Dangerous Rock (Dangerous Noise 3)

I swallow hard. Maybe. But that doesn't matter. "I want to do this."

I cuff his other wrist and tug at the restraint.

They have enough give they won't cut off his circulation, but they're on tight.

He's not getting out of them, unless it's what I want.

"Your shoulders okay?" I ask.

He nods.

My cheeks flush as I straddle him. "I've never done this before."

He tries to pull his hands apart. Nothing. His eyes go wide with a mix of desire and desperation.

What do I do here? I'm not exactly a master seductress.

But I know I want to drive Joel mad with desire.

That's all I need to know.

I hold his gaze as I grind my hips against his. Mmm, the friction of him against me…

I drag my hands over his shoulders and down his torso as I grind against him.

Joel lets out a low groan. "Take off your dress."

The tone of his voice commands me. God, the desire in his eyes…

I pull my dress up my thigh a little bit at a time. He watches with rapt attention.

His breath gets heavy.

His cock gets hard.

He's hard between my legs. Only his boxers and my panties are in the way. If I'm not careful, I'm going to strip him naked and mount him.

This first.

I need him desperate. I need him begging me.

His green eyes fix on mine. They scream now.

I take my time pulling my dress over my pelvis. Then up my stomach, over my breasts, off my head.

I drop it on the floor.

Joel rocks forward. His lips crash into my chest. Then he's dragging them over my skin. He doesn't have much control with his hands bound behind him, but he still manages to take my nipple into his mouth.

The pressure of his soft, wet mouth sends waves of pleasure to my core. I grind my hips against his, shifting so his cock is rubbing against my clit, pressing the fabric of my panties into my flesh.

Those boxers are still in the way.

God, I feel achy.

Empty.

I need him filling me. I want him claiming all of me. My sex. My mouth. My ass.