Captured by Cowboys (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 1)

When she saw him pick up a scary-looking black paddle, trust seemed to scamper away inside her for a moment. Gazing at the dark shade of the monstrous thing caused another color to vibrate at the back of her throat. Red—the one word that would hit the brakes completely. Her lips vibrated silently, chewing on the single syllable.

Emmett stared at her with his big knowing eyes. “What color are you, Amber?”

Why was she afraid of the paddle? Sure, certainly a woman tied to a bench with a powerful man about to use the thing on her backside would be alarmed. But she wasn’t just any woman. She was Emmett’s woman. He wasn’t just any man. He was her Dom.

“Yellow,” she confessed, hoping he wouldn’t be ashamed of her.

“Good girl. Very good.” He put the paddle back where he’d gotten it. “I wanted to test you and you did amazing. Excellent, love. Really good work.”

“I don’t understand. If you want to use that thing on me, I think I—”

Another slap from his manly hand landed in the middle of her ass, conveying another sweet sting. Who knew a spanking could be so erotic? She certainly had thought it might, but it surpassed even her expectations. Her pussy was drenched and her clit throbbed to be caressed.

“Who is in charge in here, sub?”

“You are, Sir,” she said, resisting the urge to ground her mound into the bench for much-needed relief, believing he wouldn’t care for her to do that.

He patted her ass lightly. “Do you trust me?”

“I do. I trust you.”

“I can see you do, love. You wanted a lesson in BDSM. I wanted you to experience pain and vulnerability. You’re responding just as I knew you would. Isn’t this exciting to you?”

“God, yes. Yes, Sir. I–I don’t know enough words to tell you how much.”

He pushed her hair aside, and their eyes met. “I hear your words and I hear your body. Amber, I can sense more than you can ever say.”

Leaning into her, he kissed her eyes closed. She felt his lips on her nose, then her cheeks. Then he claimed her mouth with his own. His kiss overwhelmed her with its intensity, its possessiveness. Tingles jetted through her body.

Emmett removed the handcuffs and guided her to turn on the bench until she was facing up, facing him. Another kiss began. His probing tongue made her wonderfully dizzy, his mouth heating her up from the inside out. He crushed her against his chest with his hand on her back, his lips pressing against her like a triumphant victor. The friction of their bodies made her nipples peak and throb even more.

He ended their kiss and gazed at her with his piercing eyes. “You’re something else, sweetheart. You’ll be the ruin of me for sure.” His tone was quite serious, evoking a fresh wave of shivers in her.

He leaned in and kissed her again, and her toes curled tightly. His tongue moved along the seam of her lips. His hands slid down to the curve of her waist, and she wrapped hers around his neck. Being dominated by Emmett filled her with excitement and desire. Right now, in this space, on this bench, she didn’t give a damn about anything else. The wall that held her memories locked away, her worries, her insecurities, all of it fell away as her cowboy melted her into a puddle with kisses and caresses.

He released her lips, now swollen and throbbing from their overwhelming kiss. “Sweetheart, tell me what you want.”

The past week rolled up into this single moment of authenticity she could no longer hold back. She’d told him in so many words previously, but now the truth shot out of her like a rocket. “I want you, Emmett Stone. I love you and I want you.”

His eyes burned with lust and passion, and her temperature rose. “You’re so tiny and feminine, baby. Perfect. That’s what you are.” His voice sounded more like it came from a hungry beast than a man. “Tonight is about you and your pleasure.” The quiet calm of his voice reminded her once again of how vulnerable and exposed she felt.

“Green, Sir.”

“Leave everything to me.” He licked the tip of her left breast’s nipple, and a hot tremble shot deep into her pussy.

The more he suckled on her breasts, the more sparks fired inside her. A fathomless want mushroomed in her pussy. Needing relief, she moved her fingers to her throbbing clit, which was drenched from her passionate drops.

“No, pet.” He grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands up until her fingertips were touching his thick, manly lips. “I will take care of you. You don’t have to do a thing but feel and enjoy. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He nodded and parted his lips, pulling her fingertips into his mouth. The masculine moan that emitted from his throat vibrated along her skin. She felt like her body was floating to the ceiling.

Once again, he swallowed her nipple. When his teeth tightened on it lightly, the throbbing in her fleshy tip caused her back to arch up from the bench.

She was drowning in hot waves, and she bit her lip, trying but failing to stay above the lusty surface.

Emmett’s head came up from his meal of her breasts. “You’re too much, baby. Fuck, from head to toe, you’re flat-out flawless.” His words were filled with smoldering devotion and fiery eagerness.