Naughty at 30 (Love Without Batteries #2)

by Cassandra Lawson

  “But everyone left to give us some privacy,” I reminded her.

  “You don’t deserve a reward after stealing my panties,” she argued.

  Moving forward, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back before she had time to react, and then I leaned in to speak close to her ear. “Are you really sure you want to wait until after we finish unpacking? I could have you naked and tied to this bed in less than ten minutes.”

  The indecision in her eyes was hot. I knew she wanted to stick to her guns about waiting until after we were done unpacking, but I also knew she wouldn’t.

  “Ugh! You’re impossible,” she complained before moaning as I kissed along her jaw line.

  “Beg me to tie you up, Chelsea,” I commanded.

  Then Chelsea uttered one of my favorite phrases. “Please tie me up, Luke.”

  “I thought you’d never ask,” I murmured as I snaked an arm around her lower back to pull her closer so I could kiss her. Despite the urgency I felt, I kept my kiss light and lingering. My tongue stroked the crease of her lips, teasing her until she was moaning.

  I knew she was ready for more when she bit my lower lip.

  “Vicious, aren’t you?” I drawled.

  “Stop teasing me, Luke,” she demanded. “You know we only have an hour.”

  I frowned, realizing she was right. As much as I wanted my first time tying Chelsea up with her panties to last for hours, I’d have to make this quick. We’d definitely have to play with them again later.

  “Undress for me, beautiful,” I commanded, and Chelsea’s lips curled into a playful smile as she stepped back. Her hips swayed as she slid her shirt up to expose just a little skin before bringing it back down.

  “Very nice,” I praised. “Aren’t you the one who just told me we don’t have time for teasing?”

  Chelsea gave me an adorable pout. “You’re right. We should definitely wait until later.”

  When she moved to push her shirt down, I quickly caught her hands and pinned them behind her back, kissing her before she could voice an argument.

  Chapter Forty-Six

  Chelsea

  With my hands pinned behind my back while Luke kissed me, I felt deliciously subdued. Teasing Luke was fun, but I was glad we had a time limit in many ways. Luke had stayed at his apartment the night before to finish packing, and I’d definitely missed having him in my bed. While I still wasn’t convinced he’d be able to tie me up with the panty ropes, I was definitely willing to let him try.

  When Luke broke our kiss, his eyes were dark with passion, and I understood his need. Rather than telling me to undress, he released my hands and reached under my shirt to strip it over my head. His hands cupped my breasts, testing their weight in the black lace bra, before he brushed his lips against mine again. “This stays on.”

  I moaned as he stroked my nipples through the lace before reaching down and unfastening my jeans as I quickly kicked off my shoes. When I was left in just my bra and lacy boy shorts, Luke kissed me, walking me back toward the bed until it hit the back of my legs.

  “You know what to do,” he rasped out against my lips.

  I licked my lips, moaning when I tasted him on them. Luke stepped back as he watched me climb onto the bed. I made a great show of leaning over and climbing on. When I was on my hands and knees at the edge, I shook my hips.

  Luke gave my ass a sharp smack, and I let out a little squeal. “Don’t be a tease, Chels, or you won’t get more of that later.”

  My pussy practically throbbed at his words. I was definitely hoping for more of that play later. Crawling to the middle of the bed, I settled onto my back, placing my hands beside my head.

  Reaching into the box, Luke grabbed the second rope and approached me with both in his hands. He trailed one along my body, from my ankle to my breasts. The other, he set on the bed before kneeling beside me to attach the first panty rope to the bed post. Tease that he was, he simply rested it over my wrist before attaching the second one to the headboard. The anticipation was one of my favorite parts. I was already so turned on, I was pressing my thighs together to find some small relief from the ache. Luke straddled my hips and wrapped the rope around my first wrist. As always, I tugged at the restraint, leaving my other wrist in place as Luke secured it with the panty rope.

  When my wrists were tied to the bed, Luke moved so he was kneeling beside me. His eyes moved along my body, and I squirmed as he drank in the sight of me.

  “This is even hotter than I imagined,” Luke uttered, trailing a finger along my forearm.

  “Please,” I moaned. “We agreed no teasing.”

