Page 40 of Forbidden Intent

He shrugs like he’s not concerned.“Then we have dinner and watch the movie I picked out like I originally planned.”

“And you’d be okay with that?”

His gaze softens and he reaches out, his thumb brushing along my jaw in that way which always sends a flurry of butterflies to my belly.

“I’d be more than okay with that.I just want to spend time with you, Tamsin.No matter how we spend that time.”

Fuck, why is this man so perfect?

“Okay,” I whisper.“Let’s give it a shot.”

He hesitates.“Are you sure?Because we really don’t have to.It was just an idea.”

“I’m sure.”

He stands up and claps his hands, getting right down to business.“Okay, how do you want me?”

Frowning, I ask, “What do you mean?I thought we just decided you’d be on your back with the straps?”

He does that smile he does when I’ve said or done something he finds endearing.“Do you want me naked now, or do you want to see how much you’re comfortable with while I’m clothed?”

My jaw drops and my gaze goes with it, shooting straight to where I can see the giant bulge in his pants.When I look back up at him, his eyes are alight with amusement while his hands rest casually on his hips.

“What’ll it be, Baby Girl?”

“Um…maybe we just start with your shirt off and your hands restrained?”

He leans down until his hands rest on the bed and his eyes are level with mine.“You control this tonight.Anything you want, however you want, even if that means wanting to stop.Don’t be afraid of how I might feel.Trust me when I tell you I’m happy to just be here with you, whether that’s fully clothed sitting on my couch watching TV, or naked as the day we were born while you ride me like your life depends on it.”

My cheeks flush with desire, the image he painted burning a clear picture in my brain and setting my body on fire.He smiles and drops a quick gentle kiss to my lips before he stands back up and pulls his T-shirt off.I watch it ride up his abs as if in slow motion—one inch of exposed skin at a time.He may not have a six pack like some guys I’ve known, or like the Hollywood types I see all the time in magazines, but he’s sexy as hell with his toned arms from hours playing drums.

“Trade places with me,” he says, gesturing for me to scoot off the bed.I quickly oblige, discreetly rubbing a hand over my mouth to make sure I didn’t drool while staring at his body.

He lies back in the bed and places his hands out in an angled T position.“Alright, strap me down.”

There’s a hint of nerves in his voice.“Have you ever done this before?”I ask.

“Used restraints?”

“Yeah.”I mean, obviously he has since he has a kit attached to his bed, but I don’t know why he’d be nervous unless he’s never used them.

“Quite a few times.I’ve just never been the one restrained.”

“Ever?”I ask, surprised.

He turns his head toward me.“I like control, but I’ll give it up for you.”

Forget my body, I think my heart just combusted over his declaration.I’m going to fall so hard for his man, I can already tell.

He nods at the straps, and I quickly put the restraint on one wrist and then another.I’m thankful it’s a Velcro system so I don’t have to fumble with a bunch of buckles.When I’m done, I stand at the edge of the bed, staring at this incredibly sexy man as he’s laid out in all his perfect glory, completely at my mercy.

I could do anything and he wouldn’t be able to stop me.It’s a powerful feeling, but also a lot of pressure.I know what he said, but I want this to be good for him too.He doesn’t speak as I let my gaze roam over his body.When my gaze makes its way to his eyes, I’m not at all surprised by the heat there.His erection already gave him away.

“What are you going to do to me?”he asks, his voice gruff.

I don’t answer him right away.Instead, I step back, making sure he can see my body clearly, and then I slide my zipper down my back until my dress is completely undone and hangs loosely from my shoulders.I wiggle one shoulder and then another—only slightly—and watch him watch me as the dress glides down my body onto his hardwood floors.His breath catches and his eyes look almost black as he skims me from head to toe.

“Fuck, Tamsin.”

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