared?”
“And excited.” Nolie shivered again, more from the cool air in the room this time than from any emotions. “May I ask something?”
“You just did.” He tapped his palm against her cheek. “I should slap you for it, but I’ll be nice this once. What the hell do you want?”
“I’m freezing.” Her teeth clicked together on the last word, proving her point. Somehow she suspected he would think she’d done it on purpose, and she hoped he wouldn’t “punish” her for it. “Would you turn on the heat? Please?”
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” He lowered his voice to a growl. “Why do I care if you’re cold or not? You’re just a toy. I don’t give a fuck if my toys get cold, as long as they play the way I want.” He tweaked one of her nipples painfully hard, and she bit back a cry.
He licked his lips and gave her cheek an oddly gentle caress. “Being cold makes your nipples nice and hard and easy to suck,” he said. “Should I do that?” He squeezed her breast, and she gasped again. “Should I play with you? Oh, wait. You can’t answer me, or I’ll have to stop playing to punish you.”A chill ran through Nolie, and she tried to huddle in on herself, something nearly impossible with the way she was secured. At first the cool air in the room hadn’t bothered her, but the longer she sat there naked, the colder she became. Apparently her being warm wasn’t part of the game.
Joseph had a point. A kidnapper wouldn’t care much about the comfort of his captive. But despite the role, Joseph was still her husband, and he shouldn’t have wanted her to freeze.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Joseph snapped. “Fine.” He stalked to the heater beneath the window and turned it on.
Almost immediately, warm air blew through the room, though it barely made a dent in Nolie’s chill.
Joseph turned back to Nolie with a frown. “You’re lucky you’re such a sexy, slutty little bitch. Otherwise I wouldn’t give a shit if you froze to death. Don’t fucking push your luck, though. If you ask for another favor, you won’t like the result.”
Nolie nodded, afraid to speak.
Chapter Six
It took a few minutes for the room to warm up. Meanwhile, Joseph sat on the bed and stared at Nolie. Simply stared. Nolie struggled to remain still and not speak. Absolute silence was uncomfortable for her, but she had to accept it as part of Joseph’s game. Even if it made her crazy.
In spite of her discomfort, she liked the intense lust in Joseph’s gaze. Too long had passed since he’d looked at her that way. She had his total attention now, something she hadn’t managed in months. Even when they’d made love recently, part of her mind had been elsewhere, and she was sure the same was true for him.
Now she had nothing on her mind other than what she desperately wanted Joseph to do to her. From the way he stared at her, she doubted he was thinking of anything other than her naked body and all the things he could do to it.
No matter what happened for the rest of the evening, having Joseph look at her as if she were the most important thing in the universe would be worth it.
It would be even better when he finally did something to get her off. Waiting for his next move was sheer torture. She wanted to beg for him to touch her, kiss her, anything at all to give her some relief from the craving and need that left her skin tingling and her pussy tight and ready.
Tormenting her was almost certainly what Joseph intended. He was trying to get her to tell him she wanted him. That was why he had barely touched her so far. He knew the signs of her arousal. He couldn’t have missed how turned on she was. And he didn’t want to give her what she desired unless she begged. But a captive wouldn’t ask for her
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