Page 24 of Stripping Keys
Before she can say anything, I reclaim her lips. I kiss her deeply, sliding my tongue inside and showing her with my mouth just how much I want her.
Using my hands, I grip either strap of her top and rip them from the rest of the top.
Leaving her lips, I lick and nip my way down her jawline to her neck. I pause at where her neck and shoulder meet, sucking just enough to make her gasp before moving on.
I pull back and sit up on my knees. “You look good chained to my bed, baby,” I smirk. “Just as I knew you would.”
“Well, now that you’ve seen me chained to the bed, let me go.”
“Not gonna happen,” I tell her and jerk her top down, exposing those pretty, round tits that I look forward to playing with.
“Keys,” Marla snaps.
“You trust me, Marla?” I ask.
“What kind of question is that?”
“Do you trust me?” I needed to know before I took this further. “Answer me or I stop this entirely.”
“Yes, Kyan, I trust you,” she answers, her voice going small, and I know it wasn’t easy for her to give.
“Good.” I nod. “I’m not gonna do anything to hurt you. Never would I do that. But right now, you’re going to take every little thing I give you and you’re not going to fight me on it.”
Moving down farther on the bed, I grip the edges of her top and her bottoms all in one and jerk them down, pulling them completely from her. I toss them off to the side, leaving her naked for me to enjoy the view of while I stare down at her. Seeing the bare minimum trail between her legs on display brings a grin to my face. I wonder what she’d think if I were to shave it off for her.
Granted, I gotta admit the little landing patch she’s got is pretty hot. All the women around here seem to have the same view, always go bare. I don’t mind a little patch, but I’m not one for going through a bush to get to what I want.
What Marla’s got going on is perfect. At least for the time being.
Lifting my gaze to hers, I get off the bed and move to the bottom of the baseboard. Without dropping my gaze, I grip one of her ankles and, without missing a beat, restrain it to the cuff I have there. I do the same to the other, not missing the way her breathing changes or the spark of fear that flashes in her eyes before she hides it.
“You okay?”
Marla nods and visibly swallows.
“Trust me?”
Again, she nods.
“I’m not going to hurt you.”
“I know,” she whispers, though it’s no more than a breath.
“Good,” I say softly and remove my boots. My cut follows as I set it on the back of my desk chair. My shirt goes next, and I remove my belt, leaving my jeans on. No way will I be able to start this shit and not be in her if I don’t keep myself in control.
Not ready just yet, I walk over to my nightstand, open the drawer, and pull out a few things I’m going to need. Closing it, I take the blindfold in hand. I hold it up to show Marla. “I’m gonna put this over your eyes, baby. I want all your other senses heightened.”
Marla swallows but doesn’t say anything.
Putting one knee on the bed, I lean toward her and cover her eyes with the blindfold. I watch her body closely as I pull back, seeing how tense she is. She’s trusting me, but she’s freaking out on the inside. I’ll make sure to talk to her about it when we’re done. I need to understand these things about her. If she were to tell me no on anything I were doing to her, I’d stop and talk to her about it. I’m not a total asshole.
With her eyes covered, I grab the other items from the nightstand and move between her legs, settling in to enjoy myself. It’s been a while since I’ve allowed myself the pleasure of what I’m about to do. To give the pleasure of such intensity, it drives us both insane from it.
What I’m going to do will rock both our worlds off its kilter.
Settling on my stomach, I kiss the inside of both thighs, earning a sharp gasp from Marla.
“Just relax, baby, I’m gonna make you forget all the worries of the world,” I tell her and press more kisses, making my way to where I want to have my mouth most.
