Only Pleasure (Bound Hearts 10)

Oh God, she had lost her mind. She watched that smile tip his lips and she knew she was in trouble.

"Ah, baby" He caught both wrists in one of his hands, lifted them over her head and allowed the other hand to slide down her side. "That was really the wrong little fib to tell. "

His eyes. Kia stared up at his eyes, watching the light green flicker with dark highlights as that wicked, wicked smile curled his lips.

A dark overnight growth of beard darkened his jaw and chin, giving him a rakish appearance. She wondered if she should be so damned turned on, or if she should be terrified out of her mind.

Her body was making the decision for her. It was arching against him as she felt something around her wrists. Her head turned and she stared up at the slender leather straps he had pulled from the back of the headboard.

"You wouldn't!"

He did. Before she could struggle her wrists were bound with two velvet-lined leather cords.

"Perfect. " He grinned, leaning back to stare down at her as her head turned back and her eyes widened at the sight of his cock straining out from his body. "I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself when you start thrashing around. "

"Thrashing around?" she almost squeaked.

"From the pleasure, Kia. " His brows lowered, his look darkening. "Do you think I'd hurt you?"

She shook her head, albeit slowly. "What are you going to do?"

He gripped the front of her camisole. "It's a good thing Ian pays well. " He ripped it open, pushing the edges past her breasts as she arched to him, involuntarily, because this really shouldn't be turning her on.

"Damn. That's so pretty. " His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. Pinpoints of electricity began to sizzle across her nerve endings.

She had never been restrained in her life. She had never wanted to be restrained. Until now. Until she strained at the velvet-lined cords securing her wrists and Chase knelt between her thighs.

"This is insane," she gasped as he gripped her nipples with thumbs and forefingers and applied just enough pressure to make her twist beneath him. The sensations raced past pleasure and bordered on an edge of pain that had her reaching for more.

"Look how hard your nipples are. " He lifted his fingers from them, only to lower his head and lick one, then the other. "I love your nipples. So sweet and tight, and hot. They flush that pretty bright pink and make me hungry to taste them. "

"Let me go. I want to touch you. " She needed to touch him, to feel his flesh beneath her hands, to hold him.

She stared up at him as he straightened once again, his glaze flickering over her nearly naked body.

"No. "

Her lips parted as some dark, erotic challenge flickered in his face.

"No?"

"Not until I make you pass out from the pleasure. Are we making bets on whether or not I can manage it?"

Kia narrowed her eyes back at him. Surely such a thing wasn't even possible.

"If you lose, you get to trade places. " He was going to lose. She had known the pinnacles of pleasure with him already. She had never heard of anyone passing out because the orgasm had been so good, and she was hoping Chase was all bluff.

His grin was daring. "I've never been tied down in my life, Kia. "

"First time for everything," she warned him, allowing a hint of smugness to show. "Come on, Chase, pleasure alone?" She stretched beneath him, lifted to him, and watched his eyes narrow. "You're bluffing. "

He was silent. His expression went still, tense.

"Don't do that, Kia. " There was a warning growl in his voice. "Don't dare me. "

"You won't hurt me. " She tugged at the bonds. "We both know you won't, Chase. "

"There are some things women don't want to know about themselves," he told her then. "You're strong, resilient. But do you really want to touch the places I could take you? The places I will take you if you continue to dare me. "