Wicked Valentine(11)

“This is the trust room.” He marched past her to stop in the center of the room, where a reclining chair had been placed. Once he reached the chair, he picked up the leather straps on one arm and motioned her forward.

Her interest peaked. She watched his face change, an air of possession and aggression there she hadn’t seen before.

“Sit.”

She lifted her brows at his command. The glint in his eyes said to do as he ordered. And she was too turned-on to argue. She strolled to him and sat on the chair without saying a word.

“Do you know what makes this room special, Nina?” He squatted beside her.

“No.”

“Trust.” He tied the bind over her right hand. “You need to trust the person in here with you, or you won’t enjoy what they’re going to do.” He stood and walked around the seat to tie the other bind.

Once he was done, he bent between her legs. The seat of the chair split. He pushed the chair seat apart, widening her legs until her skirt had ridden up, showing off her pussy.

Their gazes locked. “Do you trust me?”

She gulped and stared at his sexy, fiery eyes. They’d gone a deep sapphire color that hinted at restrained passion.

Did she trust him? The attraction she felt for him tortured her daily and reminded her he was her boss. She was tied to a chair, without a single flicker of fear or nerves.

She was filled with excitement, and heat burned through her body, pooling at her cunt. “Yes, I trust you.”

He leaned forward and kissed her. A long, scorching meeting of their lips that took her breath away. His tongue rubbed and twined with hers, dominating, possessing, and demanding. Moisture dripped from her pussy, and she whimpered, wanting more.

When he moved back, his gaze strayed to her lips. “You won’t regret it.”

Dryness settled in her throat when he stood. His cock was right in front of her face. She saw the outline of his long erection clearly under the tight black pants he wore. She tugged at the arm straps, desperate to touch him.

He caressed her face with his hands, tilting her chin up. His sexy little grin only made her more eager to get her hands on his body.

He bent down and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. “You’ll get your chance to touch me later.” The low rumble made her nipples ache and her body heat rise. He stepped away from her, heading to a table set up by a corner.

She stared at his sexy back and perfect ass. When she didn’t fight her attraction for Max, she focused on how delicious he looked. His short blonde hair and suave personality made him irresistible. If they didn’t work in the same office, she’d have given in to temptation again after that night at the retreat. She might have to quit after this, but she didn’t care.

He picked up something before turning back to her. As he neared, she noticed it was a blindfold. A thrill of anticipation flashed through her.

He walked past her until he was somewhere behind the chair. She tensed. Would he stop? She wanted him to continue their little game, to see how far he’d go.

The black covering went over her eyes, and he tied it behind her head. Perspiration lined her upper lip. The heat inside her grew. Her hearing sharpened, and she listened for Max’s moves.

His deep voice flowed by her ear. “The thing about trust is, when you give it to someone, they need to treasure it and ensure they don’t do anything to lose it.” His voice drifted away.

For long moments she heard his footsteps moving back and forth, but he didn’t attempt to touch her. She’d been so focused on listening for his movements that she was caught off guard when his hands trailed up her knees, spread her legs open, and caressed her inner thighs.





Chapter Six





Nina shuddered. His fingers tugged at her thong. A soft ripping sounded, and cool air kissed her throbbing pussy.

“Max,” she whimpered.

The front of her dress dipped, and her breasts were bared again. Her breath hitched. He kissed her collarbone. She dropped her head to the side and rubbed her cheek into his hair. He moved lower, raining kisses down her chest, until he licked one taut nipple and sucked the swollen bud into his mouth.

“Oh goodness.”

He sucked the little tip repeatedly, sending shards of electricity straight to her pussy.

“Max, please…” Desperation made her tug at the binds.

He let go of her nipple and blew. The cool air tightened her flesh some more. “So beautiful,” he whispered and licked his way to her other breast. With each swipe of his tongue, she groaned and pushed her breast further into his mouth. She wiggled to the edge of the seat, desperate to be closer to his body, to his touch. Her pussy quivered and moisture streamed down her thighs. “I can’t wait to fuck you, Nina. Your pussy gripping my cock, like it did when we were in the woods.”