He sat back down, gently taking his dick in hand, gritting his teeth against the overwhelming sensation.
“I see you’ve been a very busy, very naughty little girl.”
“You seemed like you needed a little pick-me-up.”
“Oh, I’m up. I’m so up I could pound nails with my cock.” He took a deep breath as he eased back into a more comfortable position. “Lift your hips, baby. Let me see what you’ve done.”
She raised her pussy and he squeezed his dick when his balls started to tingle. He wouldn’t embarrass himself shooting off just yet. But damn it to hell, she was fucking beautiful! He shut his eyes and tried to catch his breath. When he opened them, he focused on her breasts and saw that the nipple clamps she wore were tethered to her wrists. “Lift your arms,” he ordered huskily.
She did, whimpering when the action tugged at her sensitive buds.
“That feel good, baby?” He leaned closer, wishing he could step right through the screen and into her bedroom.
She nodded, biting her lip.
“Say it, Cassie. Tell me how it feels.”
“It burns. It’s shooting sparks straight to my pussy.” She moved her arms, pulling at her nipples again. This time she gasped then moaned as she whirled her wrists around.
“That’s it, baby. Tease yourself for me.” Ian groaned as he stroked his cock and watched the sexy scene unfold before him, too engrossed to think clearly.
“I’d rather you tease me,” she said breathlessly.
God, he’d give anything to be touching her himself right now. “Mmm, I know, Cassie. If I were there, it’d be my teeth biting you instead of those clamps.”
She sucked in air as she tugged on them again. Ian liked that she seemed to enjoy the thought of his teeth worrying her nipples. Then she smile seductively. “You can still tease me from there.”
Of course he could. He’d been teasing her for days without actually touching her. He just wished he could control her orgasm himself. He knew it was his dominant part barreling to the front of his psyche demanding that control. Knowing she did what he told her when he told her was a fucking turn-on like no other, but being able to bring her to the precipice over and over again without letting her go over would be the icing on the Cassie cake.
She licked her lips. “You got that link up?”
Huh? She wanted to put the brakes on now? “Yeah, baby. It can wait until after we’ve played. I want to give you my undivided attention.” He was already scheming how to get her off because he knew it’d be hard without the use of her hands, but damn, it was sexy as hell seeing her all tied up for him.
“But it’s my other surprise for you. Pull it up.”
Not knowing what to think, he brought up the small screen. “Okay, so what am I— Sweet mother of God!” he gasped. “Is this what I think it is?”
Holy shit! No way was this a remote control to something attached to her body. But now that he thought about it, the options for various settings could be just that. He clicked the first one and heard a low hum over the airwaves followed by her moan. His head shot to her just as her hips lifted helplessly off the bed.
“Cassie,” he breathed, understanding finally setting in. The link was a control to the vibrator attached to her. For a moment he forgot the fact he’d get his wish fulfilled of controlling her climax, and his heart squeezed in his chest when he realized she went through all this trouble to please him. It couldn’t have been easy, and she had to have had help. His possessiveness roared at the thought of another person seeing her like this, so he had to quickly suppress that reaction. It was probably one of her girlfriends, and she did it with him in mind.
He had to get his wits about him. She did this for him, but he wanted to make sure she enjoyed every minute of it. Just as he fully intended to. Her pleasure was bonded to his, and he wanted to make this good for both of them. As his resolve settled in, another emotion drove forward.
Dominance.
Ian felt it overcome his senses. He didn’t care. Cassie knew his kinks and had already been exposed to that aspect of his sex life. He wouldn’t resist the temptation to embrace it now.
“Who helped you, Cassie?” His voice was so guttural he barely recognized it as his own.
“Sasha.”
“Hmmm.” He was relieved that his suspicion was accurate. “Where is she?”
“Um, in the living room, I think.”
Perfect. “Roll on your side,” he ordered.
She struggled within her bindings to do as he requested, but there was enough slack to accommodate her maneuverings. If he’d tied her up, she wouldn’t be able to budge, but this worked for what he needed. When she finished, she was panting from her efforts. And maybe from anticipation, he’d like to think.
Cassie didn’t say anything. The thought that she was waiting for his command made pride swell inside him. His woman was giving him this control. Why wouldn’t he be proud and honored by her gift?
Drawing out her anticipation, he picked up his BlackBerry and searched his contacts. He glanced at Cassie’s face and saw her brow furrow in confusion, but she still didn’t say anything. He selected the person he wanted to call and put the phone up to his ear, his eyes still on Cassie.
“Hello?”
“Sasha?” Cassie’s eyes grew when she realized he’d called her accomplice. Ian kept his expression neutral. “Can you come into Cassie’s bedroom?”
“You finished already?” There was a hint of amusement in her voice, thinking he was done with Cassie. Oh, he wasn’t done with her. Not now, not ever. He felt shocked at that realization and mentally shook it off.
“Not yet. I need your help. That is