  Luke’s eyes met mine, and his lips curled into a smile that promised all sorts of wicked things. “I’ve had a change of heart. I’m willing to deal with my throbbing dick for the next few hours to savor you like this.”

  I didn’t get a chance to respond before Luke leaned forward and suckled one of my nipples through my bra. His teeth scraped against the wet lace, and I made a sound between a moan and a scream. Luke moved on to my other nipple, repeating the sensual teasing until I was tugging more insistently at the restraints and writhing on the bed.

  Trailing one finger down over my ribs, Luke watched as his finger moved over my belly and then down to my hip. Leaning down, his tongue teased my hip bone. When his hand finally cupped me through the lace of my panties, I whimpered and pushed up into his hand.

  “Tell me what you want, beautiful,” he crooned before running his tongue along my inner thigh. I was rocking against his hand, desperate to come.

  “Your mouth,” I panted out. “Put your mouth on me.”

  Luke groaned. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

  He yanked my panties off so urgently, I was surprised they didn’t tear, but I definitely wasn’t concerned about the fate of my panties when Luke settled between my legs, lifting them over my shoulder so I was completely exposed to him.

  “I’ll never get tired of your taste,” he murmured before using his fingers to spread me open to him. I wanted to grab his hair because I wasn’t sure I could take any more teasing. Luke’s tongue barely stroked my sensitive clit before lightly moving around my opening until I tapped my feet on his back.

  “Impatient?” he asked before his tongue swirled around my clit.

  My only response was a moan. Words seemed beyond me.

  Finally taking pity on me, Luke sucked my clit into his mouth lightly and moaned around it. The vibrations were so intense, I nearly screamed. Two of Luke’s fingers slid inside, hitting just the right spot as his tongue continued to work my clit relentlessly. It wasn’t long until I was rocking against his face and whimpering with need.

  The panty ropes held up surprisingly well as I continued to tug at them. Just when I thought I was about to come, Luke changed tactics, obviously trying to torment me. “No more teasing,” I whimpered, rolling my hips.

  Luke finally took pity on me, and his tongue moved in a circular motion that had me ready to scream from the intense sensations. His fingers thrust in and out. When my orgasm finally hit, my heels dug into Luke’s back as I screamed loud enough I was sure the neighbors heard me.

  After working me through the last of my spasms, Luke pulled back to look at me with a cocky grin. I felt completely boneless. I let out a contented sigh and closed my eyes.

  “I want you just like this when I slide into your body tonight,” Luke murmured as his fingers trailed along my thigh.

  “You are such a pervert,” I accused.

  “Yeah, but you love me this way,” he drawled.

  “Yes,” I agreed. “I do love you. Now, you’d better untie me before we traumatize my brother.”

  Luke cocked his head to the side like he was considering what I’d said.

  “Lucas Robinson,” I warned.

  “What?” he asked innocently, and when I continued to give him a stern look, he laughed and straddled my waist to untie me. “You really are adorable when you’re telling me what to do while you
’re tied up.”

  I giggled.

  “What’s so funny?” he asked, looking away from the restraints to meet my eyes.

  “I just realized it no longer bothers me when you call me adorable,” I admitted.

  After undoing the last restraint, Luke laid beside me and pulled me into his arms. “You are sexy, smart, talented, loving, and most definitely adorable. I love you, Chels.”

  Rolling to my side and placing a hand on his bearded cheek, I smiled at Luke. “I love you, too. Now, let’s finish unpacking quickly. I can’t wait to see your nerdy boxers.”

  Epilogue

  Luke

  Four Months Later

  I’d woken up alone, something that hadn’t happened in the last month. Not only were Chelsea and Haley missing, even Tasha had abandoned me. Unable to sleep without them, I set out in search of the ladies in my life and found them all in the living room. Chelsea was on the sofa with Haley cradled against her chest and Tasha curled up on her lap.

  “It looks like they’ve got you trapped,” I remarked.

  Chelsea grinned around a yawn. “What are you doing out here?”

  “You know I can’t sleep unless I’m surrounded by beautiful girls,” I teased. “The big question is why did you all decide to have a midnight party without me?”

