Bradford Brawler (Bradford Bastard 2)

His brow arches, knowing damn well what I would use that bad boy for. “Oh yeah?” he rumbles, his voice thick with desire as his eyelids drop, becoming hooded and telling me exactly what’s on his mind. “Why not?”

My hips rock, a soft ache building between my legs as the corner of my lip kicks up into an excited grin. Heat floods me, and I can’t help but wonder if I have the nerve to follow through with this, but then, if I can record myself getting off, surely I can do this too. “Because the pink one is better.”

He drops the vibrator, and immediately dives for my bedside drawer. I drop my hands over my face, listening to the way he rifles through my vast collection. “Well, well,” he says a moment later, dropping the cool toys against my bare waist. “I think this is going to be our best night yet.”

Tanner peels my hands from my face and pins my wrists above my head, his body pressing down over mine and squishing the toys between us. His lips brush against my throat in a seductive tease and I tilt my head back, wanting more.

A soft sigh slips from between my lips and I close my eyes as he works his way up my throat. Shivers trail over my skin as he reaches the sensitive place below my ear, and I can’t help but turn into him, needing his lips on mine. Tanner kisses me deeply and reaches up with his other hand, and it’s not until my wrists are completely bound to my headboard that I realize what he was doing.

My eyes widen just a fraction as he pulls back from me, his gaze shifting over my body and noticing the way my nipples pebble beneath the sheer fabric of my tank. I pull against my wrist, testing its durability, and quickly realize just how screwed I am. Tanner smirks as he watches me, and I grin back at him. “Pick up a few kinks while in the slammer, huh?”

He laughs before reaching for my sheer tank and tearing it right down the center, the two fragile slips of fabric falling to my sides. “The only kink I’ve got is for you,” he mutters darkly as his fingers trail down my ribs and back to the toys patiently waiting on my waist. “I changed my mind. As curious as I am about seeing how you please yourself, you and I both know I don’t have the patience to sit back and watch.”

My heart races as my gaze shifts down my body to the selection of toys he’s gathered, and my brow arches. There’s my favorite pink vibrator, my girthy dildo, a diamond-studded glass butt plug, and just to be on the safe side, a small tub of candy-scented lube.

Fuck. I’m in trouble.

Tanner grins at me as though reading my mind, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so excited. “Just say the word and I’ll put it all away,” he says, knowing damn well I’m not about to back down from this, but he should know a combination like that is a guarantee that this is going to be quick.

“I’ll make you a deal,” I tell him, moaning as his fingers move down to cup my pussy, gently squeezing and making me gasp. “You can do whatever you want to me, but you’ll be tied up just like this next and the same rules apply. Whatever I want.”

Tanner presses his lips into a hard line, considering my offer before gripping the dildo by the shaft. “You’re not planning on shoving one of these up my ass, are you?”

“Do you want one of those shoved up your ass?”

His gaze narrows and I can’t tell if he’s trying to figure out what’s going through my mind or if he’s truly needing a moment to consider his response. “No …”

“You don’t seem so sure about that.”

“Oh, I’m sure. You can fuck me any way you want just not … that.”

I struggle to hold back a laugh and as he watches me, it takes only a moment to realize I was screwing with him. He leans over me, hovering on his elbows as he keeps just far enough away so I can’t reach up and collect his lips in mine. “You better watch yourself, Killer,” he says, his hand moving down my body and slipping beneath the waistband of my sleep shorts. “You’re at my mercy now, and you know I don’t play fair.”

His lips drop to mine, and he kisses me deeply just as his fingers push between my folds, gently grazing my clit. I gasp into his mouth but he’s relentless. He does it again, this time applying pressure and sending a wave of pleasure rocking through my body. He explores deeper, pushing two thick fingers inside me, gently curving and massaging my walls.