“I can.” He gave her a soft kiss. “I loved doing it with you.”
She smiled. “Now to put on something sexy for you.”
He moved behind her, brushed her hair aside, and kissed the back of her neck. “Wear the red and black.”
“Okay.” She shivered at the feel of his lips against her skin. “Just give me a moment.”
“Meet me in my sitting room when you’re ready.” He left and closed the bedroom door behind him.
She went through the bags and pushed aside black, royal blue, fuchsia pink, and purple lingerie before locating the red and black. She also found the stockings with the line up the back.
The corset was pretty with red lace over red satin, and it was trimmed with black piping and black satin. It pushed her breasts together in a most enticing way that made her feel even more feminine and sexy. The matching red and black panties were smooth and silky feeling. One at a time she slid on the stockings, rolling them up to her thighs, careful to keep the seam straight.
When she was dressed, she pressed her hand to her belly to settle the butterflies, then opened the door and walked into the sitting room A thrill went through her as she saw him. He filled out a collared shirt and jeans so well.
“You are gorgeous.” His eyes seemed to be a darker green as he took her in. “Come here.” He motioned for her to go to him. When she reached him, he took her into his arms and kissed her.
She sighed into the kiss, loving the feel of his lips and tongue against hers and she loved his taste. She slid her arms around his neck as he kissed her and drank in his masculine scent. It drew her in like nothing else could.
He eased his hands up and down her sides, caressing the satin corset, then moved his palms down to her panties and cupped her ass. He pressed her hard against him and thrills went through her belly as she felt the hard ridge of his cock.
When he raised his head and broke the kiss, she tilted her head back to meet his gaze. She smiled as he stroked hair from her face. “Let me see all of you.” He stepped back and turned her around. “Just beautiful.”
He brought her around to face him and she smiled. “I love the lingerie. Thank you.”
“I have plans for you,” he murmured and glanced beside them at the table that he had put items on yesterday.
A shiver went through her. Tonight, on it were several things that he had used on her, like the cuffs and collar, but there were a few other items. A roll of Saran wrap, nipple clamps, surgical scissors, and a different kind of butt plug than what he’d used yesterday. What would he use the plastic wrap for? If he used it.
“Seems a shame to undress you.” He brushed her hair over her shoulders. “But I need to see all of you for what I’m going to do.”
He moved his fingers to her waist and unzipped the side zipper then removed the corset and laid it on over a chair. Slowly he pushed down her panties and she stepped out of them. He reached for the collar then slid it around her neck and buckled it, then secured each leather cuff at her wrists before clipping the cuffs together.
When he was finished, he took her by her upper arm and moved her to stand by the backless couch. “Wait here.”
She watched him as he stripped out of his clothing. He looked so hot as he straightened and she got a good look at his body again. There was much power and confidence in his bearing that turned her on as much as his muscular form did. And what a nice package he had.
After he finished undressing, he moved back to the table then returned, carrying the huge roll of Saran Wrap. “Are you familiar with using plastic wrap for mummification?”
“No.” She shook her head starting to feel a little trepidation. “I’ve never been mummified.
“There are a lot of ways to mummify, and plastic wrap is one of the ways. It’s a form of edge play.” He touched the side of her leg. “Stand still, feet together, arms at your sides.”
She did as he told her and he knelt and began wrapping the plastic around her ankles. Her heart thumped a little harder as he wound it around and around and around. He took his time, slowly wrapping her. By the time he reached her knees, there was no way she could move. He had her hold up her arms then wrapped the plastic over her hips and around her waist.
He stopped to play with the ring at her bellybutton, darting his tongue inside. It felt like her bellybutton was attached to the place between her thighs and it sent tingling sensations throughout her. Then he told her to put her arms at her sides and pinned them to her with the wrap.
The more snug the wrap became the more her heart pounded. She tried to move her legs and arms but she couldn’t budge them. She couldn’t even wiggle her fingers.
When he got to just below her breasts, warmth rolled over her as he lowered his head and kissed her while at the same time he played with her nipple rings with one hand. His kisses were delicious and made her feel somehow secure, and his touch caused her to squirm with need.
“Your skin is so soft.” He ran his lips along her jaw, causing her to shiver with desire.
He drew back. “Take a deep breath and expand your chest. It will help you breathe easier when I’m done.”
“Okay.” She inhaled and waited while he continued with the wrap.
Keeping a slow pace, he continued wrapping the plastic around her, reaching her shoulders then moving on to her neck.
As he began wrapping her face, both fear and excitement rolled into one big ball in her belly. He made sure she could breathe, leaving all her mouth and her nose uncovered. The wrap felt strange around her head and she closed her eyes right before plastic covered them. When she opened them again it was distorted, like looking through shattered glass.
