Page 29 of Indiscreet

Dane pressed the flat of his tongue over my cleft and held it as I came, shaking. It was so fast and so pleasurable, I rejoiced and mourned that it was over, but then it wasn’t. Dane came

undone. He licked and sucked my pussy like he couldn’t get enough, adding two of his fingers in, stroking inside of me, spreading out my climax, like continuous explosions of aftershocks. It was pure ecstasy. It made me too sensitive to the touch. “Dane…God…please.”

He finally stopped and let me lie back on the bed. “I’m trying to go slow, but fuck—I can’t, Gia.”

I was dizzy, euphoric with the climax. “Then don’t go slow. I’m sure I can handle whatever you want to do to me.”

He averted his eyes and didn’t answer. The moment stretched, and I didn’t know what to make of it. Had I said something wrong?

Then he kissed me. His tongue tangled with mine, and I tasted myself. A passionate fluttering arose inside me at the feel of how good his tongue felt against my own, and even more so when he pleasured me. When we broke apart, his eyes held a weight that had my heart beating faster.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

“That felt amazing.” My face went hot as I wiped at his chin. “Look what I did to you.”

He let out a deep sexy laugh. “That’s what I want, for you to be just as you are. I want you comfortable and sexually secure. I promise it only gets better if you’re willing.”

Our gazes fused in lust. In mine was my answer: Absolutely yes.

He kissed me deeply. My eyes dropped down to the unmistakable outline of his thick cock pressing against the front of his pants. He followed my gaze. “You want to touch me. I’ll allow it.”

I reached down between his legs and ran my hands over the length of him. He was hard as steel. He took in a sharp breath and removed my hands, but he didn’t let them go.

“Before we go any further, I need to know how you feel about bondage.”

“I’ve never tried it,” I replied. “But I’ve been curious.”

“I’d like to try with you tonight,” he asked. “We can discuss how you feel about it.”

I licked my lips. “The bindings can be removed if I ask?”

“Yes,” he answered. “You’ll give me a safe word and everything will stop.”

My pulse picked up as his words worked through my mind. Safe word? I peered at him through my lashes and found his gaze fixed and heavy on me. “You think you might hurt me?”

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. “No. I won’t hurt you.” His thumbs massaged the backs of my hands. “I want to tie you down to the bed, but I don’t know your tolerance for being bound. It’s a lot to ask since you’re unfamiliar with bondage, and you don’t belong to me.” He lowered his head a touch. “The way I held you at the party, I sensed you would respond well to it. If you want to stop, we will. I just need your safe word.”

There hadn’t been anything he’d done that had given me reason to believe he would hurt me. He was careful and kind.

He waited for my consent, and I gave it to him. “Perfetto.”

He grinned. His fingers slid between my thighs and stroked inside me. “You’ll be thinking of me binding and fucking you every time you think of your company.” My inner walls clenched around his fingers, sucking them deeper inside of me, and he groaned. “Like the thought of me binding you? Then I won’t disappoint.”

He moved across the bed and retrieved a box, and I could see it contained more objects than the four black leather, silk-lined cuffs he took out. He told me about clamps, floggers, paddles, and canes. It was a lot of information to take in, but I was curious, and I wanted Dane. I shifted my legs, and Dane’s eyes followed.

“Never mind all those. I won’t be using them tonight,” he said softly before placing the lid back over them. “These”—he held out the cuffs—“I got before I came home, just for you. They shouldn’t leave marks on your wrists.” He fingered the metal rings on the outside. “These D rings, I’ll hook up to the chains I have in the base of this bed.”

“Just in case a guest wanted to try bondage,” I mused, picking them up. They had more weight to them than I’d expected. “You got these for me? You knew I’d come back?”

He gave me a rueful smile. “You gave your control over to me naturally. I thought if you returned, I’d have you like I imagined I would when I first saw you.”

“At that fundraiser?” I half-joked, but he only stared at me intently and waited for my answer. “Seriously, you want your first time with me bound?”

“The idea of you bound arouses me.” There was that sadness appearing on his face again. Seeing it tightened my chest. I always hated to see anyone unhappy. Clearly something was bothering him. I wanted this to be a pleasurable experience for the both of us, so despite my nervousness, I moved to the middle of the bed in submission. My hands and feet extended toward the corners. My skin went hot. There was nothing hidden from his view. I closed my eyes.

“Look at me, Gia.” I opened my eyes and saw Dane shudder, his face darkened with lust as he gazed over my body. “You have nothing to be nervous about. You’re beautiful.”

He lifted my arms above my head and locked my wrists together before pushing in a panel at the top of the frame where the chains he had told me about were hidden. He then secured me firmly to the posts of the bed. His hands massaged down my body to my feet where he cuffed and chained them widely apart.

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