Chapter 30

“Did I tell you how sexy you look in that robe?” Coming back over to me, he sat down with one leg on the floor while the other folded on the couch. Sinking his hand behind my back, he helped me sit up and adjusted my back against the hand rest. My wrists were still bound, but he seemed in no rush to release me from the torture.

“The moment I saw you, I wanted to peel it off you,” he whispered huskily, not even trying to hide all those sinful things he wished to do with me.

He leaned in to press a kiss on my jaw. “And then take you on this very couch.”

I sucked in a sharp breath, my head space dazed and devoid of all thoughts and worries. The only thing that mattered right now was the pulsing ache between my legs that only he could fill.

“Just fuck me al—”

But he didn’t let me complete it. This time when his lips came slamming onto mine, there was no softness or gentleness or slowness in his crusade.

It was rough, brutal, and absolutely mind-numbing.

Lips smashed, teeth clashed, tongue