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“Ezra?”

“Tie me up.”Shit,he hadn’t meant to let that slip. Why was he ruining this by forcing more?

“And what then? What do you need from me once you’re tied up?”

“You.”

“I don’t want to disappoint you, Ezra.”

“You won’t. You’re doing so well right now.”

“What if I can’t please you like you need?” Her hand shifted from his neck up to his jaw and tilted his head towards her, where he gratefully accepted the soft kiss that awaited. “What if I make a fool out of myself?”

“Sweet princess, you are perfect in every sense.”

A dark, rumbling laugh vibrated against his lips. “So perfect that you hate me.”

“I’ve always enjoyed submitting to a woman, but with you it’s different. It’s constant and it feelsgood. So fucking good, princess.”

“But you hate it because you can’t turn it off.”

“Exactly.”

“I did not mean to boss you around.”

“It feels good, calming even, but I’ve always done as I please. With you, I can’t. Not because you force me, but because I care enough about you to consider your needs.”

Scarlett laughed again, lighter this time. “Don’t let the others hear that. It might hurt their feelings that you care more about me.”

“Fuck their feelings.”

“Deep down you like them, and I don’t need the bond to know that.”

Her lips trailed over his cheek, and her fingers slipped down to find his wrist. She held a tight grip as she shifted her body on top of his and kissed his ear. Her thighs straddled him, her lips finally met his, and her hand lifted his arm over his head.

Fuck.

He groaned into the kiss, his heart melting as she pinned his wrist into the mattress. Maybe she wasn’t ready to tie him down yet, but she was on the right path. He was hers for the rest of their lives. He could be patient.

No,he thought to himself.Hewouldbe patient.

“How does it feel, princess?”

With her hand pinning his down, she peered down at him. “Good.”

He couldn’t help the smirk forming on his lips. “It feels good for me too.”

Scarlett inhaled, her chest visibly filling with air as her eyes closed. Then she stretched and reached over him, leaving her tits just a few tempting inches away from his face. His wrist carried her weight and the pain of the pressure was pure pleasure to him. Then he heard the chain of the cuff as she shifted back to sit up.

“Both hands?”

Fuck, it was really happening. He had trouble concealing how excited he truly was. “As you please, princess.” To prove his point, he brought his right wrist up to join his left.

Biting her lip, she let go of him. He tilted his head up, watching as she unclasped the cuff and laid it around his right wrist. It was rather loose, so Ezra chuckled and pulled out of it, earning himself a displeased grunt from her.

“Don’t be shy, princess.”

She redid it, but it still wasn’t enough.