  “Haley woke up hungry, so I gave her a bottle, and then I must have dozed off burping her,” she explained. Hearing her name, Haley let out a quiet little whimper. My girl had some lungs, but she usually tried the quiet cry to get her way first. “Did Daddy wake you up with his silly question?” Chelsea cooed as she patted Haley’s back lightly until my delicate little lady let out a burp loud enough to startle Tasha.

  I chuckled. “That’s my girl.”

  All of Chelsea’s nerves about bonding with Haley had melted away the first time she’d held her. Since then, she’d been referring to herself as Momma. I liked hearing that almost as much as I enjoyed hearing her referring to me as Daddy.

  “Why don’t you let me take our daughter back to bed?” I suggested since Haley had settled back to sleep in Chelsea’s arms. Seeing them like that made me want at least five more, but Chelsea wasn’t ready to agree to more than one. I’d take what I could get.

  Taking Haley from Chelsea, I cradled the sweet little girl who’d stolen my heart the moment I saw her, realizing she was one of the few things I could thank my dad for. He’d signed the adoption papers. There were still steps to the process, but Haley was mine. Soon, I would legally be Haley’s father, and the incredible woman walking by my side would legally be her mother.

  I chuckled softly after settling Haley back into her bassinet.

  “What’s so funny?” Chelsea asked around another yawn.

  “When I decided to contact you on that dating site, I was just hoping you’d give me a chance to date you,” I admitted. “I wasn’t confident you’d agree to that. Never in a million years would I have guessed you’d agree to adopt a baby with me.”

  “You’re definitely lucky to have me,” she told me.

  “That I am,” I agreed.

  “I just remembered you wanted to talk to me about something at dinner,” she remarked as I slipped into bed beside her.

  “Haley wasn’t in the mood for that tonight. I can always talk to you tomorrow,” I assured her.

  “Now’s a good time,” she insisted. “I’m already awake, and Haley is fast asleep. I got the impression it’s important.”

  “It really can wait,” I argued.

  “Just tell me what’s going on,” she pushed. “Seriously, Luke, I’m just going to spend the rest of the night wondering what you needed to talk to me about, so you may as well tell me so I can get back to sleep.”

  “Fine,” I relented, climbing out of bed and grabbing the slingshot from the top drawer of my dresser.

  Even in the dim lighting, I saw Chelsea’s eyes narrow. “Did you make a slingshot out of my panties, Luke?”

  “I thought we already agreed your panties make the best sling shots,” I teased before using it to shoot the jewelry box in her direction. Actually, I mainly tossed the box because, as I’d discovered, panties made horrible slingshots.

  “What’s this?” Chelsea asked as she stared down at the box.

  Climbing onto the bed beside her, I opened the box to reveal the simple diamond solitaire. Taking her hand in mine, I met her eyes. “Will you make me the happiest man in the world by agreeing to be my wife?”

  Chelsea stared at the ring so long, I was starting to sweat when she finally replied, “Yes. Of course, I’ll marry you.”

  And just like that, my world was perfect.

  Sultry at 30

  Delaney

  Most days, I feel like a complete fraud. I’m an erotica writer whose only lover in the last decade has needed a constant supply of AA batteries. When I told my closest friends I was going to find a lover, I didn’t plan to actually follow through. I certainly didn’t expect to have mind-blowing sex with Sebastian, a much too young man I met while shopping for a new vibrator. The scenario was even too extreme for one of my books.

  It was supposed to be one night, but Sebastian has no intention of settling for just one night. The question is, can I get past my own hang-ups and give him a chance to prove he can help me write my own happy ending?

  Author’s Note

  Dear Reader,

  I hope you are enjoying the Love Without Batteries series. This series has been a lot of fun to write so far. Next up is Delaney’s story, Sultry at 30. As I’m sure you can imagine, it will definitely involve some crazy antics and kinky sex. You’ll finally get to meet Justin Case, Delaney’s beloved vibrator and the younger man determined to win Delaney’s heart.

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  About The Author

  Cassandra Lawson is an author of paranormal romance and contemporary romantic comedy from the San Francisco Bay Area. She has always had an active imagination and enjoyed making up stories from a young age. A hopeless romantic, she loves a happy ending. When she is not writing, Cassandra enjoys baking, spending time with her family, listening to music, or curling up with a good book.