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levelly. I could easily identify need and desire in his gaze, but still no resentment at being pulled along, ever so slowly. Interesting .
    “If you really want to serve me, this should be about me, not you,” I pointed out, testing my new theory.
    “It should,” he agreed, a small smile appearing on his face. “Not that I’m protesting, but I get a certain feeling that you’re not taking me seriously.”
    I kept studying him, pursing my lips, and he tried to push himself into a more upright, sitting position, as much as the fragile bonds would allow him.
    “Prove it,” I said.
    “Let me know how, and I will,” he promised.
    “Back down. There’s a reason why I tied you like that, and I intend for you to remain that way until I tell you otherwise.”
    He inclined his head and shuffled into his original position, then watched me without a hint of guile as I tied more fabric around his ankles to fix them in place, too. Looking down at him, I had to admit that seeing such a powerful man so helpless held a certain beauty in it. Returning to the bed, I stretched out next to him so that my head was on his shoulder, my fingers skipping over his well-defined abs. His cock, still standing proudly, visibly jumped as my caress got closer.
    “You want my touch so badly, don’t you?” I whispered, pressing the softest of kisses onto his scruffy chin.
    “I want it, yes, but I can restrain myself,” he replied, humor again lacing his voice.
    “You won’t be able to for much longer, if we continue,” I informed him, not even half joking.
    “Prove it,” he echoed my earlier sentiment.
    Now he was grinning at me, his whole face alight with mirth, which made him seem weirdly attractive. Not that he was lacking in good looks otherwise, but it brought something to the surface that hadn’t been there before.
    “Am I boring you?” I asked, just a little haughtily.
    “Well,” he started, his grin widening. “You do talk a lot, and so far, you haven’t put much action to your claims.”
    “Is that so?”
    Now I didn’t have to pretend to be a little annoyed with him.
    He shrugged, but not enough to dislodge me from his shoulder. “I don’t know why you keep holding back on me. I told you, more than once, that I’m quite happy to lose myself in you, even if it’s for forever. Use me. Let me serve you. Don’t hold back. And if I really can’t take it, it’s my loss, not yours. Right?”
    I burned to tell him that things weren’t quite that simple, but then made myself stop. He was right, he had been repeating himself, and I kept finding reasons to hold back. What was strange about this was the fact that I seldom felt regret when I did venture too far, and never on just the possibility. My victims, willing as they all were, knew what could be in store for them. So why hesitate now?
    Moving into a half-sitting position, I looked down at him, letting a leer come to my face slowly.
    “Game’s on, joker,” I whispered, and then pushed myself upright so I could swing one leg over his body until I was straddling his chest, facing toward his feet. It would have been easier if I hadn’t tied him down first, but a little re-arranging was all that was needed until I was centered over his head, feeling his breath warm on my thigh. Leaning back so I could see his face between my legs, I grinned down at him.
    “Maybe I should warn you, even if warnings aren’t your thing. As you likely have already realized, my saliva’s packing a bit of a punch, and the same is true for all my other fluids. I’m not claiming that my pussy smells like nectar, but I’ve been told that the taste can be quite addictive.”
    Garrett gave me a smile that was definitely a silent, Bring it on! Then he raised his head as far as his position would allow, letting him reach that Promised land, but just barely. Because I wasn’t a spoilsport—or that much of a tease—I lowered my hips and leaned forward, taking his cock deep into my