Priceless (Forbidden Men #8)(95)

She watched me, panting and aroused, her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed.

I loved that she wanted to try this. Keeping my gaze on her because watching her expression was sexier than seeing her tied, I helped her bend her leg until the heel of her foot pressed against her ass. Then I banded the belt around her so she couldn’t straighten her knee. After tying the other leg in the same way, I had her cross her arms over her chest so I could fasten the last belt around her torso, keeping her from using her arms.

After I was finished, I sat back and studied my work. “Jesus,” I murmured, wiping my mouth as my body raged to dive into her. “You are so f*cking beautiful.”

Silently, she let her thighs fall open, inviting me to do exactly what I wanted.

Groaning her name, I leaned in and pressed my mouth to her *, diving my tongue in and eating her mercilessly. Whimpering, she strained against her bonds, making me harder in my pants as I licked up to her clit. When she gasped, I thrust a finger inside her.

“Oh, God! Brandt.”

Her moan was low and tortured. She was already close.

Curious to see how fast I could make her—

Shit! She released with a gasp before biting her lip and filling my mouth with her flavor.

“Oh my God,” she panted, staring up at the ceiling as I sat up and wiped the back of my hand over my mouth. “Oh my God.”

Grinning, I stripped out of my clothes and suited up. “I like how religious I make you when you come.”

She shifted her dazed gaze to me just in time to watch me roll on a condom. “Mother Mary,” she whispered, shaking her head. “I don’t think I can come again. That was so hard and so—”

Pressing my fingers to her lips, I silenced her. “Just for that, I’m making you come harder this next time.”

Catching her pinned knees in my hands, I spread her wide and pushed inside. She moaned and writhed under me, her eyes rolling up into her head as her body took every inch.

Once I was all the way in, I paused to watch her face.

“Oh, Jesus. Oh, God,” she panted, still shaking her head and thinking she couldn’t take any more.

So I pulled out and hammered back in, laughing when she bowed up her back and met my thrust as hard as she could. “That’s it,” I encouraged her. “Fuck me back, baby. Take it and demand more.”

One powerful blow after another, I just kept spiking as deep and as hard as I could go.

“Brandt,” she gasped, “Brandt!” Her body tensed and I knew she was there. So close. Just a little bit...more.

“You are so f*cking amazing,” I gritted out as I went faster, losing all my finesse in my rush to keep up with her. “Best. Fucking. Sex. Ever.”

Biting her lip, she closed her eyes and tightened around me. I grunted and then had to bury my face into the pillow next to her cheek to keep from shouting as I let go inside her, coming so long I might’ve even blacked out a second in there.

I didn’t realize I’d collapsed on top of her until she squirmed under me.

“Wha...?” I opened dazed eyes only to slur, “Shit, sorry.”

Rolling onto my back beside her, I blew out a breath and stared up at the ceiling in shock. “Holy...f*ck,” I finally gasped. That had been...yeah. My brain was still too rattled to properly process how amazing that had been.

With my body still buzzing from the orgasm she’d given me, I lolled my head on the pillow to grin lazily at her. A sheen of sweat on her face gave her a healthy glow and caused a couple tendrils of hair to cling to her cheeks as she turned her head to smile back at me. My chest constricted with emotion.

“Hey,” I whispered.

She laughed, and her blush bloomed brighter. “Hey, yourself.”

Unable to not touch her, I reached out and lightly ran the backs of my fingers down the outside of her arm. “Have I told you how glad I am that you talked me into changing our relationship?”

Another laugh left her. “Your appreciation was implied.” When her eyebrows pinched into a frown, I realized she was trying to remove the belts.

“Oh, sorry.” I sat upright and reached for the buckle. “Let me.”

Her hands fell away as she allowed me to take off the bonds. When I noticed a red mark on her arm after I removed the first one, I sucked in a breath and kissed it before meeting her gaze. “Does it hurt?”

Smiling, she closed her eyes and shook her head. “Not even a little. Mmm...but feel free to kiss the marks anyway”

I pressed my lips to the already fading abrasion again, and she softly petted my hair. “I love you, Brandt.”

I grinned and licked the skin. “I love you, too.” My body responded to how she sighed and shifted under me while I kissed every bound inch of flesh I emancipated. By the time I reached the last belt, I was hard again, and so hungry my mouth was already watering to taste her *.

“So would you be opposed to a round two?” I asked as I released the last buckle.

In answer, Sarah gasped and bowed her back up, her body going rigid before it began to shake erratically, her head tossing fitfully back and forth on the pillow.

“Sarah?” My gaze flew to her face, and the breath stalled in my lungs. “Shit!”

I’d been with her when she’d had a seizure before. But it’d been a while, and for a moment, panic clouded my head. Fear froze my lungs, and lack of oxygen grayed my vision.