Leo looked amused. “What do you mean, try?”
Before she knew it, Leo had placed the first cuff around her wrist. He checked it carefully to make sure it wasn’t too tight, a gesture that reassured her that Captain Caveman might be coming out to play but her Leo was still there somewhere. “Is this some kind of kinky Sidhe courting thing?”
He looped the other cuff through the posts on the mission-style bed. “Courting’s done, time for fucking,” Leo muttered, putting the other cuff around her free wrist. He made sure it was comfortable for her, waiting for her okay before moving on.
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He stopped, looking down at her. She could tell he loved what he saw as his gaze roamed her naked, trapped form. With a piratical grin he reached over her body and grabbed the blindfold. “I’ve changed my mind.” He gently placed the blindfold over her eyes. “I don’t want you to purr, kitten.”
With the blindfold on she had no clue what he was about to do next. “What do you want me to do, Leo?”
She felt him leave the bed. She strained to hear him, listening for that tell-tale rustle of denim, but it didn’t come.
His whisper, when it came, startled her. He’d leaned over her without a sound. “I want you to scream.”
And with that, Leo began her introduction into a world of sensation she never knew existed.
At first nothing happened. She couldn’t see a thing. The blindfold was tight, but not uncomfortable.
She realized Leo must have done this many times before, he was so comfortable with it. A small spurt of jealousy hit but she shook it off. Whoever he’d done this with before wasn’t there in the bed; she was. She heard the rustle of denim and knew Leo had begun moving around the room. She found her head turning slightly to follow the sounds, wondering what he’d do next.
He could play with her senses, she knew, yet somehow also knew that he wouldn’t. That wasn’t part of this particular game. The blindfold was enough, at the moment, to have her heart beating in nervous anticipation. And knowing that it was all real this time, that he wasn’t inside her head, just made the sensations that much more intense.
When the first whisper-soft touch came she gasped.
The feather duster. It glided across her nipples, teasing her with light brushes against her skin. It glided down her stomach, teasing at her navel before dipping into the vee of her thighs. Slow as molasses it glided back up to tickle the side of her neck as she arched in silent invitation.
Her breath was coming in sighs by the time the feather duster lifted away from her. She didn’t protest when Leo lifted her knees and positioned her feet on the bed, her legs spread. She was now open to his gaze.
“Hold still,” his dark, smoky whisper sounded in her ear.
The touch of the feather duster followed the command, drifting from her knee to her *. It tickled lightly just above her aching clit before gliding down her other thigh to dance on her knee. The sensation was almost too much. “Leo?”
He responded to her whispered plea. “Shh. I’m here, kitten.”
His weight settled on the bed at her feet. The feather duster was lifted from her body. She waited for the next touch with breathless anticipation, her nerves stretched taut.
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She could almost feel his hot gaze gliding over her. “So pretty.” He began to pet her * and she arched up against it, her thighs closing, trying to lock him in place. “Such a pretty *. Keep your legs spread, kitten.” She pushed her knees back into position, opening like a flower to him. “Good girl.”
He ran one finger up and down her slit, moistening it in her dew. The mattress dipped, the rustle of his jeans against the sheets indicating that he was moving up from her feet to her side. The feather duster once again began dancing lightly over her nipples. “Maybe we’ll get these pierced, kitten. What do you think?”
Shock bowed her back up at the thought of getting her nipples pierced. “Nuh-uh.”
Leo laughed, rich and dark, and flicked one finger against her nipple.
A non-existent nipple ring was pulled and twisted, sending spirals of heat straight to her clit. “Are you sure?”
“Uh…” Ruby arched up into the incredibly erotic pain as Leo leaned down and pulled on it with his teeth, catching her nipple and worrying it. “No, no, I think I can live without that,” she whimpered.
Pleasure yes, needles no!
He licked the tiny pain, making her hiss in pleasure. “Pretty little rubies to dance on your skin,” he whispered against her, his breath hot on her moist, tight flesh.
“They make those non-pierced, you know.” She felt him still above her and damned the blindfold. She didn’t know if he was laughing or not, but there was no way in hell anyone was getting near her nipples with a needle. “No. Seriously. I saw them on this website—”