Bound (Mastered #1)(39)

The bed dipped-no surprise she hadn't heard his approach-and she started to face him, but his hand on the middle of her back stayed the motion.

"Let me look at you." He swept her hair aside and placed a kiss at the base of her neck. "I'll start at the top and work my way down."

Ronin kissed and licked and caressed the nape of her neck. Her shoulders. Her arms. Her spine. Provoking her body to the point she might come again if his soft lips and rough fingers continued to trail over her skin.

Then his hot mouth found the dimples above her butt and she felt him groan. His breath drifted past those spots as he rubbed his lips across the dents. Over and over. "Your hair is strawberry blond here too. It's so fucking sexy I just want to take a bite out of you."

The image of him marking her with his teeth caused her to shiver.

He said, "You'd like that," a beat before she felt the nip of his teeth on her right butt cheek and then her left. The pointed end of his wet tongue flicked across the spot.

"You . . ." She started over. "Your mouth and your hands should be registered as lethal weapons." 

"Technically they are." His fingertips floated over the back of her thighs. "Right now I want to use my lethal tongue on your cunt." He moved and said, "Turn over."

When Amery faced him, his eyes held a gleam, his mouth a smirk, and a long scarf dangled from his fingertips.

Holy. Shit. "Ah. What are you doing with that?"

"Teasing you." He snapped the end and the soft material floated across her skin in a serpentine curve from her neck to her pubic bone.

She shivered from the sensation.

Ronin twirled her scarf around her breasts, left, then right, and her nipples hardened. He trailed the fabric up and down her thighs. "Spread your legs."

As soon as she complied he teased her pussy with tiny swirls light as butterfly wings but as effective as the flick of a whip. She moaned and arched her back, wanting more.

"Amery."

Her gaze zipped back to his.

"Do you want my mouth here?" He fluttered the scarf over her sex.

"Yes. Please."

"Arms above your head."

She didn't hesitate. Why didn't she hesitate?

Because this man's touch sets you on fire.

"Beautiful. Cross your wrists."

Ronin twined the scarf around her left arm and slowly tugged it upward until the fabric brushed the back of her hand. He secured her wrists together and then looped the scarf through the slats in her headboard.

Amery couldn't take her eyes off his face. A sort of serenity had settled over him that absolutely entranced her. And those wonderfully rough fingertips trailed over every inch of her arms with lazy sensuality.

Then he grabbed another scarf from her dresser, the one with fringed ends. He dragged the fringe over both breasts, a smile curling the corners of his mouth as her nipples peaked. He twisted the scarf before he slipped it underneath her, crisscrossing the silky material above her left breast and below her right breast. He created a knot in the valley of her cleavage, and pulled the roped scarf taut beneath her between her shoulder blades.

She glanced down at his handiwork. Her small breasts did look good-maybe even tempting-highlighted with the silk scarves he'd twisted and wrapped around her.

Ronin lowered his mouth to her right nipple. He sucked. Vigorously. Then softly. Opening his mouth wider to bring more of her flesh inside. When she started to wiggle, he placed the heel of his hand on the rise of her mound and pushed her hips down.

His control of the situation, of her, ratcheted her need higher.

Amery bit her lip when he positioned himself on the bed between her thighs and planted kisses in a straight line over her belly button, her lower abdomen, stopping when he reached the start of her bikini line.

He glanced up at her. "How many times should I make you come with my mouth before I fuck you again?" He nudged her thighs open wider with his shoulders. He ran the pads of his thumbs up the inside of her pussy lips and opened her like a flower.

"Um . . . twice?"

"Good answer. Even if you'd said once, I would've made you come twice."

Ronin licked her. Delicately at first. Then he flattened his tongue and dragged it up her slit. He drew circles around her clit. Tiny, barely there circles before he pushed through her tissues and jammed his tongue inside her pussy completely.



       
         
       
        

She wanted to arch up. Dig her heels into the mattress and grind her pussy into his face. But she feared if she tried to take control, he'd remind her he was in charge by withholding her orgasms.