It was amazing how much she loved the confinement. It felt secure yet erotic, too, knowing that she was naked and he could see her through the wrap.
“I’m going to lay you down on the couch now,” he said.
“Okay.” She couldn’t nod but she was glad she could talk
The next thing she knew, he had lowered her so that she was lying on her back on the couch, snug in her own world. She felt the smooth edge of the surgical scissors when he cut slits where her breasts were and the air cooled her nipples. Then something tugged on her nipple rings and pain shot through her causing her to give a little cry, mostly from surprise.
She enjoyed the cocoon-like feeling and imagined that she was a butterfly that would break free at any moment. She loved the helpless feeling it gave her.
A tug and then she felt the surgical scissors again, this time at her mound and a little below, exposing her there. He slipped his fingers into her folds and she gave a moan as he stroked her wetness.
He straddled her and moved up so that she could feel him right at her upper shoulders. Then he pushed his cock through the opening where her mouth was and she took him into her mouth. He slowly pumped his hips, moving his cock in and out of her mouth. She sucked him, loving the way he had taken control of her and now was using her for his pleasure.
She was a toy to him now. A plaything that he could use however he wanted to. She loved it.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth then moved down and brought his mouth to hers and kissed her as he played with her one of her breasts and the nipple ring on it.
“How are you doing?” he murmured when he drew away. “How do you like being my little prisoner?”
“I love it,” she said and he kissed her again before moving down her body.
He reached her pussy and licked. She gasped and moaned as he licked and sucked her.
It felt so good, and somehow more intense with her locked away, unable to move anything but her mouth. The sensations caused her body to shake with need as her climax came closer and closer. It grew and grew and she knew she was close to losing it.
Her orgasm burst through her, sending a flush of heat throughout her body. Pleasure radiated from between her thighs to her belly and even through her mind, so much that she didn’t think she’d ever come down from the high.
> When she started to come down she felt him using the scissors to cut way the wrap from her lower half. When the wrap was off from the waist down, he pressed her legs apart and spread her thighs.
“I’m going to fuck you.” He moved his cock to the entrance to her core. “I want you to experience my control over you.”
She wiggled her lower half. “Yes, please.”
He drove his cock inside of her. She cried out with pleasure at the feel of him moving in and out while she was still partially locked away in her cocoon. He fucked her slowly, easing in and out of her body, drawing out everything. Through the wrap she could only see the distorted image of him and she loved not being able to see him while he took her.
Another orgasm started to rise within her. Then out of nowhere it hit her and she came hard. It felt like she was flying as she cried out and she didn’t know if she would come back down.
“That’s it.” His voice was rough as he continued pumping his hips against hers. “I love to hear you when you come.”
He gave a low growl and then she felt the throb of his cock inside of her as he came. He pressed his hips tight to hers and she heard the sound of his breathing.
A few moments later he eased off of her. “I’m going to cut away the rest of the wrap.”
She waited, her entire body relaxed, as he took care of the plastic. The air chilled her a little as the wrap fell away.
After being mummified, and after the incredible orgasm, she felt a bit light headed, but that faded a few moments later.
He pulled the rest of the wrap away from her face. “How was that?”
“Incredible.” She smiled up at him. “I loved it.”
He eased onto the couch beside her and brought her into his arms and held her.
Chapter 5
Kelley rested her head against Nate’s shoulder. He had his arm around her as they watched sea lions off the pier and looked out on San Francisco Bay. The wind off the bay was biting and his embrace helped to warm her.
The past two months had gone by in a whirlwind. Nate had completely taken her in with his caring, his dominance, and how much he wanted to take care of her.
And that was nice. Nothing else in her life seemed to slow down enough to allow her to take a step back. Demands of the job and of her position of head nurse kept her beyond busy. She had to deal with the mess her ex had left her finances in and she had to solve squabbles between her adult siblings who often didn’t act like adults.
But Nate was always there for her. He gave her advice when she needed it and helped her invest her money in the right places, which was already making it easier to pay off her ex’s debt. She knew Nate would have paid off the debt for her, but she would never allow him to do that. It was her responsibility, and she always took care of her responsibilities.
He made her happy. She loved how he took control and took away having to make decisions when she was away from the other things in her life. He picked out what they ate, what they did, what he liked her to wear, and other things. If she had balked at anything, she knew he would have backed off, but he knew how much she loved it.
The sea lions’ barking brought her attention back to them and she smiled. “Noisy, aren’t they?” she said. “Love watching them.”
He squeezed her shoulders. “Ready for dinner?”
“Mmmm.” She nodded and looked up at him. “I could really go for some clam chowder and sourdough bread.”
