Not for Kyler.
Every step of Ella’s scene was new to her. She’d never had sex in public, nor had she been decorated with shibari. Perhaps he played with her lightly, but that didn’t mean the impact of the scene wouldn’t be intense for her.
He grasped the wider piece of silk and held it open. “Come sit on here.”
Once she settled against the silk, he adjusted her so she sat secure within it. Her bottom rested right on the edge of the silk, leaving her pussy exposed for all his plans tonight.
He gripped the thinner silk on the left and wrapped it beneath her knee, spreading her thigh wide. Then he wrapped the silk up her forearm until he reached her wrist and made a cuff. She shivered under the restraints, and he grinned. “Seems you like this, hmm?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, holding his stare.
Her pupils were dilated and her lips parted as she drew in large, deep breaths. Unable to stop himself, he sealed his mouth over hers, commanding the kiss. Ella was made for this life, not simply because kink aroused her, but because she sought higher pleasure.
She allowed him to play in search of new sensations. She welcomed his touch, trusting him. More to the point, she naturally accepted his dominance, firmly believing that in his care he’d unleash her wildest desires.
Ella was submissive.
And yours, his heart whispered.
Fighting back his impatience to claim her and demanding all the things he wanted to from her, he broke the kiss. He dragged his finger over her parted lips, damp with his saliva. “Very beautiful, Ella.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Desire brushed across his senses, sending adrenaline pumping through his veins as he wrapped her other leg in the silk, then secured her wrist. The spotlight above beamed down on her, lighting her up like an angel.
Once he finished, leaving her restrained for his pleasure, Ella’s gaze connected with something over his shoulder. While he understood that she was restrained with nowhere to run in Club Sin, he’d rectify her error. He grasped her chin. “No, Ella, you stay right here. Always looking at me. Understand?”
“Yes, sir,” she rasped.
Pleased by her response, he trailed a finger over her cheek, taken by the softness of her skin. “Believe me, when something is this beautiful, it needs to be shown off.”
She gave a tender smile laced with heat, leaning in to his touch. “I feel beautiful, sir.”
“Rightly so.” Dropping his hand, he moved from side to side. Her stare followed him, and he nodded approval. “Yes. Eye contact like that. Always following me. Always on me.”
Reaching back, he removed his T-shirt and dropped it to the ground. “Tonight, this scene is for you. There are no expectations. It’s all about sensation play. About fun. About exploring. About experiencing something new.”
“Yes, sir.”
Christ, hearing the sir from her mouth nearly undid him. He yearned to hear that sir being shouted through her dance of pleasure. He desired beyond anything to hear it in a way that meant she belonged to him.
Slow down. Be gentle.
Refusing his hot need to play a little darker with harder intensity, he turned to the tray that he’d left earlier and grabbed the scissors. As he looked to her, her argument flickered in her wide eyes.
He said firmly, “I’ll remind you that I bought the lingerie. It’s mine to cut off if I choose.” With a few quick snips, he removed her bra and underwear, yanking them out from beneath the ropes.
Ella stayed silent, though she trembled.
After he returned the scissors to the tray, he worked his fingers into the ropes, making the holes around her nipples larger. Then, using a firm hold, he pulled on the two ropes that ran over her pussy and moved them to the side. Her breath hitched as he assumed the warm air touched her hot, needy, damp flesh. And at the acknowledgment that her cunt was on full display.
Yet Ella liked this.
Her rock-hard nipples spoke to the heat simmering within her.
He grinned, pleased by her. Since bondage was one of his favorite kinks, nothing made him happier than discovering she found it sexually arousing. Taking a step back, he took measure of her. Her cheeks were flushed, though her eye contact stayed on him.
Good.