Page 27 of Bound by Love
Brie nodded, waiting until Tono took a sip of his tea before she took hers. She couldn’t help purring as the warm liquid traveled down her throat. “Still the best tea in the world.”
His smile was tender, with no of hint of sadness behind it.
“You have changed,” she said.
“I have.”
The two continued to sip their tea in easy silence.
With Tono, it always seemed that words were unnecessary. She stared at him, conveying in their pleasant silence the joy she was feeling because of Sir’s recovery, Rytsar’s rescue, and the baby’s upcoming birth.
“I celebrate with you,toriko.”
Brie reached out and squeezed his hand. “I feel the same, Tono. I have never seen you so settled in your soul.”
He nodded. “Autumn and I are on a path of empowerment. I hope our journey will inspire others.”
“In every fiber of my being, I believe it will.”
He finished his tea, placing the cup on the floor. “I will be forever grateful that you brought her and me together.”
She remembered when she’d asked Autumn to watch her film a scene of Tono and Lea together. That was the beginning of it all…
Upon meeting Autumn, the gentle Dom had pulled her veil away without asking. Looking back on it now, Brie thought it was the perfect metaphor for their relationship—Tono exposing Autumn’s beauty to the world—and to herself.
“It’s time we begin,” Tono stated, transitioning from sitting cross-legged to standing in one graceful move. He held out his hand to her.
Brie’s movements were the opposite of his as she struggled to her feet, laughing as she did so. “Pregnancy is a real trip,” she confessed.
He led her to the tantra chair, saying, “I believe this will be the most comfortable place for you.”
She looked down at the sexy chaise lounge and smiled, recalling the first time she had lain on this piece of furniture, having no idea what its purpose was.
“An excellent choice,” she agreed.
Tono covered the entire chair, as well as the surrounding floor, in a light plastic sheet that had a cloth lining on one side. Brie appreciated his thoughtfulness as she lay against the soft material.
“A little jute,” he said, holding up a length of natural jute to her nose so she could take in its alluring scent.
Tono bound only her wrists this time, lifting them over her head and securing them in that position. He then pulled out a white strip of cloth. “Your experience will be enhanced with the blindfold.”
Brie’s heart fluttered, grateful that Tono knew her preferences well. The blindfold would add an extra level of connection between them as her other senses were forced to take over. She lifted her head and purred as he placed the cloth over her eyes, tying it tight.
“I am going to paint your torso in a thin layer of wax made with a blend of botanical oils to begin. It will aid in the removal of your cast,” he informed her.
Her heart began beating more rapidly in anticipation as she listened to him gathering the materials and smelled the odor of the match as he lit each candle.
It had been a long time since she’d felt wax against her skin, and her body longed for its warm caress.
Tono turned off the soothing flute music before he began, and the room suddenly became heavy with silence. He commanded in a tender voice, “Concentrate on the experience. Don’t let any detail go unnoticed.”
“Yes, Tono,” she answered, eager to consume every morsel of this scene with him.
Brie giggled when she felt the first light stroke of warm wax on her skin. “It tickles.”
“Shh…”
She bit her lip, trying to stay silent while he applied the second stroke of wax. The touch of it was light enough to cause a tingling sensation that made her toes curl. Tono had chosen a wax that melted at a temperature that felt warm and did not burn.
