“Whatever do you mean? You thought it was totally normal to chain me to the bed in your penthouse. Does that logic not extend to me?”
Her hair shifts around her shoulders, and the robe parts slightly, giving me the slightest view of her silky soft skin and panty-clad pussy.
Fuck, she’s stunning.
“I didn’t know you had an interest in being a Domme,” I say as nonchalantly as I can manage.
“Oh, I don’t.” She smiles before kneeling at the end of the bed. She crawls up over my body before settling her legs on either side of my pelvis, positioning herself right above my painfully hard cock.
Ember dips her head and drags her tongue across my nipple, tearing a strangled moan from my throat.
Holy fuck. Why is that so hot?
She rolls her hips, and a soft moan falls from between her perfect, pouty lips.
“If there’s one thing I learned about myself during our time together is how much I love handing over the control.”
“Why don’t you untie me, and I can remind you just how much you loving being dominated, Little Flame.”
She chuckles. “Tempting. But I think we’ll play this a little differently.” She presses gentle kisses along my chest before her sinful little tongue laps at my other nipple. “You see, I have a plane to catch in an hour, and if I untie you, I don’t have a hope in hell of getting out of this room.”
I growl. “Ember, if you run, I will chase you.”
“Oh, I know. But you’re not the only one with resources.”
She sits up and shrugs. The robe falls off one of her shoulders, uncovering one of her breasts, and I can’t help but moan at the sight.
I crane my neck toward her, desperate for a taste of her sweetness, but she just smirks down at me.
“And as much as I hate to admit it, I’ve really missed what you’ve got packing down here. So I thought it was only fair I took what I wanted the way you always did.”
“Sweet Ember, you can take anything from me, and I’d give it willingly.”
She smiles sweetly before she rolls her hips again. “Here’s the deal. I’m going to use your cock for my own pleasure, and you’re going to let me. And if you’re a very good boy, I might untie you before I leave.”
She won’t.
That much I’m certain of.
But I’m more than happy to play out this little game she wants to play.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
EMBER
My heart beats erratically in my chest.
This, right here, is the definition of fake it ’til you make it.
I’ve never felt more out of my depth than I do right now, but I’m also so turned on I can barely think straight. Which makes sense, because this definitely wasn’t part of the plan.
The plan was to sass him a little and leave him tied up while I made a swift exit.
But having this power over him is doing things to me, and apparently, I can’t deny myself.
Stupid, sexy asshole.
I’ve been moving on nothing but lust-filled instinct for the last few minutes, and I have a feeling it’s going to bite me in the ass.
