Page 23 of Hacker Auction

A lump formed in my throat. Worry washed over me that he would play a joke on me and leave me connected to the bed.

“These cuffs have a fail-safe. I’ll leave them loose enough you can touch your hands together and click the unlock button. We aren’t going to play with safe words. All you have to say is stop, and I’ll stop. There is no traffic light system tonight. If you don’t like anything, just tell me, or say stop, okay.” Wes’s eyes burrowed into me, and I couldn’t break the connection. I worried I would do anything he said, but I felt safer knowing I could get out of the cuffs at any moment.

“I trust you.” Which was ridiculous because we barely knew each other, but he made me feel safe.

He leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on my nose. “If you had any idea of what is running through my head and what I want to do to you, no way would you say you trusted me.” He smirked before he climbed off the bed and grabbed one of the cuffs. “I need your wrist.”

I held my arm over my head as a fuzzy cuff wrapped around my wrist. “Feel this?” He ran my finger over a metal clasp.

“Yes.”

“Pull this back, and the cuff will release.”

My finger lightly pushed on the lever and the cuff loosened. “I got it.”

Wes nodded before he relocked my wrist and did the second one. The tension was loose enough for me to move my arms, but not below my head.

“I could look at you like this for hours,” Wes growled as he climbed back on the bed and threw my legs over his shoulders. I didn’t have time to respond as his mouth descended over my folds.

His thumb ran circles around my clit. I jerked at my arms, wanting to grip the sheets or push him closer, but I couldn’t. The damn sexy man knew that, and I could feel his smile against my most sensitive area.

“More, Wes.”

“You’re so wet for me. I could spend all night between your legs.”

I’d dreamed of dirty sex for years. I thought it was something I had would just read about. The only time I’d ever orgasmed was when I did it to myself. My body felt like it was on fire as Wes pressed a finger deep inside of me. “I’m so close. Don’t stop—” My head shot off the bed as Wes pulled away. “What the hell?”

“When you come, it’s going to be around my cock, not my finger. Now lay back and enjoy.”

“You can’t seriously keep me on edge. That’s just—” Wes lowered his mouth to my folds and brought me back to the edge. My body was so close for a second time when he pulled away again. Wes climbed off the bed and stripped his pants off. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I couldn’t with my hands cuffed.

“I want to taste you.”

Wes cocked his head to the side. “I’m already close. Maybe…” He climbed into bed. “We have all night.”

I tried not to think about this as my last time with him. Wes told me the rules if only my damn heart would listen.

“Condom?”

Wes cussed under his breath and reached for the bedside table and pulled out a condom. He ripped it open with his teeth. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he rolled the condom on.

“You make me lose myself at the moment,” he grumbled as he placed a kiss on the side of my neck.

“I want to touch you.”

Wes reached above my head and flicked the lock. The cuffs fell from my hands, and I wrapped my arms around him. Wes pressed against my wet heat. My back bowed off the bed as he slowly sheathed himself. With each inch he sunk deeper, he placed a kiss on my lips.

“Bloody hell, you feel so good.”

“Move faster.” With each stroke, my body was getting closer to the edge.

His eyes locked with mine as he reached between us and pressed against my clit. I’d never felt so connected to someone. I blinked, holding back the tears. Not sure if they were from the pleasure, knowing this guy would walk out of my life, or for the love I knew I would never get.

“Come,” Wes growled, breaking the connection.

My body listened to his one command, and I fell over the edge. Wes’s thrusts went faster and faster until he collapsed on top of me.

Wes pulled back, and I immediately missed the warm touch of his skin against mine.

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