Page 84 of Take the Sub and Run

“It slides out, but usually I try and go fast. I, um, insert the dildo and get the rose in place. Then I close my legs, and that holds them both in place.”

Andrei was right in front of her now. She braced herself for his touch, expecting him to draw her to her feet and then help her out of her clothes.

Instead, he knelt, hands braced on the outside of each thigh. He pressed, forcing her legs that were already together, into tighter contact.

“Like this?”

“Y-yes.”

“And do you lie there still and quiet? Waiting? Or do you work your hips? Do you hump the air, trying to imagine it’s a real cock inside you?”

“I lie still. I tried one time, to move, but all by myself it felt…” She shrugged, not sure if “stupid” or “silly” was a better fit.

He didn't linger on that question, his next word drawing her right back into the sensual spell he was weaving. “And where are your hands? Are they playing with your pretty nipples? Clenching the pillow?”

“I play with my nipples first. Before the vibrators.”

“Then where are your hands while the vibrators are working on your pretty cunt?”

“I…” She ducked her head. “This is embarrassing.”

“There is nothing you can tell me that will change how I feel about you.”

Her breath caught, and she slowly looked up. There was something stark in his gaze when it met hers.

He looked away first, but only for a moment.

“There is nothing you can say or admit that will lessen my desire. No kink I won’t at least consider.”

“I have a scarf. A long scarf. It’s looped around a slat of my bed.”

He watched her, attentive and nonjudgmental.

“I grab the ends and wrap them around my wrists.”

His brows rose in surprised, but he nodded in encouragement.

“I make it tight, so I can feel the pressure.” She gripped one wrist with the opposite hand. “I know it's just me, holding onto the ends to keep everything in place, but it feels so much better, easier, when I do that.”

“Oh, Angel, you’re going to love rope bondage.”

She felt her own eyes widen. “Are we going to do that?”

Again, Andrei looked away. “No. Tonight, there’s no toys. No kinks. Just us. What you like on your own might not be what you like with a partner.”

She opened her mouth to ask if they could try rope bondage later, then.

Except there was no later. He said he understood, but he’d made it clear he didn't want her to return to her home. To her life.

Before those thoughts could derail her, Andrei brought her back to this moment by rising and pulling her to her feet.

“Any other toys you want to tell me about?” His fingers skimmed up her sides to her shoulders, then traced the line of her collarbones in and down until he reached the first button of her loose shirt.

“I bought a plug,” she blurted out as he slipped the button free.

“An anal plug?”

“Yes.”

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