Promise Me Forever: Manhattan Ruthless
: Chapter 54

“Are you sure?” Drake asks, frowning.

“Yes, I’m sure, Drake. And you don’t fool me. I can see your hard-on from here. I know you want this as much as I do.”

He gives me a huge, slow smile. The kind that turns my core to molten lava along with all my organs.

“Of course I want this. If it were up to me, I’d have you tied up all the damn time, mi rosa. I’d have permanent access to your cunt and your ass and your mouth, and I’d keep your gorgeous body strung up and ready for me to play with twenty-four hours a day. That I want this is not in question.”

It’s so hot when he talks to me like that, and there’s a definite damp spot on my panties now. I know why he’s being cautious, and I love him for it.

I slowly tug on the string that holds my wrap dress together and let it slide to the floor where it pools around my feet. I already removed my underwear, and now I stand before him completely naked apart from my pearls and my smile.

His face darkens, and the tent in his suit pants gets even bigger. “Jesus fuck, Amelia.”

“Drake, I want this,” I say clearly. “A traumatic thing happened to me, and yes, it was terrible. But what would be truly terrible would be if it stopped me from enjoying life. Enjoying sex. Enjoying Shibari. What we do together is nothing like what those assholes did to me. Being tied up by you is nothing but pleasure—sweet, sexy pleasure. I’m not going to have some kind of flashback to what they did. This isn’t going to make my trauma worse. It’s going to help me. I want the last rope marks on my skin to be made by the man I love and trust more than anyone in this world.”

His eyes rake over my body, hot and dark. He stands up and prowls toward me. “I’m sorry,” he says. “Were you talking? I was distracted by imagining you tied up and begging for my cock.” He winks and leads me toward the bedroom where he keeps his ropes. Then he stands me in the middle of the floor and runs his hands over my naked flesh, giving me goosebumps. I shiver as he looks me up and down, his eyes assessing, biting his lower lip. My nipples pucker in response to his scrutiny.

“Are you planning what to do with me?” I ask, my voice small and breathless.

After removing several lengths of rope of all different thicknesses from the large wooden chest that holds all his equipment, he wraps one of them around my neck, very gently, then tightens the coil until I gasp. He pulls my pearls around it and uses both to tug me toward him. His hand goes to my bare ass, and he slams me into his hips. “I am, my little vixen. And you are going to love every fucking minute of it, aren’t you?”

I nod, my bottom lip caught between my teeth as I pant for breath, excitement and desire curling up my spine. “Yes sir.”

He groans. “You know what those words do to me, don’t you?”

“Yes sir.”

“God, you’re such a naughty fucking girl. Maybe I’ll spank this beautiful ass while you’re tied up for me. Shall I do that?” He slips his hand between my thighs, and his fingers toy with my sensitive flesh until I whimper.

“I asked you a question, Amelia.” He circles the tip of his finger at my wet entrance, teasing me.

“Yes please,” I gasp out, and he rewards me by sinking inside me. My knees buckle, and I would drop to the floor if he weren’t holding me up.

“Always so damn wet for me, baby.” His voice is a low, commanding growl.

I press my face against his chest and nod, my knees trembling as he finger-fucks me so slowly and skillfully that pleasure lights up every cell in my body.

“Drake,” I whimper, fingernails digging into the taut muscles of his biceps.

“I know, baby. You’re so fucking snug and wet. I’m gonna play with you all night.”

Oh, holy hell. My orgasm builds quickly and fiercely, ignited further by his filthy talk. I hold onto him, my entire body trembling as he sends me over the edge, sinking deeper and harder while his thumb brushes over my needy clit.

Coming down from the highest of highs, I sag into his arms. He carries me to the bed and lays me down on it. His eyes are dark and fierce as they rake over my body. “That was all for you, baby.” He licks his lips. “Now it’s my turn.”