“We’ll have crab, too.” He started to guide her away from the pier.
“Sounds wonderful.”
They took the trolley then headed to their hotel room at the St. Francis in Union Square to change into something nicer for dinner than the jeans and shirts they’d been wearing. For her he picked out her emerald green corset, garters, and panties, along with nude stockings to go under the black dress he’d selected.
They had a fantastic dinner along with a couple glasses of wine at a fabulous seafood restaurant on Polk Street.
After chocolate mousse for dessert, Nate covered her hand on the tabletop. “I don’t know what it is about you, but you’ve captured me. I’m completely taken with you.”
Kelley turned her hand up so that they were holding hands. “I feel the same way.”
“I’ve never felt this way with anyone.” His gaze was serious. “I enjoy our time together, our talks, our interests.”
A pleasant warmth filled her belly. “It feels we’ve known each other forever.”
“It was love at first sight.” He searched her gaze. “Now it’s love at the sixty-fifth sight.”
Her whole body was now enveloped in heat. “It was and is for me, too.”
He leaned close and kissed her. She didn’t care if they were in the middle of a restaurant. She kissed him back with just as much intensity and passion as he gave.
When they parted, they held each other’s gaze.
“You’re better than what I dreamed about,” she said softly.
He smiled. “Let’s head home for some real live dreams.”
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Also by Cheyenne McCray
“Riding Tall” Series
Branded For You
Roping Your Heart
“Rough and Ready” Series
Silk and Spurs
Lace and Lassos
Champagne and Chaps
Satin and Saddles
Roses and Rodeo
Lingerie and Lariats
Lipstick and Leather
“Altered States” Series
Dark Seduction
“Dark Enforcers” Series
Night’s Captive
Lexi Steele Novels
The First Sin
The Second Betrayal
The Temptation
From St. Martin’s Press:
“Night Tracker” Series
Demons Not Included
No Werewolves Allowed
Vampires Not Invited
Zombies Sold Separately
Vampires Dead Ahead
“Magic” Series
Forbidden Magic
Seduced by Magic
Wicked Magic
Shadow Magic
Dark Magic
Single Title
Moving Target
Chosen Prey
Anthologies
No Rest for the Witches
Real Men Last All Night
Legally Hot
Chicks Kick Butt
Hotter than Hell
Mammoth Book of Paranormal Romances
Mammoth Book of Special Ops Romances
Cheyenne writing as Jaymie Holland
“The Auction” Series
Sold
Bought
Claimed
Taken
“Taboo” Series
Taking it Home
Losing Control
Alluring Stranger
Taboo Desires: three Tales of Lust and Passion
Playing Rough: three Stories of Sensual Submission
Paranormal Single Title
The Touch
Come to Me
Excerpt… Roping your Heart
Cheyenne McCray
“I guess that will have to do for today.” Cat brushed her hair out of her eyes as she started to organize the papers on Blake’s desk. “We can work on this more another day.” She glanced from the papers to him. He was sitting in the chair beside her now, in front of the desk. “My schedule is still pretty open,” she said. “When is a good time for us to get together again?”
He was studying her, his gaze so intense that she felt the heat of it on her skin. “Friday night at seven,” he said.
“Friday night?” It took a moment to register that he was asking her out. “Oh.” She hesitated and he kept looking at her with that same dark look. “I—sure.”
She felt warning bells going off in her head, but too late. It wasn’t good to spend so much time with the man. She was going to fall head over heels for him again.
I
f she hadn’t already.
She looked away from the intensity of his gaze and got to her feet. From her peripheral vision she saw him stand, then felt the heat of his body when he moved closer to her.
“I think we made pretty good progress.” Her heart pounded faster and she busied herself with making each stack on the desktop perfectly neat. “We might be able to get everything done in one more meeting.” She rushed her words, feeling like she was babbling.
“KitCat.” His voice was soft and she went still at the low, throbbing quality of it.
Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet his. He was looking at her intently. Her lips parted, but she couldn’t think of a thing to say.
He took her by the shoulders, bringing her face to face with him. “Damn, Cat. I don’t know how much longer I can be around you without having you.”
Her eyes widened and her lips parted. He wanted her?
He gripped her upper arms tighter, the pressure of his fingers almost hurting her. “Damn,” he said again before he jerked her up against him and brought his mouth hard down on hers.
She gasped as he took control of her mouth, kissing her hard. It was more primal than the night before, almost wild. She didn’t remember him kissing like this before. It was as if the man he had been before had matured, becoming more dominant and decisive. She knew he’d decided he was going to have her. If she said no, he’d let her go, but she didn’t want to say no. She wanted him.
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