" Give me your hands." I frowned at him. " C." His voice was sharp." Give me your hands." I did. He held my wrists in the stretched of one big hand, lifting them over my head . laying me down . I watched the pulse hammer in his throat as he leaned down to tie me to the headboard. The knots weren't tight,but I had no interest in trying to get away. I lay stretched out on his bed,and he finally- finally- unzipped my skirt and slit it down my legs. To be honest, I hadn't expected to be naked in front of him when I got dressed that evening. I'd indulged in some wishful thinking ( as I did basically all the time) ,but I didn't really own any sexy underwear. Tonight's panties cut a little high up on my cheeks. Nothing special. But he murmured, " Jesus,look at you." I blushed and looked away. His hands slid up my thighs and his fingers curled around the waistband of my panties and pulled them down. Oh, come on. The lights were on, and he was going to look,like he'd fucking looked at everything else, like he could memorize it. " Listen-" " Hush," he said again, and looked up at me. " Are you going to make me gag you?" Heat shot through me like fireworks. I shook my head. Maybe someday. " Good." He slid my panties down over my calves,over my feet. He examined them,put them in his pocket,then turned his attention back to me. His palms pressed against my thighs,easing them apart. Oh,God Oh God Oh God... His fingers feathered over my hips,my stomach. My muscles danced under his touch. I wanted to plunge my fingers back into that hair, and it took pulling against the tie around my wrists to remember I couldn't. I whimpered, my hips pressing up to meet his hands. He slid he's hand between my legs again, velvet slick wetness there. My eyes fluttered shut,and I groaned. I felt like I was coming apart,and he hadn't even gotten inside me yet. " S", I whispered. " Please." " Hush,baby. Look at me." I opened my eyes,saw him watching me with a hooded expression. He knelt between my legs,pants tight across powerful thighs. " Don't move," he said,sliding down his hands around my calves. The heat of his skin shocking even through socks. He pushed my knees up, my feet flat on the bed. " Let me take care of what's mine."