Dominance Never Dies (Masters and Mercenaries #11)(53)

A slow smile crossed his face. “You did and no, I don’t mind at all. And Mia, I know what that look on your face means now. That’s the frown you get when you get jealous. I packed the bag for you. I don’t actually keep a go-bag with full-on bondage toys sitting in my closet. You kicked me in the balls and I crawled over and managed to grab a bunch of lube and sex toys. I was optimistic. Get your finger wet. Fuck your little * with it.”

She moved her finger down again, circling it around her core before dipping inside. It wasn’t enough. Not nearly. She was certain her Case was so much larger than that tiny finger of hers, but she imagined it was his cock. He would dip inside her, filling her up and rubbing her all the right ways. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, her arousal coating her finger.

“Stop,” Case commanded. He moved to the side of the bed. “Let me see.”

She drew her saturated finger out of her * and offered it up to him. Hopefully he would see that she didn’t need more foreplay. She was ready for him.

Case grasped her wrist and drew it up toward his mouth. His tongue came out, licking off the cream of her arousal. He sucked her finger into his mouth and tasted her.

She felt it deep inside. “Case…”

He couldn’t make her wait. She’d waited forever to be here with him, to have him connect with her.

“You taste like heaven.” He stepped away, going straight for his duffel. “I think I need more. Grip the headboard.”

Was he trying to kill her? Why couldn’t he jump on top of her and take her? She was ready. More than ready. Her whole body was primed. She watched as he pulled his boots off and tugged his jeans and boxers down, leaving that magnificent warrior body on display. He reached down and when he turned, there was a length of rope in his hands.

She quickly gripped the headboard, unwilling to risk another long spanking. The man liked to draw things out.

“Excellent.” He put a knee on the bed and showed her the rope. “I’m going to tie you down because you’re a very slippery girl. I don’t want you running off in the middle of sex. I want you entirely focused on me and what I’m going to do to your body.”

“I’m focused, Case. This is entirely unnecessary.” The words came out in a breathless plea because he was naked. He was all kinds of beautifully naked, and she could see his cock. It was as magnificent as the rest of him. Long and thick, with big balls she wanted to lick and suck on. His dick was hard, the flesh a shade of red mixed with purple, and she could already see a pearly drop on the head.

How could he be so hard and ready and not jump her?

He chuckled as he went to work on her hands. He bound her right wrist in an elaborate tie before threading the rope through the round pegs of the headboard and going to work on her left wrist. “I doubt that. You’ve got issues. You see something shiny and you take off after it. I need you to understand that I might not be the shiniest thing you ever chased after, but I’m the thing that caught you and I’m going to keep you. Even if it means tying you up.”

She liked how it felt to be at his mercy. It was a fantasy of hers, but she could only indulge in it because she trusted this man with her life. Case would move heaven and earth to make sure she didn’t get hurt.

When he was done securing her, he stepped back and laid a palm flat against her chest, above her breasts. Slowly, like the freaking sadist he seemed to be, he moved his hand over her body, cupping her breasts and trailing down.

“Tell me this is mine.”

That was easy. She’d been his for a very long time. He was simply too foolish to know that. “I’m yours. My body is definitely yours.”

He ran his hand down to her *. “You won’t regret it, Mia. I’ll work hard to make sure I earn your trust every single day. No more lies between us. Always honesty. I need it. I need it from you more than anyone else.”

“No more lies.” There wasn’t any reason. She didn’t want anything to come between them. Not ever again. “I’ll always be honest with you. I’m honestly going to die if you don’t f*ck me soon, Sir.”

A wide grin split his handsome face. “My mission is to keep you from dying. But I think I promised you something first. I promised I would learn your body with my hands.”

He moved to the end of the bed, running his hands down her legs to her ankles. He spread her further and climbed on the bed. “I believe I also promised to learn you with my mouth.”

He moved like a tiger, ready to eat her up. There was nothing to do. He’d caught her and all she could do now was let him have his way. He moved slowly, head bent, but eyes careful on hers. He looked up her body as he ran his nose right above her *, so close she could feel the heat of his breath. She waited for him to drop down and cover her with his mouth, but he moved higher. His tongue dipped into her belly button briefly before dragging up her torso.

He captured a nipple in his mouth and Mia felt her whole body tense with anticipation. Pleasure raced through her veins as he sucked on her. His hand came up and he caught her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pinching her hard and making her squeal. Her body seemed to vibrate with pure pleasure. He sucked her, his teeth sizzling at the edge of her flesh. Her toes curled. He licked and laved his affection on one and then the other nipple while his body pressed hers into the bed. Hot. Her skin got so hot because the man was a furnace. She wanted to put her arms around him, but she was forced to curl her fingers around the rope. Frustration welled, mingling with the anticipation. His body lay on top of hers, his cock full against her sex, but he didn’t move to join them together. His pelvis pressed against her core, the sensation so tantalizing.