Page 69 of Killer Secrets (Tempting SEALs 5)

As she busied her lips and tongue with his balls, he quickly slid the velvet-lined cuffs over her wrists and secured them with a snap before moving back.

Her eyes flashed first with confusion, until she tugged at her wrists, heard the chain rattle and felt the security of the restraints. A shade of fear flashed in her eyes then.

"Just say no," he told her, his hands settling on her shoulder

and her stomach as he moved to lie beside her once again.

"I'm not your damned submissive, Ian," she bit out, tugging again on the chain holding her. "Are you insane?"

"Insanity is the least of my problems these days," he assured her, narrowing his gaze as she turned her head and stared back at the dark cuffs. "If you want free, all you have to do is say the word. We'll walk away from this."

"So I'm restrained for the torture or I don't get fucked?" Her gaze sliced back to him, darkening with emotion, almost mesmerizing him with the sharp flashes of intensity in the cloudy color.

"You understand perfectly." He smiled down at her in approval. "I knew you were a smart girl."

"You bastard!" Guttural, agonized, her voice had him gauging her reactions much closer now.

"Should I let you go, Kira?" He gentled his voice, placed a soft kiss on her shoulder and stared back at her. "Are you scared?" he asked, daring her.

Kira swallowed tightly, her breathing rough as she stared back at him, seeing his intent in his gaze. He would have whatever he wanted from her now, or he would walk away and she knew it.

"Should I be scared?" She was terrified.

He wouldn't hurt her, not physically, but what he would do had the potential to break her later.

"You should be very scared," he answered. "You're always holding back. Always keeping a part of yourself safe, aren't you? That's why you like the quickies. Why you want to rush to the climax and forget the buildup. What is it about the buildup that frightens you?"

"Boredom," she snapped in reply. "Who wants to lie restrained while someone else has all the fun?" She rattled the chains again with a furious shake of her wrists.

"You're scared."

The certainty in his voice had her breath catching, her eyes locking with his.

"I'm not scared of you," she denied. She couldn't afford to let him know just how much her emotions, where he was involved, truly terrified her.

"Prove it." The slight tug at the corner of his lips, the smug knowing smirk, assured her she had lost this battle.

"Let me go then."

He shook his head slowly. "You want loose, tell me no . . . This time, you won't rush this. Before the night is over, Kira, I'll have all of you, or I'll have nothing at all."

He was serious. She could see it in his face, feel it in his body as he arched over her, in the touch of his hand as he laid it possessively against her stomach before sliding it between her thighs.

"You're wet, Kira. So wet and hot."

Her eyes closed as his fingers slid through the slick cream that flowed from her, tantalizing her with the heat of his touch and stroking flesh so violently sensitive she could barely hold her cry back.

"My little control freak," he said, chuckling. "I bet it was hard to hold that cry back."

Her eyes flew open, or rather she forced them open as far as possible. She felt drugged, weak, yet the blood was pumping hard and fast through her veins and adrenaline was tightening the breath in her chest.

"Bastard." It was a moan rather than an accusation because even as he pointed out the obvious, his fingers were parting the swollen lips of her pussy and pushing heavily inside. "Damn you, Ian."

His lips came down on hers as the cry left her throat, taking it into himself as he sipped at her lips, placing hard, stinging kisses as two fingers worked inside her, stroking, rubbing, and driving her crazy with the sensations streaking through her.

He wasn't joking when he said slow and easy. When he said he would have all of her. He kissed her like a man starved for a kiss. His fingers delved inside her, retreated and returned in deliberately sensual thrusts.

She was burning from the inside out. Wild, fiery trails of sensation whipped over her, clenching her pussy around his fingers, driving the breath from her lungs and starting an ache in her clit that she was afraid would drive her over the edge to insanity.

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