Page 20 of Trussed In Hope
Hardison felt good beneath me, and when he wrapped his arms around me, I purred against him.
“Or maybe I should call you kitten.”
It didn’t matter what he did because my head settled on his chest, and whatever sassy things I wanted to do had vanished. Instead, I relaxed into his hold and passed out from exhaustion that had settled in my spirit long ago. I don’t know where theintense need to close my eyes came from, but it wrapped around me and didn’t let go until I fell into a deep slumber.
I was awakened in the morning by nips and roaming hands that turned my core into lava. Hardison’s mouth found purchase at my neck, where he kissed and nibbled until I was moaning and grinding against him. The heavy fog that made it difficult to think wouldn’t lift as I tried to figure out what was right and left. Right and wrong. Was I dreaming or awake?
“Hardison…” I whimpered, begging him to do something about the ache that had settled between my thighs, afraid to say much more than that, or he’d know just how much I wanted him. If I were asleep, I wouldn't have a chance of saying or making this fantasy disappear.
“Are you wet, Queen?”
I closed my eyes, hoping that he hadn’t just said that. But he had. I tried again to figure out if this was fact or fiction and failed once again.
“Yes,” I whispered, giving in to the moment. “Please…”
“Youclimbed on top ofme.Don’t go sounding innocent now, baby.” His hands followed my curves, waking up my skin and blazing it with heat. “Palmed my dick, too. And now you want me to believe that you’re a good girl? Especially when you’re smelling all good, feeling just right, and you’re begging for relief? Selfish girl. It’s I who should plead with you for just a taste. Me asking you if I could make you feel so good that we’ll both come. Damn it. I don’t even need to fuck you to have your thighs on either side of my head. You can just sit there, Queen. My mouth’ll do the rest.” He breathed into my neck and caressed the skin there with what felt like his nose. “I’d devour your pretty ass.”
“But…”
“No… buts.” He rolled his tongue against the sensitive area just beneath my ear.
I closed my mouth, ready to give him everything he could ever want with how good that felt, but questions formed in my head.How?When?What was taking so long?Was I making the right decision about letting this man have his way with me?
My body was on board, but my head was at war with my emotions. It’d been so long since I’d been touched the way I needed. What if I came quickly? What if this was the wrong move? Would I be able to satisfy him? It was a problem I’d had in my marriage. Our sexual needs weren’t compatible.
One thing that I remembered about Hardison’s profile was that he enjoyed kinky sex. A lot of our tastes were similar. That was why this was complicated. If what he’d said was true, he would leave an impression. If we were in sync, I’d be in trouble opening up to him in this way. In the past, good sex made me forget my mission and bend boundaries that I never should have. Would it turn out to be the same?
Things between us were becoming more complicated with each moment. He was making it difficult to determine need from desire, and right now, all I could think about was how good it would feel to have him inside me.
“Please,” I whispered when the teasing became too much to endure.
“Lead the way, Queen,” he murmured against me.
I slid down his body onto my knees, then I stood up and reached for his hand. He stretched out his body before following me to my room. Once inside, he kissed me as he backed me to the bed and pulled off my shirt. My bra was next, and he inched my pants down, leaving me in satin panties.
“Did you bring a vibrator with you, by chance?” He looked hopeful, and I was glad that I had.
I nodded toward the drawer beside the bed, and he opened it to find it and a bottle of lubricant as well.
His face changed to something wicked as he exited the room. I heard drawers opening and closing. Anxious, I could only imagine what he was doing.
When he walked back into the room, my eyes widened, but my sex clenched in anticipation.
What was he about to do to me?
I had an idea, but as I watched him, I hoped I wouldn’t regret what would happen next.
HARDISON
Coming back into the room, I set down the leather restraints.
“Lay down in the middle of the bed,” I instructed.
Emberlynn followed directions, but she kept eyeing the leather.
I leaned down and sucked her nipples, and she arched into my mouth. I teased them one by one, pulling them into my mouth while circling them with my tongue. She hissed, enjoying the sensations, and even bit the side of her lip in anticipation. She smelled of cocoa butter, vanilla, and her own scent. Sweet and a tad bit spicy. I couldn’t wait to taste the rest of her. I kissed down her body, dragging my bottom lip across her skin, and stopped when I got to her heat. I inhaled long and slow, memorizing how she smelled when she was aroused and ready for me. Pushing her panties aside, I slid my fingers through her folds to find her ready for more. I groaned my approval. She’d be even more fun than I thought. Slick, my fingers glided down herpussy, teasing the nerves in her labia, awakening a deeper level of desire.
“What’s that for?” She licked her lips in nervous anticipation. No longer able to hold back her curiosity.
