Page 55 of Forbidden Heroes

“I need to hear the words, my beautiful angel. Tell me you want what I am about to do to you.”

I know enough about the light BDSM he enjoys to know tonight is about trust, and I want him to see just how much I do trust him and want him.

“I do and yes, I do trust you, Gideon.”

My heart races as he closes the cuff around my right wrist and then the other. Hundreds of emotions filter through me, and I can’t pick just one so I let them all have at me.

“You don’t know how happy that makes me. You simply need to tell me to stop at any time if you no longer feel comfortable.”

I nod and when he arches a brow at me, I add the words. “I understand.”

“Good girl.”

Gideon turns, picks up a small black box from the small table beside us and walks behind me. “For your gift to me I have one for you in return.”

He pulls on the small tie holding my mask in place and the fine silk falls to my feet. “Close your eyes.”

I comply once again absorbing the heat of his body near mine. Soaking in everything like the greedy woman I am when it comes to him.

A cool, smooth cloth is placed on my face and I feel a knot being tied on the back of my head.

“Stunning,” he says and when I open my eyes I can’t believe the sight staring back at me.

“Gideon,” I gasp. Pink tinges my cheeks, my lips are parted as if ready for a lover’s taking, and the soft curls of my hair are draped over my bare shoulders to hide my excited nipples. But what really has my eye is the white jewel-encrusted mask covering half my face. I angle my face left then right and watch light dance off the faceted sides of dozens of diamonds. Breaking up all the white are several deeply colored emeralds the same color of my eyes.

Gideon leans forward and places a kiss on the tender spot right below my ear. “A treasure for my treasure.”

My mouth drops open, and Gideon is right there to take advantage of my surprise with a kiss before he pulls away and slowly strips every piece of clothing off. He’s standing in front of me naked and proud, stroking his long, thick cock from base to tip. Hot white liquid oozes from the tip and I lick my lips, wanting a taste.

Every muscle in his body ripples with controlled need as he works his length. I’m watching him as he watches me.

“Gideon,” I beg. Yeah, I never thought I’d be a beggar, but right now that’s exactly what I am.

I clench my inner thighs and slam my eyes shut.

“No, baby, look at me. All of me. Watch me take my cock and pleasure myself as I look at you.”

I peel my eyes open to see him catch a rivulet of cum and whimper with need. “Gideon,” I say again. “Please.” Liquid slips from my pussy, and I fear I’m ruing the beautiful dress. I wrap my fingers around the chains for support.

He tugs at the two halves to the front of my dress covering my breasts and bares me to him. I inhale sharply when his teeth graze over the tender nipples. I reach for him, forgetting about the cuffs, and am pulled up short.

“This is all about you, sweetness. Just watch and enjoy.” He moves behind me and gathers my dress in his hands. My nipples harden into tight points, so hard I moan from how they ache for more of his attention.

I suck in a breath of anticipation, and I know for a fact no matter how many times we make love, I’ll always crave the moment he breaches me.

“Fuckkk, Rosalee…” He drawls out as the tip of his fat cock head sinks in until he’s fully seated inside my hot cunt.

I rock my hips and take pride in his hiss.

“That’s it, fuck my cock.”

Thrust after thrust he fucks my near-virgin pussy making me see what I’ve been missing in life. Him. “Please,” I beg, “Don’t stop, Gideon, don’t stop.”

“Rock that beautiful cunt on my cock. Show me how much you want it,” he coos next to my ear. Filthier words never sounded prettier.

“That’s right, baby, take what you need from me. I’m yours. Cum for me, baby.”

Perched on the tips of my stilettos and supported by the chains and his powerful arms, I give him what he wants. I take what I need.

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