Billionaire Undaunted(52)

“Zane,” she whispered against his ear. “I trust you. If the thought turns you on, it will turn me on, too. I guarantee it.”

“No,” he answered simply, grasping her tightly around the waist and glaring at her stubbornly.

She gave him a sultry smile. “I thought you like acting out your dirty fantasies.”

“I do. But not that one.” He heaved a masculine sigh. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” she asked innocently.

Damn! She was far from innocent now that he’d been unable to keep his hands off her since the first time he’d taken her. That heated, carnal look worked on him every time.





Ellie clasped his hand and led him determinedly to his bedroom.

What Zane had done to make her feel like his home was also hers had touched her in a way she’d never experienced before. She refused to be a woman with hang-ups anymore. Anything he’d ever done to her sexually had been orgasmic. There was no reason for him to believe she wouldn’t play with him just because she’d been held prisoner by a monster.

This was Zane.

This was a man who cared about her.

This was the man…she loved.

There! She’d admitted it. She loved him. Ellie couldn’t say exactly when her fondness and infatuation that she’d had as a teenager had morphed into a love that rocked her to her soul. But she was pretty sure it hadn’t taken long. Her trust in him was complete, her love endless. Now, she wanted to prove it by giving him total control of her body and her heart.

If she couldn’t seem to confess how she felt in words, she was going to show him.

“Ellie, I don’t care how hot it might be, I can’t do it,” Zane growled as he stopped beside her in the bedroom.

“Why?” She grabbed the hem of the lightweight shirt she was wearing and pulled it over her head.

The bra went next as Zane stayed mute, but she could see his eyes caressing her. She shucked off her jeans and panties, not the least bit shy as she stood before him completely nude. She’d lost her shyness with him weeks ago. He knew exactly what her body looked like. Every scar. Every imperfection. And he appeared to love it exactly the way it was.

Nonchalantly, she sashayed to the closet and pulled out a cream and navy-blue tie she’d never seen him wear, and then took it to him and held it out. “Do it. You know you want to.” Zane liked to be in control, and she had no problem giving it to him. It was glorious to watch him the moment he snapped.

She climbed on the bed and raised her arms, clasping two of the wooden posts on the headboard.

“Ellie,” he said dangerously, starting to slowly and methodically remove his clothing, but she could tell he was rattled.

“I’m never going to be afraid of anything you do to me.” In fact, her body was already clamoring for her to touch him as he revealed his powerful body slowly.

Her eyes wandered from his muscular chest to one very aroused cock as he kicked his jeans and boxer briefs aside, leaving him completely naked.

His eyes had never left her provocative position, his expression growing darker and darker as he climbed onto the bed. He’d tossed the tie beside her, but he picked it up again as he moved toward her.

“You’re aroused,” she purred.

“Jesus, Ell! With you, it doesn’t take much. All I have to do is think about you and I’m cocked and ready to fire,” he told her angrily. “I don’t need to tie you to my bed.”

“I wish you would,” she said encouragingly. “I’ve known what it’s like to be confined by an asshole. I’d much rather make a better memory.”

His expression was unreadable as he seemed to think about her words. He met her eyes, and they stared at each other, Ellie trying to silently communicate her feelings.

Suddenly, he straddled her body and quickly took the tie and knotted her hands together, and then connected the ends to the headboard. “One look of fear, one flinch, and I’m letting you go,” he said hoarsely, his eyes moving hungrily over her face, and then he secured her hands above her head.

“I’m not scared, Zane. I’m turned on.” There was something freeing in the fact that she didn’t have to make any decisions right now. She was at Zane’s mercy, and she wanted him to satisfy her now.

He leaned down, supporting himself with his hands, as he whispered huskily in her ear, “You’ll be even hornier shortly,” he warned.

“No teasing,” she begged.

He lowered his head and kissed her, stopping her from getting out any more words. His dominant embrace fueled the fire that was already smoldering, just like setting fire to gasoline.