Tell Me You Want Me (Search and Seduce 2)

He lifted a brow and glanced around quickly. “Not really,” he said.

Before she could blink, he snatched a black garter belt from the nearby display and had her wrists bound behind her back in two seconds flat.

“What the hell?!” she said. He just moved against her until her hands and ass were pressed against the edge of the counter behind her.

“It’s all about taking in your surroundings and using them to your advantage.”

She wiggled her hands, but there was nowhere for her to go. A very hard, tall man was in front of her and giving zero space.

“How is this helpful to me?”

“It’s not,” he said. “Tying you up is to my advantage. Like you said, I’m in your wilderness now. And I’m not just about surviving, princess. I want to thrive.”

His voice was deep and sexy, and she wanted to get lost in it. With a firm grasp on her waist, he lifted her to sit on the counter and kept his body between her spread legs. But to accommodate him, he pulled her skirt up, and his jeans scratched against her inner thighs as he nestled between them.

“By the way, I saw number twelve on your list of fantasies.”

Her eyes widened. She’d known he’d gotten a glimpse, but number twelve was…

“Being tied up,” she breathed.

He just smiled, and with his grip and command, she knew he was content to keep her still. It drove her crazy. In a lot of good ways.

“Now let’s see here,” he said casually, keeping her pinned while he looked over the various items on the counter. They were the small splurge items she always kept near the register. “Since we’re officially on my time now, I will train you. In the spirit of teaching you how to properly use your surroundings, why don’t we start with hydration?”

She frowned. “Hydration?”

He grinned and picked up a small bottle of lilac lotion. It was her favorite. She couldn’t move if she wanted to, and at the moment she didn’t. She sat there, a hard man between her legs, wrists bound behind her back, while she got schooled in her own kind of wilderness with the search and rescuer dishing out the rules of survival. Only she was pretty sure her skin would burn up before this “training” was over.

“It’s important to stay hydrated,” he said and untwisted the cap off the lotion. “That goes for your skin, too. You never know how long you could be out somewhere, and keeping moisture in your body is always a good thing.”

He squeezed lotion into his hand, then cupped her calf and slowly rubbed up and down. Wow, that felt good. Using both hands, he encompassed her whole ankle and slid up to her knee, then back down again. Up and down.

Her head threatened to loll, but he moved to the next leg. His rough hands were so big on her that he covered the entire surface area of her leg just with his hands.

“That feels so good,” she whispered, then realized she’d said so out loud.

He smiled. “All about moisture, princess,” he said, and when his hands got a little higher, his fingers skimmed along her panties. She jolted when he pressed against her silk-covered clit. “I see you’re wet. That’s good,” he growled low.

She wanted more contact, but he removed his hands, leaving her skin tingling and dying for more.

“Sustenance is another thing you need to keep in mind,” he said, that gravelly voice washing over her as he glanced around the small items on the counter again. Finally picking up decadent little chocolates she’d just had imported from France. They were individually wrapped and the best thing on the planet.

“You need to keep your strength up when you’re in the wilderness, right, princess?”

She nodded, keeping his gaze ensnared as he unwrapped the chocolate. He trailed it along her lips, and she opened for him. He placed the small treat on her tongue, and she let the warm chocolate melt in her mouth while he watched her enjoy it.

“You may be all right with a short burst of sugar, but a man like me needs more to satisfy him.”

She glanced over his hard body, and yes, a man like him would need more to keep him energized. Staying between her legs, he knelt down and moved her panties to the side, exposing her sensitive flesh. She felt his breath against her, felt his eyes drinking her in.

“Mmmm, I could just take you along with me everywhere as my own personal snack.”

He leaned in and ran his tongue along her folds.

She gasped and wiggled.

“Easy,” he said. “I let you enjoy your treat; now let me enjoy mine.”