Page 57 of Breaking News

Her blue eyes studied mine, daring me to make a move. I took a slow, subtle step closer, imagining her body restrained. Without even looking, I could think of two things within reach I could tie this woman down with. Maybe three.

The thought alone was making me so fucking hard.

I moved even closer, bracing my hands on either side of the countertop behind her. Close, but not touching. Just enough to cage her in. She held her breath like she was anticipating what I might do next.

“You wouldn't know what to do if I restrained you,” I warned, my voice low and rough.

Her chest rose with a deep inhale. Jill licked her lips, and then she whispered, “I’d be completely at your mercy, wouldn’t I?”

I lowered my mouth until it hovered just over her parted lips. My right hand found the top of her inner thigh, just as soft as the silk fabric brushing against it. “Would you like that, Jillian?”

She didn’t answer. Her shaky inhale and the wetness on her thigh said enough. And when my fingers grazed her soft folds, discovering she wasn’t wearing any panties, I knew she wanted what came next.

I pulled away. Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I began loosening my tie. “You didn’t answer me,” I said, giving her another opportunity to protest. “Do you want me to restrain you?”

Jillian gazed up at me with wide, submissive eyes, like she knew she was mine. “Yes, sir.”

I nodded, yanking my tie off with a sharpthwip.“Good,” I said, trying not to smile. I didn’t want to detract from the authority in my voice. “Now turn around.”

chapter twenty-one

Jillian

Iknew before Graham even pulled up to my house that we were going to have sex. Iknewhe wouldn’t be able to resist when he saw me in this skimpy, too-short robe.

(It shrunk in the wash.)

Butfuck, fuck, fuck, I didn’t know he’d press his hard body against my back and secure his tie around my eyes like a blindfold.

My plan to seduce him worked a little too well. One of my wildest fantasies was playing out in real time, and I was so excited and overwhelmed, I could barely breathe.

As turned on as I was, this anxious voice nagged at the back of my head, worrying he would get too rough and take things to a place I didn’t want. I knew I needed to communicate that to him, somehow, before this continued. “Graham?” I whispered as he tightened his tie at the back of my head. “Can you be… dominant, but gentle?”

I felt his hot breath on neck, his rough stubble on my cheek. And then, gently, he tugged on the back of the tie to pull mybody backward against his. “‘Dominant but gentle’ is my entire MO, sweetheart,” he said, his breath tickling my ear as one of his hands rubbed the soft fabric of my bathrobe against my core. I gasped in response. “Now close your mouth and let me take care of you.”

I did as instructed, snapping my mouth shut. I felt his body disappear from mine for a few seconds, and then he returned, taking me by the hand. “Found your bedroom. Let’s go.” I wanted to laugh, but I held it in as he led me to my room, carefully maneuvering around the kitchen table and down the hall. I couldn’t see a thing, but with him leading me, I wasn’t worried.

Graham spun my body around and nudged me backward toward the bed until the backs of my knees touched the mattress. He kissed my lips as his hands fumbled with the knot at my waist. My breath caught again when he lowered the robe off my shoulders and down my arms before letting it pool at my feet.

“Lie down,” he commanded. I sat down and slid backward until it felt like I was centered on the bed, and then I lowered myself onto my back. I touched my knees together and bit my bottom lip as I felt the mattress shift beneath his weight. Placing one knee on either side of me, he gripped my wrists, holding them both with one of his big hands behind my head. I gasped as he secured them together with something soft, tying them to one of the rungs on my headboard.

Was that my bathrobe sash? Clever.

I couldn’t help but smile just before Graham leaned down to kiss me, his tongue slowly gliding over mine like he wanted toconsumeme. And just when I got really into it, he pulled away, making me whimper in his absence.

His hand grazed my wrist. “How does that feel?”

“I love it.”

“Good.” I felt him scoot backward, a cool rush of air replacing where his body had been hovering over mine. I was naked and exposed before him with my hands bound above my head, completely at his mercy. I couldn’t even tell what part of me he was looking at, though I had a pretty good idea. The thought alone made my nipples peak with anticipation.

Graham let out a low, desperate grunt like he couldn’t take another second of not touching me, and I felt his hands cup the sides of my breasts. A second later, his mouth found one of my nipples, flicking it with his tongue before bringing it all into his mouth.

I’d never felt so vulnerable.

Maybe that was why I loved this. Because for once, I didn’t have to lead, didn’t have to hold everything together. I didn’t have to make any decisions. I could justfeel. I could just be his.

His lips tugged gently at my nipple, releasing it with a satisfyingpopbefore he turned his attention to my other one. Then, his warm tongue traced a slow path between my breasts before he planted kisses along my abdomen. I felt his hands on my waist as his mouth drifted lower and lower, lingering just above where I craved his touch most.

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