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She stared at him and slowly shook her head. “I swear, you have been one surprise after another. Well” – she gestured in the direction of the stairs – “let’s go up to the attic.”
“First you need to think this through,” Ryan told her. “Do you have anything to tie me down with?”
“I’ll have to improvise,” she replied breezily as she left the media room, Ryan hot on her heels.
“You can’t improvise when it comes to bondage.”
“You can if it’s Mia style.”The truth was she had no idea what she was doing, but she wasn’t going to tell that to Ryan. He’d snatch the control from her, and she wasn’t about to give it up.
Mia didn’t like it that Ryan was more experienced in bondage, she decided as she headed for her attic apartment. She never liked it when her lover knew more, because she felt that put her at a disadvantage.
But her lovers never figured out that she was a fast learner. As long as she kept her eyes open and her mind sharp, she would figure a way to get out of any knot Ryan tried on her.
She climbed the stairs, sensing Ryan right behind her. Mia wondered if he was already regretting this deal. She needed to distract him in case he was changing his mind. She gave a little provocative sway to her hips and walked into the middle of the attic.
Her apartment was very different from the rest of the house. While Olivia’s home was filled with pastels, florals, and classic pieces of furniture, Mia’s room was more exotic. She preferred bold colors, metallic and jeweled embellishments, and lots of pillows.
The room was now very bare. She had given away almost everything. All that was left was a few boxes and suitcases. The only color in the room was the bright red curtains and the bold ethnic print of her bedsheets.
“Where do you want me?” Ryan asked. His question made her pause. Ryan was usually the one who gave orders and made commands. She knew how difficult it was for him to stand back and wait for her to make the decisions.
He stood by the bed, his arms folded across his chest and his legs braced. He was prepared for action.
He wasn’t a big man, but she felt like he filled the room. She definitely needed to tie him down. But how? Her bed didn’t have posts or railings.
She looked around the attic for inspiration. Her eyes flickered over the support beams over her head. She stopped, looked up, and smiled.
Ryan followed where she was looking. His eyebrows arched. “You have to be kidding.”
“It’ll work,” Mia said as she tugged the top sheet from her bed. She jumped on the mattress and tossed the bedding over the main support beam. The colorful cotton billowed over the thick wooden beam, and she caught the other side.
She paused and decided to tie the ends into a tight knot right under the beam. The less movement Ryan had, the better. It wasn’t easy to make the knot, but she refused to ask for Ryan’s help.
“Okay, give me your arm,” Mia said as she pushed the sheet farther down the beam and away from the bed. She jumped off the mattress and faced Ryan.
Ryan silently offered one of his wrists, and she tied one end around it. “Too tight?” she asked brightly.
He tested the bindings with no emotion. “It’s fine.”
Mia gritted her teeth. She had been wondering if he felt the same excitement roiling through her. She guessed not.
She tied his other arm and stepped back to admire her handiwork. The sheets were short enough to keep his arms up. He held his hands together above his head. If it weren’t for his casual clothing, Ryan would look like an exotic sex slave tied up with veils.
“You forgot to take my shirt off first,” Ryan said.
“Oh, I’m not too worried about that.” She slid her hands along his chest, admiring the sculpted muscles that lay underneath his shirt. “I can still screw you with your clothes on.”
She stood in front of him, toe-to-toe, and placed her hand on the back of his head. She lowered his head, pleased that he didn’t resist, and captured his mouth with hers.
Mia kissed him ferociously until Ryan tried to take charge of the kiss. It was so typical of him. But didn’t he realize she wouldn’t let him have all the control?
She liked having her sex partner tied up. Mia felt strong and powerful. She could have her way with him. But she wouldn’t, she decided as she sucked his bottom lip. He had put his trust in her when he knew better. She was touched by his faith in her, and she wouldn’t abuse it.
Mia slipped her hands under his shirt. He was warm and muscular. She smoothed her palms over him until his nipples hardened under her touch.
She let her fingers get caught in the curly hair on his chest before sliding her hands down his stomach. Mia had to run her fingertips over his washboard abs. His body was a perfect example of male beauty.
Mia wanted to see more of him. She quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pushed the denim and underwear down his powerful thighs. His cock was huge and already erect. She grasped both hands around him and Ryan flinched, groaning deep in his throat.
Mia would love to get her lips around his cock. Would she be able to deep-throat him? She’d like to try. She considered sucking him off, but why should he get all the pleasure?
Mia stood up. She slowly removed her tank top, enjoying the fact that she was right next to Ryan and he couldn’t touch her. Her flimsy bra was the next to come off. She brushed her breasts against his chest. He didn’t say a word, but she felt the tension climbing inside him.
She wiggled out of her shorts and undies. When she had stripped off the last of her clothes, she stood proudly in front of him before turning her back. She strolled to her bed and lay down in the center. Parting her legs, she rubbed her hand over her mound.
“What are you doing?” Ryan asked in a gruff voice.
Wasn’t it obvious? “Getting off.”
She saw the bedsheet pull tight and then relaxed. She wondered if he was trying to break free.
“If you didn’t tie me up,” Ryan said, “I could have helped you with that.”
“True, but I know you like to watch.” She smiled at his growling reply. She splayed her legs, wondering if her pussy was as pink and juicy as it felt.
Using her fingers, she spread the folds of her sex. She slid her finger along her puffy slit. She was so wet that she could hear the sound of slippery flesh.
Mia pinched her nipple with her other hand. She arched her back and groaned as the pleasure zipped through her. Dipping a finger into her pussy, she pumped her finger in deep. She was desperate to find satisfaction.
She heard the ominous creak of wood and glanced up. Her eyes widened when she saw Ryan tugging the sheet along the support beam. His muscles were straining as he put all of his effort in getting closer to bed.
“You’re not supposed to do that,” she said. She watched as he continued to inch his way closer. She hadn’t considered that he would be able to move. This was why she needed to be an expert on bondage before she tried to tie up a dangerously sexy man.
He didn’t respond. His foot touched the mattress and she was scuttling back. He tried to kneel down, but the sheets wouldn’t let him. The most he could do was settle back on his haunches.
