Page 67 of Promised Love

“You heard me.”

I look at him in shock, but he’s effing serious. I carefully lean back, and he follows me. His move is like a prowl. When I think he can’t surprise me anymore, Lukas ties my wrists together with the straps of my bra above my head.

I can’t help a tiny whimper of surprise and nervousness.

“Shh,” he coos and then steps back.

I squeak when he shifts the heavy leather chaise.

God, is this real?

But then Lukas stands behind me and gives me a gentle push to lean forward, making me face the mirror. I almost don’t recognize my reflection…

My hands are tied above my head. My breasts are jutting out of my body, nipples pointed and my naked sex leaving a wet patch on the hot-pink leather.

“You are a vision, Autumn,” Lukas whispers in my ear. Our gazes meet in the mirror, and he tugs on my earlobe with his teeth.

“Oh, God.” My eyes fall closed.

“Open your eyes, Autumn.” His voice is stern and unforgiving, but it’s so damn hard to comply.

“Thank you. I’m fine like this,” I reply.

He chuckles. “You’re cute. But it wasn’t a request.”

That changes something. As soon as I open my eyes, I’m met with Lukas’ grin. Without breaking our eye contact, he presses a kiss on the side of my neck, and his hands skim over my body. They drift from my arms to my shoulders before he’s kneading my breasts.

“Fuck, I didn’t know you had a porn star body.”

I let go of a whimper before finding my hoarse voice again. “What the heck is that?”

“Plump breasts, rosy pointed nipples, slender waist.” His hands drift lower. “And this gorgeous pussy. You’re a sight to behold, Autumn. Thank fuck I didn’t know about this before. It would have been so goddamn hard to resist you.”

A thousand emotions flow through my body, and arousal wins by far. I whisper, “Thank God I didn’t know about this side of yours.” Because I’m sure I wouldn’t have proposed this short-term arrangement if I thought Lukas would be this brazen and unorthodox in the bedroom.

“How did you think I’d be?”

“I thought you’d take me to bed straightway and we would be done by now. But we haven’t even started.”

“All good things are meant to be enjoyed slowly, and you’re the best fucking thing, Autumn.” He sits before me. “But I also don’t want to ruin your expectations.” After giving me a wicked smile, he dips his head and kisses the hollow of my throat.

“Lukas!” I shriek and my knees go weak as his hot kisses touch every part of my skin, trailing down from my chest to my stomach, making it quiver, and finally his lips are on my sex.

“You’re so goddamn wet,” he murmurs.

At least that’s what I think he said, because I’m so heady with his charm that he could have said get, set, met or any other word.

“I can’t wait.” He grabs the condoms he threw on my vanity earlier and tears one with his pearly white teeth.

My breath hitches as he sheaths himself.

Lukas is back on me, and this time when he kisses me, he’s too gentle. “Are you sure?”

My heart skips a beat, but I don’t let my nervousness show. “I can’t wait…”

I genuinely can’t wait to give myself to him. There couldn’t have been anyone more suited for me. And if there was any doubt in my mind, it has flown away in the last hour.

“Me too.” He positions himself above me, and I muster all my courage not to let my inexperience show.

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