Page 76 of Role Play
Her arms were outstretched to each side, her breasts high on her chest, nipples tight little furls just begging to be licked and sucked. But not yet. That was earned. And my little Shorty hadn’t even come close to earning thatyet.
Her belly pressed against the bench, back arched, curvy ass in the air. I circled to the front of the bench so I could faceher.
I left her there, arms outstretched, restrained. “I want to kiss you,” she stated after several minutes hadpassed.
My hands clenched. She was defiant. Almost as defiant as Brie had been. But Brie hadn’t been defiant because she didn’t know the rules—it was because she enjoyed breaking them. We had both enjoyed the punishments. We’d enjoyed them so much, that when we were married, they could no longer be considered punishments, but rather, became ourrewards.
I leaned in closely to Lucy, narrowing my gaze. Her brown eyes were smoldering—I’d never seen eyes so expressive in my life. I teased her, my lips so close to hers that all she had to do was crane her neck forward and she could have taken them in that kiss she so badly wanted. I flicked out my tongue, licking her bottom lip gently and when she opened her mouth to kiss me back, I shook my head. “Don’t you dare,” I whispered. “Or do I have to add a ballgag to thoserestraints?”
She swallowed visibly hard, her gaze growing a darker, richer brown, if that was even possible. “Maybe you do,” she whisperedback.
I smirked. God, I loved that spark in her. And as soon as the thought entered my mind, my muscles seized. I loved that spark in her? Am I moron? I don’t love her. Ican’tlove her. But before I could finish that train of thought, she pushed forward on her toes, leaning over the bench and kissed mehard.
I’ve kissed a lot of women in my life. Some good, some bad, some desperate, some disinterested. None of them compared toBrie.
Untilnow.
