And then he stopped. “I’m waiting.”
Lana’s blood pounded in her ears. Her sex ached. Her clit throbbed. Her body was taut as a bowstring. She had wanted to play, but not this game.
She gritted her teeth and stared up at the sky, letting truth drop from her lips like a falling star. “Fine. You want it. You get it. What I’m not telling you is that I still don’t trust you. Despite everything, I think you’ll hurt me again. Probably worse than last time. Whatever took you away from me before is still with you. I saw it in your eyes when you came to my apartment this evening. I can hear it in your voice. I can feel it when you touch me. Something is holding you back. But I want you anyway. Life is too short. You could have died in that motorcycle accident…”
Or Levi could be coming for her.
Just the thought of Levi chilled her blood and her arousal plummeted. Suddenly the restraints became unbearable, frightening, taking her back to a night she would have cut off her own arm to be free.
“Untie me. Let me up.” Heart pounding, she lowered her hands and tried to sit up. “James. Please.”
“Shhh, babe. It’s okay.” He unfastened the ropes and then lay beside her, pulling her into his chest, his hand stroking gently down her back.
For a long moment she didn’t speak. Just lay beside him, listening to the steady beat of his heart, soaking in the warmth of his hand. Finally her pulse slowed and her throat loosened. “I’m really sorry.”
James traced lazy circles over the curve of her ass. “For what? I’m the one who tied you up.”
“For ruining everything. For freaking out. For telling you how I felt. For being naked in the grass in the middle of nowhere and still being unable to get your pants off.”
He nuzzled his way through her curls to her ear. “You want my pants off, babe?”
Lana’s body went from dejection to shocking arousal in a heartbeat. “God yes. I feel very naughty lying naked in the grass in the dark. I could be persuaded to do all sorts of kinky things. But just…not with my hands restrained.”
Before her brain had even registered that James had moved, he had flipped her over, tugged her ass up in the air and spread her legs with a thick thigh.
“All fours,” he rasped as he smoothed his hands over her rounded cheeks, sending little quivers of lightening straight to her core.
Lana pushed herself up and bit her lip as she listened to the sound of a belt buckle being undone, a zipper pulled down, boots and clothing thudding on the grass.
And then the unsaintly crinkle of a condom wrapper.
Moments later, his bare chest was pressed tight over her back, his hands on the grass beside hers, his cock, thick and heavy between her thighs.
“This is new.” She wiggled her bottom against him and giggled when he growled. “Kinky.”
“I aim to please.”
“Although, this isn’t really the kind of kinkiness I had in mind. To be honest, I don’t even know if it makes the kinkiness cut.”
James chuckled. “Resources are limited, as is my self-control. Right now, this is the best you’ll get. After we take the edge off, I’ll take you over to the trees and show you just how kinky I can be.”
Lana turned her head and kissed his cheek, wiggling against his hardened length. “A little helpful advice. Your aim is off. Too far outside. I think you should go left and try for a central position. Once you’re in, you’ll score big.”
His body shook with laughter. “Whose game is this anyway?”
“Yours, I hope.”
James licked his way around the curve of her ear, his breath hot and moist on her skin. “Mine.”
His hand slid over her hip, dipping into her center and then out to spread her moisture over her clit. Her eyes slitted closed at the startling sensation and the heady feeling of being totally surrounded by his heat and his intoxicating scent of fresh soap and worn leather.
“Not wasting any time, are you?” she mumbled between panting breaths. “No buildup. No teasing. No foreplay.”
“What do you think we’ve been doing all evening? Every time I looked at you in those leathers I wanted to throw you down on the grass and take you right there. And then you…on the motorcycle…” His breath caught. “I need to know you’re ready for me because you’re gonna take me deep, and you’re gonna take me hard, and you’re gonna take me rough and dirty. And when you come baby, you’re gonna come screaming my name.”
Lana sucked in a sharp breath. She’d thought watching James on the racetrack, his taut, muscular body wrapped over one thousand pounds of speeding metal, was as good as foreplay could get. But his words took her arousal over the top.