Chapter 0131


    But here | am, dressed in a corset and panties, in Kent''s secret sex room, with him asking me if I’m ready to begin?


    My mouth goes dry, hanging open slightly, and | have absolutely no answer.


    Because honestly...1 don’t know what | want —


    But then.


    | see Kent''s mouth curve up, ever so slightly, as he sees the panic in on my face. As he thinks that he’s won.


    And god damn it, but it lights that fire in me. | snap my mouth shut and square my shoulders, pleased when | see that smile drop


    from his lips.


    “Sure, Kent,” | say, giving a casual little shrug, feeling a new confidence flood me that | certainly hadn’t had ten minutes ago —


    hell, thirty seconds ago. “I’m ready when you are.”


    Kent''s eyes narrow at me and he takes a deep breath in through his nose. | watch him closely, my breath and heart rate still


    raised as | sweep my eyes over him, noticing the swell of his muscles beneath his shirt, the trim line of his body as it traces down


    to his hips, the —


    The heaviness there, at the front of his pants.


    The panic and the thrill pulse through me anew at the sight of it, of what I’ve raised in him, and | feel a new perverse curiosity as


    well. | want, suddenly, to unbuckle his belt, to let his pants fall to the floor. To see it for myself.


    Which is something totally new for me. I’ve never done this before — not really. Never been in a room alone with a man who was


    hard for me, who wants to see me naked like this, who wants to...to touch me. And who, I’m realizing, | want to touch.


    | raise my eyes to his, then, and let him see me wanting it.


    Kent clenches his jaw fiercely, a predator holding itself back fromunching itself at its prey. | take a careful step closer, but he


    shakes his head and shifts his gaze.


    “There,” hemands, pointing over at a wall where | look to see a series of D-shaped metal anchors in a row about a foot


    higher than my head. “Over there, Fay.”


    | nce at Kent''s face again but then do as he says, walking slowly over to the wall and looking up at the metal loops while Kent


    moves swiftly to a cab a few feet away. “What are these for?” | ask, staring up at them.


    “I''m going to show you,” Kent murmurs,ing up close behind me, so close that | can feel the heat of him radiating against me.


    | resist the shocking new urge | feel to lean back, to press my ass against him —


    “Hands up,” he orders. “Above your head.”


    |ply, lifting my arms up, waiting, staring straight at the wall.


    “Good girl,” he murmurs, grasping my


    left wrist first and wrapping a wide


    leather cuff tightly around it. | shoot


    my eyes up to watch Slyacked (idee


    that therautdhda’s ite chain


    pee to it that leads to the


    matching cuff still in Kent’s hand. |


    watch breathless as Kent passes the


    other cuff through one of the d-rings


    above me, and then lowers it to wrap


    it around my other wrist, fastening it


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    And then...


    Then | start to really freak out.


    Because this doesn’t feel like a game of chicken anymore.


    It feels like Kent Lippert just changed


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    Fuck. Fuck.


    “I''ve wanted you like this, Fay,” Kent


    murmurs, putting his hands on my


    waist and sliding theres vdlwet Fealing


    ths enhanted ONS of my body that


    the corset gives me. “For a very, very


    long time. And I''ve never waited this


    patiently for a woman in my life.”


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