CHAPTER 29

“Ma’am, you have theright to remain silent, but I like it better when you don’t.”

Candice grinned at him. “Oh really, what other rights do I have, Officer?”

Knox traced the swell of her breast with this finger. “You have the right to as many orgasms as I can give you. And I’m not a quitter.”

He pinched the tender tip and Candice felt her core flood with desire.

Knox picked her up, literally sweeping her off her feet, and placed her in the middle of the bed. Then, very carefully, he removed her silky panties until she was bare before him. His breathing hitched, and his cock felt strangled in his pants. She was so fucking beautiful lying here. Her hands clasped together above her head. Her breasts jutting forward as she took shallow breaths.

Knox started to remove his uniform. Each button was slow and deliberate as more and more of his heavily muscled body was revealed.

Candice could hardly stand the anticipation. Secretly, she liked a little dominance in the bedroom, and she knew that Knox could give her what she needed. Her pussy ached to be touched and tasted. Her nipples were hard and pointing out as if begging for his attention. There was something so primal about the man.

He slipped his shirt off his broad shoulders and Candice feasted on the sight of his naked chest. His hands went to his belt buckle and he slowly zipped his pants down. Candice tried leaning up so that she could see better.

“Put your hands up, ma’am, or I will be forced to use these cuffs.”

Candice blushed. “I have some softer ones, officer. Officer, that is, if you want?”

Knox’s eyes widened. “Where?”

Her blush extended down to her rosy pink tips. “Top drawer of the dresser.”

Knox opened the drawer and pulled out a black vibrator and some nipple clamps. Behind that was lube and finally the furry pink cuffs. He held them up, and upon seeing them, Candice nodded.

“Ma’am, I can see that we have been hiding a bit back.”

Candice hoped that Knox wouldn’t be angry. The sex they had before was amazing, it really was. But when he teased her with the cuffs, she wondered if he would be open to other things. Things that she really wanted him to do to her.

“Are you mad, officer?” Her eyes were cast down.

Knox moved to Candice and lifted her head with a finger on her chin. “No, I am not mad. But I do want you to promise me something. We have had so many miscommunications between us. I want you to talk to me, tell me if you are scared or jealous, and I especially want you to tell me what you like when we are in bed together.”

“You don’t think I am”—she paused, looking for the right word— “strange for wanting these things?”

Knox was shocked. “Of course I don’t. You are a beautiful, sexual woman. There is nothing wrong with your wants and desires. You can tell me anything.”

“Have you done anything like this before?” she asked nervously.