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Yet she had agreed to this, had wanted it. Still wanted it beneath the fear, he could tell. She held on tight to his hand. And the heat of her, the scent of her perfume, was driving him crazy. Just do your thing.
He'd do his job, as he always did. But tonight would be different with her. He knew that already. He didn't want to think too much about it.
He led her to a pair of leather cuffs suspended from a chain toward the back of the room. He didn't want her right out in front, as he usually did, playing to the crowd. He wanted Devin to himself. What the hell was wrong with him?
Just focus on her. Yes, easy enough when he looked at her, that perfect, porcelain skin, her flushed cheeks. Her green eyes were glossy, huge, her lashes long and dark, picking up some of the colored lights on the tips. He was going to strip some of her clothes off her perfect little figure. The noise of the crowd faded into the background as he reached out and brushed his fingertips across the fabric covering her stomach. She gave an answering shiver.
His cock twitched when he pulled her top over her head and her black lace-clad breasts came into view. Not too large, but so damn perfect. He watched her take in a few deep breaths. She was nervous as hell. But he could almost smell her desire. The flush on her cheeks had spread down over her chest. Oh yes, she wanted this, was every bit as excited as he was.
He spanned his hands around her tiny waist, just let them rest there for a moment, needing that contact to read her. Jesus, her skin was baby-smooth under his hands. What would the rest of her feel like? She looked up at him and those emerald eyes caught his, held him.
She was really and truly scared.
“It's okay. I'll take care of you. Can you trust me, Devin?” “ I . . . I think so. I'm just... I've never done anything like this before.”
“But you want to, don't you?”
She paused, then nodded her head.
He leaned in and inhaled the scent of her. Like flowers and sex. He moved in closer, until he could speak right into her ear. “Relax. Put yourself in my hands. Turn yourself over to me. You can do it. Okay?” “Yes.”
God, just her tremulous voice had him hard and almost panting.
Do your job, man.
Yes, his job. “Devin, we need to go over your safe words. Do you know what that is?” “Safe words?”
“If things get too intense for you, you need to tell me. If you need me to slow down, go easier on you, if you're experiencing any sort of discomfort, even if it's just that the cuffs are too tight, say ʻyellow.' If you want the scene to stop completely, say ʻred.' And I will stop, I promise you. Do you understand?”
She shrugged, trying for a nonchalance that was entirely transparent to him. She was still trying to hang on to some control, but it was gone already, had been since the moment she'd agreed to come into the Ring with him. “It sounds easy enough.” Easy enough for her. He was the one who had to hold it together.
He laid his hands on her shoulders, ran them down over her arms. The skin there was just as soft as her waist had been. He took one wrist in his hand, raised it over her head and buckled her into the soft leather of the cuff. Her small gasp of surprise pleased him somehow. He did the same with her other hand. By the time he had her completely bound she was breathing hard, every breath making her breasts swell against the confines of that sexy black bra. “Calm down, Devin. It's okay.” He took her chin in his hand and tilted her face. Her eyes were huge, her lush, red lips parted. It would be so easy to kiss her now, just shove his tongue into the wet heat of her mouth . . . Jesus. Get it together.
He sucked in a breath. “We'll start out easy. Okay?”
She nodded.
He moved around behind her and smoothed his hands over her
back. He could barely restrain himself from slipping his hands around
the front of her to cup the soft mounds of her breasts. Unbearable
hard-on at the thought. But her ass could be