Darkly (Follow Me 4)

Fuck. This isn’t anything I haven’t done before, but my level of excitement is a hundred times higher.

I adjust the second clamp around her other nipple. “Beautiful. So beautiful. Are you ready, Skye?”

“Ready for what?” Her words come out on a sigh.

“For this.” I yank on the chain between the clamps.

“Oh!” Her chest and the tops of her breasts redden, her nipples protruding as the clamps bind them.

She reaches toward my bulge, and again, all my willpower is required to brush her hand away, which I do reluctantly.

“Time to go, baby.”

“Braden…”

“I know. This will keep you on edge tonight. Right on edge and under my control. You aren’t to touch that chain, Skye.”

“But it’s on me. How can I not?”

“Because you won’t. If you do, I’ll know.”

“But how can you—”

“I will know. Trust me.” I pull her dress upward. “I want you to go without your bra tonight.”

“But the clamps will show.”

“No, they won’t. Your nipples will show, which is hot. They’ll be hard all night and will jut out farther than the clamps themselves. No one will be the wiser.”

“But—”

“And I’ll be able to subtly pull on your chain whenever I want.”

She gulps. “That will…”

“Drive you wild. I know. That’s the point.” I lean down and bite the shell of her ear. “Then maybe you’ll know how completely out of control I get just thinking about you.”

She nearly stumbles. Nice. I’ve got her in a haze. An edgy haze. Exactly where I want her. I steady her, and damn, just gripping her makes my cock take more notice.

“Go now. Fix your bloodred lips.”

She nods and walks to the bathroom.

I head into her kitchen and open cupboards until I find a vase for the roses I brought. I set the resulting bouquet on her small table.

When she returns, she gazes at them. “Thank you,” she says, “for the flowers.”

“You’re welcome. Are you ready?”

She nods.

Good.

She’s ready.

So am I.

For a night neither of us will ever forget.