Page 177 of Love ad Lib
His eyes glittered with intent. ‘You once suggested we add some items to our contract. How do you feel about a little light bondage?’
A thrill of adrenaline rushed through her and she clenched her thighs with excitement. She’d never been restrained during sex before but trusted Henry implicitly.
She nodded. ‘Yes please.’
His gaze heated. ‘If you want me to stop at any moment, just say and I will.’
‘It’s not going to hurt?’
He shook his head. ‘Never.’ He leaned forward until his mouth was by her ear. ‘Although I do want to make you scream.’
Her heart pounded, her breath stuck in her throat. He stroked the side of her face with the silk tie, his lips hovering above hers.
‘Breathe, Libby.’
She drew in a shuddering breath, stealing it from him as he pressed soft kisses to her face. The energy sparking between them felt unbearably intense.
He folded the cravat into a wide band, placed it over her eyes and fastened it behind her head.
‘Okay?’ he murmured.
‘Yes.’
‘Good.’
She’d never felt such anticipation before, but there was no time to process the feelings as suddenly she was flipped onto her stomach, his body pressing against hers, his mouth by her ear.
‘Shall we lose the dress?’
‘Yes, yes, yes.’
His weight shifted as he straddled her. Tracing a finger down her spine, he flicked open the first button and rocked his cock into the crease of her bottom. She gasped, feeling how hard he was through his trousers. Each time he undid a button, he thrust.
With half of the bodice undone, he helped her arms out of the sleeves, then pulled it to her waist. He kissed and nipped the hypersensitive skin of her neck as he worked a hand underneath her body to her breasts. He found her hardened nipple, rubbing it between his fingers and thumb. She moaned, bucking against his cock.
He pressed her body into the mattress, biting and sucking her neck, his hips thrusting and his fingers tweaking her nipple each time he popped another button free.
Then his weight was gone. She took a breath but before she could call his name, her dress was tugged off, followed by her ballet pumps and stockings. She shivered as he hooked his thumbs underneath the top of her knickers, pulling them down over her bottom. He pressed a soft kiss to each cheek.
‘I fear I may be breaking the letter of our contract,’ he murmured.
She giggled. ‘You did specify “face cheek only” for kissing.’
‘Hmm… But then you mentioned that no-one had ever kissed your beautiful backside before, so I wanted to be the first.’
And the last. She reached back to find his hand and squeezed tightly, trying to convey her hopes for their future.
He covered her body with his again, stroking her back and nuzzling her hair.
‘And the last,’ he whispered.
She turned her head towards him and he captured her mouth in a blistering kiss. Shocks of pleasure pulsed through every nerve, all shooting south to burn deep in her core. His tongue was electric fire, sweeping into her mouth and setting everything alight. He ran a finger down her spine, following the curve of her bottom, then slid it inside her wet pussy.
He wrenched his mouth from hers. ‘God, Libby.’
She pushed against his hand and he eased another finger in, slowly pumping.
‘Libby, Libby, Libby…’
