Page 139 of Sin

“You promise to tell me if it’s too much?” I asked, needing to reassure myself again.

He nodded with a shiver. “I promise.”

I grinned. “Good. Now arms behind your back.”

Once he’d positioned them, I startled unraveling the rope bundle. “You’re so beautiful,” I rasped, letting his fingers feel the trickle of rope as it lengthened to the floor. “So fucking beautiful. You’re the only one who makes me feel this way. This alive with want and need and love.”

Finding the middle of the rope, I made two loops. I slipped one of the loops halfway through the other before pulling them taut into a knot and forming a bow shape. Lightly pressing the knot against his spine, I then let my fingers tease his shoulder blades and reached down to slip each arm through their loops until wrapped over his shoulders like straps.

London moaned as I tightened the rope, making sure that first knot stayed centered to his spine.

“You still okay?” I asked, trailing a hand down his spine.

“So okay,” he murmured, his voice thick with anticipation. “Keep going, please.”

So I did. After tying an overhand knot to keep the rope from slipping, I grabbed the length of rope dangling down the center of his back and made a single coil below the knot. Then, making sure he felt every brush of the rope, heard the way the fabric rubbed against each other, I pulled part of the remaining length of rope partway through the coil to form another bow shape. I helped London slip his hands through the loops and leisurely glided the rope up and over his arms. I repeated this process over and over, checking in with him every now and again to make sure the pressure wasn’t too tight, or to press a teasing kiss or bite over his neck and shoulders.

While I continued to bind him, London squirmed, and his breaths shallowed. From over his shoulder, I spotted just how excited this had made him and grinned privately to myself as I tied off the shibari design at his wrists.

Standing back, I took a moment to snap a mental picture of him here, looking so fucking edible. The design was a more classic shibari binding, knotting and looping a person’s arms behind them in a way that was reminiscent of dragonflies.

To me, I’d always thought all the loops and knots looked like bows, as if you were wrapping that person up like a present.

And what a present London was.

With his head bowed, arms pinned behind him, and his body quivering with need, I couldn’t wait to unwrap him.

But first.

Dropping to the ground behind him, I let tongue trace a line up the back of his neck, and he groaned, shifting on his knees.

“Do you want to stay like this, tied up so beautifully, while you suck my cock?” I whispered against his ear.

“Yes,” he moaned, his head falling back and needy eyes slitting open. “I want that.”

Grinning, I dove forward, capturing his supple mouth with mine. He moaned over and over as I licked into his mouth, tempting his tongue to play with mine.

But I didn’t want to keep him in this position too long. Not restrained like this.

Standing, I moved to sit on the bed before him, and his eyes trailed hungrily over my suit. I smiled as I said, “Scale down.”

London’s mouth parted in shock and want as the suit disappeared to reveal me fully nude. My cock was hard and aching, edging myself just as much as him by binding him like this. His tongue wet his lips as he gazed, almost drunkenly, at my naked body. But when he tried to lean forward to take my cock into his mouth, I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

“Hold on.”

Shifting off the bed, I sauntered over to his nightstand and pulled open the top drawer. I wasn’t surprised to find several bottles of lube, but there weren’t any condoms. I raised an eyebrow at London, holding up the lube sans condom, and he swallowed.

“Have you not been using protection?” I asked, my voice betraying my anger and hurt. Anger, because it was reckless to have sex without protection. Hurt, because sex without a barrier was such an intimate act, and to think of him doing so with someone else…

London watched the emotions play out over my face, and he smiled. “I haven’t needed it, Sin. There hasn’t been anyone else. Only you.”

Tears pricked at my eyes, and I couldn’t stop my goofy grin. Because I’d always assumed he was taking care of his needs with other people. I’d never expected him to turn celibate.

“Just me?”

His eyes softened. “It’s always only ever been you. And that’s the only way I want it.”

I couldn’t wait any longer then.

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