Page 100 of Sunshine
“Mack set it up when he finished the treehouse.”
I swallow thickly, feeling traitorous emotions creeping up. “The bed is huge.” I turn to him. “You don’t want to cuddle with me anymore?” The main suite is furnished perfectly with a bigfour-poster bed, complete with a puffy white duvet, and a ton of pillows. There’s a bench at the end of it perfect for… “Ooh, is that an antique fainting couch under the window?”
“Yes, and I do want to cuddle. We’ll just share your half.” He smirks. “The other half is for escapades of the sexual variety. As is this…” He walks over to a spot beside the closet, pressing the pretty white wood paneling. It pops open and inside are…
“Are those butt plugs?” I take a step toward the secret cupboard. There are nipple clamps, floggers, paddles, straps, leather cuffs, a spreader bar… and so much more.
“I decided you needed inspiration for your new kinky romance series.”
I bite my lip. “That’s… a lot.”
“Sunshine, I got nothing but time.” Tugging at the shoulder of my shirt, he slips the material down, pressing a kiss to my bare skin. I shiver, my nipples instantly hardening in anticipation.
“But don’t think I won’t use any number of these things to punish you should the shenanigan sisters decide to make a comeback. The ringleader’s ass is all mine now.” Case’s strong hand slide down my shoulder, finding my waist and the hem of my top. Pulling it off, he tosses it to the floor. My bra is next.
Spinning to face him, I tug at his work uniform. “Officer Callen, I love the way you think.”
“Hands off, Sunshine. I’m in charge here.” He pulls his standard-issue police cuffs off his duty belt and lets them dangle from his finger.
I roll my eyes and put my hands out for him to cuff me. He does so quickly, first one wrist and then spinning me, attaches it to the other. Moving me forward, he shoves me over the bed, my hands nicely secured in the small of my back.
I don’t roll my eyes then, because he makes short work of unbuttoning my jeans and removing them in one swift yank.
“Step out, Sunshine.”
I obey and he kicks the pants somewhere I can’t see. Sliding his hands across my ass, he groans.
“I do love this ass, honey.” He gives me a sharp swat and I gasp with the sting, but it instantly makes my pussy spasm. He follows with another, and I shove my ass out to receive it. Alternating cheeks, he warms my ass to a delicious buzz of intensity.
“Case, I’m so ready for your cock.”
He tsks me. “Patience, Sunshine. No quickies tonight. We’ve got hours. Mhm?”
I nod and fists my neck to pull me up. Taking me by the cuffed wrists he walks us across the room, popping another panel open to reveal a dark wood frame with metal rings in each corner. The frame slides out giving him space to circle all around. My eyes widen.
“Stand right here, honey. I’m gonna truss you up and play with you for a while.”
The rings are large enough to hold in my hands, so I test them out while he gets the leather cuffs from the toy cupboard.
“How strong are these?” I ask and he gives me a feline grin.
“Fight all you want, these could hold a bucking bronco.”
He attaches me to the rings and then admires his work. I’m locked up, arms and legs wide in an X formation. Humming, he paces around me in circles, eyeing my body and sweeping feather light touches across my skin whenever and wherever the fancy strikes him.
“Leaving my panties on?” I question confidently, as if he’d forgotten I still wear a black thong.
“Shush, little girl.” He pulls the blindfold he’d used earlier out of his pocket.
“Oh, this is extra kinky,” I say as he walks back to the cupboard and grabs a flogger.
“I’m going to have your whole body on fire for me.”
With the blindfold on, and the room nothing but sounds now, I wait for him to touch me, to speak, to do anything so I know what’s happening.
“Sunshine,” he whispers, and then I feel a wet tongue lathe up my breast to my nipple. He bites, making me yelp, and then pinches the other nipple so I tug at the restraints. He chuckles. All of it is delicious and my skin practically crackles with electric anticipation.
“Feeling helpless, are you?”
