My feet moved even though I couldn't feel the floor. When
my knees hit the bed and I got up on it, the mattress
my knees hit the bed and I got up on it, the mattress
shifted. Austin gripped the headboard tighter, his head
turning. I saw the flutter and shadow of the long lashes I'd
always envied on his cheek.
'Paige…'
'Shh.' I moved closer to kneel behind him, between his
ankles.
The cotton of my gown brushed his skin and I watched,
fascinated, as gooseflesh broke out on his back. Again he
bent his head. I could see his hands, the knuckles white. I
couldn't see his cock until I moved a bit to the side, and
then I bit my groan into silence so he wouldn't hear and
know how much the sight of him erect aroused me.
I had always been the one urging him to pin my wrists. Pul
my hair. I had taken him down paths he folowed eagerly
but only because I led him there. Now I folded his belt in
half to make a loop of it, and I ran the flat side of it down
his spine and over his ass.
I folowed it with the flat of my hand and reached between
his legs to weigh his bals before I ran my finger along his
perineum, up the crack of his ass and onto his back again.
Austin shivered at the touch, but didn't move. He didn't
Austin shivered at the touch, but didn't move. He didn't
speak.
Looking at the leather against his skin, I drew in a smal sip
of air. My world spun so much I had to clutch his
shoulder. My nails dug into his skin, and Austin made a
smal noise.
I didn't want to hurt him. Not realy. I didn't want to beat
him, or raise welts on his flesh. I wanted to colar and leash
him. I wanted to own him.
I tapped his ass with the strap, not hard enough to cal it a
slap. 'Spread your legs wider.'
His knees slid on my sheets and the headboard creaked.
Austin leaned forward until his forehead rested against my
pale green–painted wal. Those big shoulders hunched.
Those big hands gripped. The muscles in his ass flexed.
My hand found the familiar length and girth of his prick. I
stroked him gently a few times before withdrawing. I drew
a finger along his bals and ass crack again. I put a hand on
the back of his thigh to feel the tension there. I put a knee
on either side of his calf and pressed myself along his
back.
back.
I couldn't reach his ear, but I kissed the smooth expanse
between his shoulders. I bit him softly where his wings
would be if he were an angel and smiled at the sound he
made. I pushed my cotton-covered crotch against his bare
