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“I’m ready.”
“I know.” I lowered so that my weight was on her, and my legs were between hers. Kody immediately widened them while I licked over her lips. Tension eased from her body as her mouth massaged into mine. My fingers buried in her hair, and I took my time as we kissed. When my other hand grasped around her forearm, I added pressure, feeling her hips arch. The small cry was pure desperation. It awoke the real me even more. The one who’d been locked away for far too long.
Higher, I slid her arm, unweaving my other hand from her hair and catching her wrist. Kody rocked, kissing me so eagerly that I wasn’t sure I’d ever come across a more perfect submissive. This wasn’t just some role she was playing to appease me like the others from my past. It was the essence of who she was. Her need was real, just like mine.
“It’s time.”
I grabbed the cuff, fitting it around her as we kissed. When the buckle latched, she grabbed the chain, breaking from my mouth. Our heavy breaths filled the room, but nothing existed but our connection. We held it, not continuing to speak, not moving. This was happening, and it wasn’t one of the fantasies I continued to play out in my mind. Kody was submitting, but I was ready for that. Was she?
Chapter 22
Kody
I never went halfway into anything. Not goals. Not jobs. Definitely not relationships of any kind. I was the one who gave it my all. I was loyal to the end. I supported the ones I got close to. I’d do anything for them. It was a blessing and a curse. My mind shouted for me to pull back. To stop giving myself so freely while I still stood a chance. There was something buried within me that couldn’t let that happen. A woman inside only just awakening. At first, I’d been terrified of her. With the silk ties Jase provided and my own research, I was craving to explore her more. I wanted to know who she was. What all of this meant. Fear had been the only thing holding me back, but that was fading fast.
Jase gently lifted my injured hand, pressing his lips into my fingertip. “Too risky for you to keep it so close to our bodies. If it’s comfortable enough, let’s try this.”
He guided my arm up to rest next to the one that was cuffed. “How’s that? Does it hurt?”
“No. It’s fine.”
“Perfect.” When he lowered enough to hover over my chest, I braced myself. It wasn’t dark in here. An entire wall gave view to the city. Anyone in the surrounding buildings could see us if they chose to try. That wasn’t what left me insecure. The branding, the scars…my body. I doubted I looked like the women he usually dated. They were probably beautiful. Perfect. The thought alone had me wanting to call a stop to this.
“First rule: no over-thinking, doll. Try not to think at all. Focus on the present. I’m going to help with that.” My head lifted in time to see Jase peeling down my top. He swept over one of my nipples with his tongue, applying suction before I could chicken out. Sensations sparked back to life, calming me…bringing me to darkness as my eyes closed and yearning won. “That’s good.” Teeth tugged at the hard nub. He circled and sucked it back into his mouth. “Listen to my voice.” His hands cupped my breast, adding pressure as he flicked his tongue over the tip.
I held to the chain, focusing on the way his thumb slid higher, so he teased the wet nub. My legs were widening. A more important need took over. I arched, moving myself along Jase’s frame as he went to the other breast. The tug of his teeth had me pulling at the chain, rocking more against him.
“I’m going to take this off.”
He traced just below the lining, giving me time to adjust. He wasn’t asking permission; he was walking me through his steps, trying to calm me so I didn’t get rattled. I needed that and somehow, he knew.
Jase lifted and so did I as I brought my hips off the bed allowing him to pull the romper free. He didn’t remove the new panties. He stared down at the dark, blue mesh thongs, breathing heavier as he brushed his hands over the bottom of my stomach.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.”
“Jase.”
His eyes met mine as I tried to dismiss the compliment.
“Don’t. Youarebeautiful.”
My mouth opened but he cut me off before I could argue.
“I’m going to show you that too. I’m going to prove to you just how gorgeous you are. I think you’re…” his lids narrowed as he stopped himself. “You’ll see. I’m going to make you see.”
Large hands eased my thighs open, tracing towards my most private area. When he reached the panties, his thumb flattened over my clit, circling before dipping down over my entrance. My breath caught, and I gripped tightly to the chain as he repeatedly went back and forth. Aching took over from my hold, but I relished in the numbness of my fingers.
Black from Jase’s shirt blurred enough to have me blinking through the blissed state. When I turned back to him, I found myself slowly sitting and reaching with my injured hand. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even leave the scars marring his body to look up at him. He was like me, but worse. So much worse. How did he even survive?
“Lay back down, baby. Lift your hips for me. It’s time for me to taste you.”
I stopped trying to trace the scars over his pec to meet his eyes. Still, I said nothing. If I had felt a connection with him before, this one was off the charts. We were the same on more levels than I could begin to understand. It had my heart seizing and swelling at the same time.
Jase’s eyes flickered with emotion as he leveled his hands on the bed to face me. We were but inches apart, keeping eye contact as if it were the most natural thing in the world. It was intimate. Exposing.Right.
“I want to taste you. Lay. Down.” He traced my bottom lip with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth. Lust won, but not before my weakness for him did. I brought up my hand, the tips of my healing fingers making contact with his jaw. One kiss. Two. They were barely existent, but they were powerful.
This could be bad.
