Page 174 of The Chase
“Soon.”
Under his direction he’d turned me round and walked me forward a few steps, and I leaned forward and placed my palms on the wall to support my bent-over body, my bum out and offered to him. He knelt behind me again and I shuddered as he resumed suckling my sex, his tongue savagely taking me.
I moaned through an orgasm and yet he was unrelenting, his lapping insistent on destroying my will to resist and I rode his mouth, hips rocking, rubbing my clit along his tongue.
He paused and pulled back, rising to his feet. We stared into each other’s eyes.
I lowered myself to kneel before him. “You promised.” I ran my fingers along his cock and trailed them over the inked Latin.
“I know.”
Suckling his balls, lapping and lovingly worshipping them, my hand working his cock that was rigid, and his deep sigh proved he was succumbing. Running my tongue along the full length of him, taking him in and then setting him free from my lips to tap the ridge of his cock with my tongue.
“Jesus, Zara.”
“Tell me,” I said.
“Ubi non est poena. Victurus de Saluto.”He ran a finger along the writing. “Retribution where there is none. He who is about to win, salutes you.”
I broke away and stared up at him.
My thoughts swirled with what he might have done.
Tobias swept me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed and flung me into the center. I bounced on the mattress and over soft pillows, my breath gone and my equilibrium off.
In a haze, I watched him bring over four red silk ties.
“You mentioned you wanted to be tied up.” He smiled devilishly. “Remember?”
Vaguely, I did, at the Maxwells’ party, though now was the worst time for us to explore this fantasy.
I went to pull my wrist away but he was too fast, making quick work of my other arm, securing it upward and outward either side and tying me to the posts.
He did the same with my ankles.
Too dizzy from the wine, my thoughts scattered as I struggled to get free, my movement frantic as the tautness of these binds proved inescapable.
I’d made a terrible mistake.
He rose over me and I stilled as his steely gaze met mine. His green eyes capturing me—
My chest rose and fell with each pant, my breasts trembling, nipples pert and sensitized beads of need betraying my uneasiness.
Had I given myself away?
Yet his expression was so loving, the way he stroked his hand up and down my belly, the way he held my gaze with affection.
My entire being craved this, craved him, desired Tobias above all things, and my body burst alight with tremors sending an eruption of arousal through my body. His hand swept over my breasts and tweaked my nipples, bringing this arousal to a fever pitch.
Exhilaration surged though my veins at this overwhelming domination.
I’ve lost my mind.
Obsession had stolen all logic.
He came closer and brought his cock to my mouth and I let out a sigh of gratitude, my head lifting off the pillow as I took him in, lapping his pre-cum and wanting more and sucking hard for it.
My own need so vital I never wanted this to end. Bound and yet free.
