Page 45 of Tempt Me

Jase grins. “I’ll buy you more. But no more white. Because there’ll be nothing innocent left about you after tonight.”

I shiver, my head spinning with the possibilities. Jase picks me up as if I weigh nothing, and lays me out on the bed.

“Your body is a fucking miracle,” he says, looking down at me. I flush, naked and totally exposed to him. Slowly, he reaches down and strokes my cheek... my lips... my neck...

Lower and lower, it feels like he’s out to trace every inch of my body. I arch up, already eager for where this path is going, but damn, he takes his time. Caressing me, teasing me. Every time I think he’s getting close to my aching nipples or hot, wet core, he pulls away, until I’m writhing, moaning with need.

“Jase,” I beg. “Please.”

He chuckles. “Patience.”

He starts at my ankles this time, skimming up over my body. He dips dangerously close to my pussy, but barely blows a breath of hot air over the sensitive nub before crawling higher.

I reach for him, impatient, but Jase pins my hands down above my head. “I said patience, you minx.” The look on his face is hungry—and smug.

He’s loving making me wait.

“But I want you. Now.” I try to free my hands, but his weight presses me into the mattress. I wrap my legs around his waist instead, grinding against him.

Jase laughs. “And you’ll get me, baby. Don’t you worry about that.” He leans lower, his mouth grazing my skin and making me shudder. “But first, I’m going to make you beg for it.”

I feel something cold against my wrists, then hear a sharp click.

What the hell?

Jase releases me, but I still can’t move my hands. I’m handcuffed to the headboard—my wrists encased in cold steel.

I tug. They don’t give, not even an inch.

“Jase?” my voice rises. I’ve never been tied down like this before. I tug again.

“Relax, sweetheart.” He drops a teasing kiss to my lips, then bites down softly. “I told you, I’m taking what’s mine.”

The power in his eyes is raw and animal—and so sexy, I forget how to breathe. I’m totally at his mercy now, and God, it thrills me. There’s nothing I can do to stop him as he touches me again—his rough hands exploring me again, stronger this time. His hands cover my breasts, finally squeezing and tweaking at my nipples. I’m so sensitive now, it’s almost too much, but I don’t want him to stop. He lowers his head and takes one into his mouth, sucking the tender peak until I cry out.

“Your tits taste so sweet.” Jase grins up at me, hungry. “But that’s nothing compared to your luscious cunt.”

My cheeks burn, but with my hands cuffed, there’s nothing I can do to stop him spreading my thighs wide open and gazing admiringly at my pussy. “Look at you,” he says, lust thick in his voice. “I’m going to feast on you, baby. Every delicious drop.”

In one wild movement, he lifts my ankles up around his shoulders and buries his face between my thighs.

Oh my God!

Jase licks up against me, hard, and then I’m lost in a flurry of incredible sensation as he eats me out: lapping, sucking, swirling his tongue over my clit until I’m mindless.

“Jase!” I cry out, as the pleasure twists tighter, “Holy shit!”

I feel him chuckle, vibrating against my clit. It’s almost too good, too much, but he’s gripping my thighs so tightly, I’m pinned in place. Restrained. Overpowered. I couldn’t escape him if I tried, and somehow, that thought just makes it hotter.

He’ll take what he wants from me and leave me begging for more.

“Jase...” I moan again. I part my thighs wider, thrusting against his mouth.

“That’s right, baby. Open wide.”

I feel one finger thrust inside me, then fuck, another. Thick fingers, stretching me wider, pulsing in a lazy rhythm as his tongue laps me into a frenzy.

Never mind his dirty talk, Jase’s mouth is filthy as hell—and I love it.

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