Bound by Bliss (Bound and Determined #2)(70)

It was her turn to giggle. “I will do my best, but I try never to make promises I may not be able to keep.”

“Well, then lie back and let me gaze upon your beauty.”

“You are trying to make me laugh by saying such ridiculous things.”

“I would admit I am rapidly becoming rather fond of how your breasts shake when you giggle. Although I would never have believed that the first time I got you naked so much laughter would be involved.”



Her eyes darted down. Oh dear, they did shake. She’d never really watched what happened to them when she was naked. She wiggled her shoulders back and forth and watched the effect. About to ask if it was a good thing that her breasts tended to jiggle, she looked up and saw Stephan’s eyes. Yes, it was a good thing.

Pushing up on her elbows, she lifted her chest toward him, remembering the delicious sensations he’d wrought in the pantry. Even the thought of that night caused her nipples to tighten and peak. And Duldon liked that too.

Swallowing with some difficulty, she reached across and placed a hand upon his chest, feeling the small dark nub of a nipple. His flesh shivered at her touch. She lightly pinched the nipple between her fingers, wondering at how similar and different it was from her own.

As if mirroring her gesture Stephan reached out and placed his fingers about her rosy tip, rolling it gently back and forth. The ache shot down between her legs and filled her. Was it possible to orgasm twice in an evening? Her body was telling her it was very, very possible. Her back arched, lifting her breasts to his touch. Her head fell back and she closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of being touched. A sudden pinch shot an arrow of need through her and her eyes opened and met his.

“I wouldn’t want you to fall asleep now that I finally have your attention, not to mention you naked in my bed. I’ve had a thousand fantasies about this and not one of them involved you falling asleep.”



“Then what were they about?” She could not deny how she felt knowing he’d been fantasizing about her.

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Duldon paused and wondered what he could tell her. Despite her acquiescence to the spanking—and her apparent enjoyment of it—he wasn’t quite ready to offer to tie her to the bed. Now that he finally had her here he didn’t want to do anything that might send her running, but he also felt the need for honesty, the need to reveal a little bit more of himself to her. It was something he had never felt before. “How would you feel about being blindfolded?”

She closed her eyes briefly and he could see thoughts running through her mind. Did she consider how sensation and feeling surrounded her, how everything become magnified when she could not see?

She spoke after a moment. “I am not sure that I would mind, but why would you want to?”

Why would he want to? Why would he not? The picture of her lying there about the white sheets, dark silk over her eyes, was almost enough to undo him. “Is it enough if I say I like it? That I like the image of your eyes bound with silk, obeying my command, as I push you further into a world of pleasure than you can imagine?”

Based on the look she gave him, her imagination was becoming more and more vivid with every experience they shared. And then her face froze for a moment and he wondered what unpleasant thought had taken her. He could only hope it was not of them, of what they had done. She had already moved so far for one so innocent. He was still waiting for her to protest.



Her brows drew tight and then relaxed. He watched as she drew a deep breath in, let a deep breath out. Her mouth settled in decision. “That is enough and I will agree to be blindfolded, but first I want my fun.”

“I can quite assure you that what I have in mind will be quite fun.” For both of them. The further along this road they traveled the more he lost sight of his own pleasure and became lost in hers.

She sat up, drawing her knees under her. “I do believe you, but as I only have this night, I want to be sure that I have the chance to live all of my fantasies, to find the answers to my questions.”

“I will tell you whatever you wish.” Although there would certainly be many more nights ahead for them. He had no intention of letting her go, not now that he had her. Still, he supposed he could indulge her. He doubted that it would be much of a hardship, although he might qualify for sainthood again if she made him wait too long.

“I believe that you would, or at least most of it. I think that you still believe me too innocent for some things. I am not sure that you would have let me look through all the peepholes regardless of what Ruby thought.”

She was right about that. Even he, on occasion, could find himself shocked by the things that people chose to do to each other. “I don’t suppose it would help if I said I wanted you to experience only pleasure.”

“No, then you only make me curious about what else might be going on. What is there besides pleasure? No, you don’t need to answer that, not that I think you were going to anyway. What I was starting to say before is that while I trust you to tell me things, to explain things to me, in my experience there is no better way to learn than to do. So, I want to do.”



He had to admit that he’d often felt the same way. No matter how much one was told, it was not the same as actually doing the thing. “What do you want me to do?”

“It’s really quite simple. I want you to lie down on the bed and not move.”