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chest flush against her back. “I’ve spent all day thinking about tasting you before I sink myself between those sweet thighs.” He stepped back so abruptly her knees buckled, but he was watching for it and caught her easily. “Tell me your safe word.”
“Frankenstein.”
“Do you want to use it?”
She gave a desperate laugh. “No, Sir.”
“This way.” He led her back to the spare bedroom he’d converted into a personal dungeon. There was a spanking bench situated in the corner, a tall chair next to it, and a bondage frame he’d had commissioned last year. He had something else in mind to get them started. Garrett pointed to a spot in the middle of the room. “Hands in front of you, palms together.”
She obeyed, but her gaze zeroed in on the hook in the ceiling above her. He grabbed a pair of padded cuffs and fastened them around her wrists. After a quick check to make sure they were tight enough without being too tight, he reached above her head and adjusted the harness.
Her eyes went wide as he helped her slip the cuffs over the harness’s hook. The height forced her almost to her toes, so that she had to concentrate to keep her weight off her arms. He held her chin in a punishing grip while he kissed her, quick and brutal. “Next time you’ll be blindfolded, but this time, I want you to see who’s making you feel like this.”
Not Will. Me.
…
See who was doing this to her? Ridley was pretty sure the image would be tattooed on her brain for the rest of her life. All she could focus on was Garrett and his hands on her body, cupping her breasts, running down her sides to feather over her hipbones, spreading her thighs. She bit back a sob when he stepped back. She wanted all those things he’d promised.
But even after so short of time, she knew how this game was played. He gave her what he wanted to give her when he wanted to give it to her. She snorted. Some things never changed.
Garrett raised an eyebrow. “Something funny?”
She knew there was only one right answer to that, but rolling over and giving him what he wanted was too tempting. So she didn’t. “I was just thinking that you always were a control freak and a tease.” After all, those were the factors that first awakened the need to submit in her, though nothing they’d done eight years ago had come close to this.
“Hmmm.”
That wasn’t the response she’d expected. Ridley went tense as he reached into the black bag next to him. What would he pull out? Was he going to punish her for mouthing off? The thought of him doing exactly that shouldn’t have filled her belly with rabid butterflies, but it did. She wanted his marks on her as much as he seemed to want to give them.
Garrett paused, frowning at her. “I’m sure you’ve done some research—Nolan wouldn’t let you through the elevator doors if you weren’t at least partially educated. Which toy was it that caught your attention?”
All of it? She bit back the response. “I can’t remember.” When he raised his eyebrows, she amended. “I can’t remember, Sir.”
“That’s the third time tonight.” He pulled out a flogger. It wasn’t nearly as vicious-looking as some of the toys she’d seen when she’d gotten her tour of Serve, but it still made her heartbeat pick up. With her being bound like this, her arms over her head and her body bared to anything he chose to do, she’d never felt more vulnerable in her life.
Garrett trailed the tails between her breasts and over her shoulder as he circled behind her. “Not a sound gets past those lips, baby.”
She barely had time to brace when pain blossomed between her shoulder blades. She closed her eyes as the next one fell and the next, creating some unknowable pattern across her upper back. It hurt. Good God, it hurt. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, trying to keep the whimpers inside.
Then he moved down to her ass. She’d expected the flogger, but it was his hand that made contact
“Frankenstein.”
“Do you want to use it?”
She gave a desperate laugh. “No, Sir.”
“This way.” He led her back to the spare bedroom he’d converted into a personal dungeon. There was a spanking bench situated in the corner, a tall chair next to it, and a bondage frame he’d had commissioned last year. He had something else in mind to get them started. Garrett pointed to a spot in the middle of the room. “Hands in front of you, palms together.”
She obeyed, but her gaze zeroed in on the hook in the ceiling above her. He grabbed a pair of padded cuffs and fastened them around her wrists. After a quick check to make sure they were tight enough without being too tight, he reached above her head and adjusted the harness.
Her eyes went wide as he helped her slip the cuffs over the harness’s hook. The height forced her almost to her toes, so that she had to concentrate to keep her weight off her arms. He held her chin in a punishing grip while he kissed her, quick and brutal. “Next time you’ll be blindfolded, but this time, I want you to see who’s making you feel like this.”
Not Will. Me.
…
See who was doing this to her? Ridley was pretty sure the image would be tattooed on her brain for the rest of her life. All she could focus on was Garrett and his hands on her body, cupping her breasts, running down her sides to feather over her hipbones, spreading her thighs. She bit back a sob when he stepped back. She wanted all those things he’d promised.
But even after so short of time, she knew how this game was played. He gave her what he wanted to give her when he wanted to give it to her. She snorted. Some things never changed.
Garrett raised an eyebrow. “Something funny?”
She knew there was only one right answer to that, but rolling over and giving him what he wanted was too tempting. So she didn’t. “I was just thinking that you always were a control freak and a tease.” After all, those were the factors that first awakened the need to submit in her, though nothing they’d done eight years ago had come close to this.
“Hmmm.”
That wasn’t the response she’d expected. Ridley went tense as he reached into the black bag next to him. What would he pull out? Was he going to punish her for mouthing off? The thought of him doing exactly that shouldn’t have filled her belly with rabid butterflies, but it did. She wanted his marks on her as much as he seemed to want to give them.
Garrett paused, frowning at her. “I’m sure you’ve done some research—Nolan wouldn’t let you through the elevator doors if you weren’t at least partially educated. Which toy was it that caught your attention?”
All of it? She bit back the response. “I can’t remember.” When he raised his eyebrows, she amended. “I can’t remember, Sir.”
“That’s the third time tonight.” He pulled out a flogger. It wasn’t nearly as vicious-looking as some of the toys she’d seen when she’d gotten her tour of Serve, but it still made her heartbeat pick up. With her being bound like this, her arms over her head and her body bared to anything he chose to do, she’d never felt more vulnerable in her life.
Garrett trailed the tails between her breasts and over her shoulder as he circled behind her. “Not a sound gets past those lips, baby.”
She barely had time to brace when pain blossomed between her shoulder blades. She closed her eyes as the next one fell and the next, creating some unknowable pattern across her upper back. It hurt. Good God, it hurt. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, trying to keep the whimpers inside.
Then he moved down to her ass. She’d expected the flogger, but it was his hand that made contact
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