Page 17 of Playing By His Rules

“You know what the red bracelet means,” she said, not backing down, somehow looking both vulnerable yet strong at the same time. “I’m giving you permission to have sex with me tonight.”

He swallowed back a groan as his cock pulsed at the thought of sliding deep inside her soft, wet pussy. Of feeling her inner muscles squeeze around his cock as she came and hearing his name on her lips at the height of her orgasm. Then a thought occurred to Rick, that she might have made this decision based on the escort fee he’d been charged to spend a night with her—and that possibility doused some of the sexual tension coiling inside of him.

“Does this have anything to do with the money I paid to keep you until morning?” he asked evenly. “Because I already told you that sex wasn’t an expectation or requirement.”

“I changed the bracelet because I want whatever pleasures this red band allowsfor me,” she said, sounding a bit annoyed at his assumption. “And I want it with you, specifically.”

Jesus Christ, it was all he could do not to leap up from his chair, drag her off to the bedroom, and restrain her to his bed until she was completely ruined and wasted by half a dozen different orgasms.

“Why me?” he asked instead, curious to hear her answer.

“Because I’ve never felt such a strong attraction to a man as I do with you,” she revealed, openly and honestly. “You make me ache for things that I always thought would be nothing more than a fantasy that played out in my head when I’m alone in bed at night.”

A pulse throbbed at the base of her throat at that admission, matching the one vibrating along the length of his cock once again. His body was a goddamn traitor. “You don’t know what you’re asking for with that red bracelet, or what I want to do to you,” he said, trying his best to make her see reason so she didn’t do something she’d regret later. “You’re giving me permission to take more than a standard fuck from you.”

Annoyance flashed in her eyes, surprising him with that show of defiance—and arousing him with all the ways he’d love to chastise her for that bit of rebellion.

“There are three things I take exception to,” she said daringly, ticking each one off on her fingers, adding to the itch on Rick’s palm that tingled with the urge to connect with her ass for a spanking. “First, don’t presume to know what I do or don’t want. Second, you’re not taking anything from me, I’mgivingit to you. And third, as for what you want to do to me, I think you already gave me a general idea just a short while ago and I’m still here.”

“You have no clue, Madison,” he shot back, his tone a low, frustrated growl, though he was about to enlighten her. “I’m a member of a goddamn sex club back in San Diego where pretty much anything goes, the more depraved the better, as long as it’s consensual.”

Her eyes widened a fraction at his admission, but instead of backing down or retreating, she blinked away her surprise and he watched, fascinated, as a sensual, confident woman emerged.

“Tonight, I’m consenting.” She took a step closer before hesitating, as if she instinctively knew to wait for his direction. “Tell me what you want. Please,” she implored more softly.

The tight knot of resistance in his stomach slowly unraveled at the husky, unashamed plea in her voice. He’d given her so many opportunities to change her mind, yet she’d thwarted every single one of his warnings and arguments with consistent tenacity and push-back. Now, he decided that she’d have to be the one to put a stop to what was about to happen, because he was done fighting what was between them. Carnal longing. Smoldering lust. And an underlying passion in Madison he wanted to be the one to set free.

He’d start with a simple demand and see just how far she was willing to take this reckless, erotic game they were about to play. “Take off your underwear.”

He caught the barest hesitation, a blink of surprise, and realized she hadn’t expected him to concede this quickly and easily. But after a few seconds passed she reached beneath the hem of her dress and wriggled her panties down her thighs, then let them drop to the floor at her feet. She kicked them aside, and his blood boiled at the thought of her being bare. Already wet and slick. He debated ordering her to lift her dress so he could look for himself but refrained. Seeing her glistening pussy and caressing the warm, soft flesh between her legs would be his rewardifshe followed through on his next few orders.

He lifted his gaze to her pretty face, her skin already flushed with an enthusiasm that made a dark smile twitch at the corners of his mouth. She watched, seemingly mesmerized, as he lowered his hands to the waistband of his dress pants and began slowly, methodically, unbuckling his belt. She glossed her tongue across her bottom lip, and her chest rose and fell more rapidly as her breathing deepened.

“Come here,” he ordered, his tone brusque as he pulled the leather strip free from his pants with a titillating soundingwhooshthat made her eyes flare with anticipation—a response that made his erection excruciatingly harder.

In bare feet, she closed the distance between them, and when she reached where he was still sitting in the chair, he issued his next command. “Turn around.”

She did, without any uncertainties or misgivings, her unconditional trust humbling him even as it made him burn hotter for her. He brought her hands together at the small of her back and looped the leather strap around her wrists, securing them tight enough to keep her bound, but loose enough that he didn’t cut off her circulation.

Placing his hands on her hips, he guided her back around to face him again. “Your safe word is red,” he told her as he settled back in his seat.

A small frown furrowed her brow. “Safe word?”

He nodded. “Say the word red if you want to stop at any point, because things are about to get very intense,” he warned her.

Defiance flickered in her eyes, and Jesus she was going to kill him with her show of bravado even though her arms were restrained, and he was clearly the one in charge. “I’m not going to tell you to stop. You told me what you wanted to do to me, and I’m still here. I want this. I want you.”

God, she was fucking perfect. An alluring combination of daring courage and simple, honest candor. “Then get on your knees because I’m going to fuck your soft, wet mouth and enjoy every second of it.”

She immediately settled in front of his chair between his widespread legs as he tore open the top button of his pants then lowered the zipper over his straining erection. He shoved his pants and black briefs down a few inches, and without shame her gorgeous blue eyes remained riveted as he pulled out the stiff column of his shaft and stroked the length a few times in his fist. Pre-come formed on the tip and he swiped at the sticky residue with his thumb, smearing it over the sensitive head.

A soft, needy moan erupted from her throat as she watched him pump his cock in a tight grip, and when he inhaled a deep breath the hot, drugging scent of arousal filled his lungs. His. Hers. It mingled together like a heady aphrodisiac that went straight to his head.

Releasing his dick, he leaned forward and boldly pressed his slick thumb into her mouth, giving her a taste of what to expect—and he was also curious to see how she’d react to something so lewd and filthy. Her response wasn’t at all what he would have predicted for someone so outwardly sweet and demure, but Rick was quickly learning that he’d underestimated this woman’s deepest desires. Instead of recoiling or pulling back, her lips closed around the digit, her tongue licking across the pad of his thumb as she eagerly sucked his finger, givinghima glimpse of what to expect once that hot, silky mouth latched onto his cock.

Fuck.He withdrew his thumb from her lips, and she made a soft sound of protest and shifted on her knees, restlessly rubbing her thighs together as he followed each strap of her dress with his fingers—up her chest and over the delicate curve of her collarbone. Once he reached her shoulders, he deliberately pushed those thin pieces of material down her arms where they caught at her elbows, which were slightly bent due to her hands being secured behind her back. The silky black fabric covering her breasts flowed downward, too, stopping at the indentation of her waist, and exposing her gorgeous, full tits and the tightly furled nipples begging for him to lick, suck, and bite.

“You look so fucking beautiful like this,” he murmured, and didn’t miss the pleasure that suffused her expression, as if she weren’t used to hearing such compliments. “Restrained, half naked, and mine to do with as I please.”

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