Page 61 of Delicious Surrender
“One what?”
“One act of defiance to be punished.” His voice came out rough, and it vibrated along her nerves. She spun around and clasped her hands behind her.
He crossed her wrists and bound them tightly with the towel. Heat built between her legs when he secured her hands; it was the strangest sensation.
“This will have to suffice, unless you have some ties around?” He took hold of her shoulders and turned her around. Brynne looked up at him, her eyes begging him to kiss her again.
She licked her lips. “My raincoat, it’s by the front door, it has a belt. My robe does too. It’s hanging on the back of the bathroom door.”
His green eyes glittered. “One might think you want to be tied.”
She looked away, flushed with embarrassment. “I have a fantasy or two.”
“I’ve seen your reading material, Red, so I know you’re lying. That’s two.”
“Oh, come on, that’s not fair,” she whined until his squinty-eyed look quelled her to silence.
“Never said I play fair.” He bent down and tossed her over his shoulder.
“Ooh, ow!” She gasped.
“Shhh,” he said as he smacked her behind.
He grabbed the raincoat and yanked the belt out of it. Then he carried her into her bedroom and laid her on her unmade bed. Rolling her off the coverlet, he pulled the spread down to the footboard and folded it into neat layers.
She watched, fascinated, and said, “You’re a bit OCD, aren’t you?”
His eyes bore into hers. “That’s three.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!”
“Four.” He shook his head. “Tut, tut, do I need to gag you?”
Brynne clamped her lips shut and shook her head. He went into her bathroom and retrieved the tie from her bath robe. When he came out, he was holding up her new vibrator, a wicked gleam in his eye. It, too, was hot pink, had six fabulous speeds, and was fully charged.
“What? That fine piece of German engineering prevents good girls from taking bad boys home with them.”
The look on his face was pure amusement. She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily.
Gage stared at her as he took the belt out of his pants and threw it on the bed. She saw it and worried her bottom lip. Squirming against the bonds, she moaned with need, “Please, Gage…” She was losing her mind, and he had hardly touched her.
Finally, he crawled onto the bed and lay beside her, his head propped on his hand. He placed a hand on her bare stomach, and she chewed her lip to keep from talking.
“Before we go any further, we need to get a few things outof the way.”
“Yes, I want this. Yes, I consent to you touching me, tying me, and fucking me!” She should probably stop babbling but couldn’t stop herself. “Haven’t you made me wait long enough?”
He put a finger to her lips. “You need to hush, or Iwillfind something to silence you.”
She whispered against his finger, “Promise?”
“First, I’m going to punish you. Then I’m going to strip you naked. I might fuck you. I haven’t decided.”
She nodded, giddy with excitement.
“Your safe word isred. If you need me to slow down, or your fingers get numb, for example, you sayyellow. Do you understand?”
“Yes!” She nodded excitedly.