Glimmer (Glimmer and Glow 1) - Page 86

She lowered with Dylan’s guidance, her knees bent in front of her, her butt coming to rest on the leather seat. The thick leather straps were taut but springy, suspended as they were between the flexible metal frame. Dylan knelt before her, his knees on the carpet.

“Spread your thighs,” he murmured, and she realized his stare was on her pussy. She obliged, opening herself further. He put his hands on her hips and urged her sideways on the seat slightly.

“Oh,” she muttered in surprised understanding, because her pussy had just slid between the two leather straps, exposing it from below. Her body weight on the taut straps spread her sex wide.

Dylan gave a small, knowing smile at her exclamation. He drew her wrists behind her to her lower back. Her spine arched slightly, her breasts thrusting forward. She felt him fasten the cuffs together, restraining her hands behind her.

“Comfortable?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Put your feet to the side of the stool.” He gently maneuvered her left leg so that her knee was bent and the top of her foot rested on the soft carpet, the inside pressing against the metal frame of the stool. She heard a metallic clicking sound. She pulled on her foot experimentally. It was bound.

“You restrained me to this stool? Like this?” she asked, referring to her splayed, wholly vulnerable position.

“I told you,” he said gruffly, standing, “I want you at my mercy.” He walked to the other side of her. He must have noticed her anxious expression because he paused and touched her cheek. “Do you want to stop?”

Alice swallowed thickly and shook her head. Staring into his eyes, seeing whatever mysterious but nevertheless incredible thing she saw there, pushed away her anxiety. He just nodded and knelt, restraining her other ankle to the metal frame.

When he’d finished and stood, she perched on the stool, her legs spread as wide as possible and restrained, her sex and buttocks parted and suspended in the gap between the leather straps, her naked breasts thrust forward and heaving slightly as she panted shallowly in mounting excitement.

By the time he rose and came around to the front of her, she was staring at him in wide-eyed amazement. Her position was blatantly lewd, and suggestive of any number of sexual possibilities, each one dirtier than the next.

“Are you comfortable?” he asked.

“Comfortable?” she repeated, stunned. She was way too aroused and anxious to call her state remotely comfortable.

“I mean are you in any pain or discomfort,” he said, caressing her shoulder. Her nerves tingled beneath his touch. Her nipples pinched tight.

“No,” Alice said honestly.

He nodded. She met his steady stare, her heart starting to throb faster, the sensation amplified because of her stretched, exposed torso.

“You have to tell me at any time if your joints start to get uncomfortable, or if you cramp up, anything.”

Alice just stared at him, speechless.

“Alice?” She blinked. “I mean it. At the slightest twinge, call out. Do you understand me?” he repeated fiercely. “I don’t want you to suffer a pulled muscle or something. Agree to it, that you’ll speak up if you get uncomfortable or have any pain from the restraint, no matter what’s happening. I’m trusting you to do that, as much as you’re trusting me in this.” He nodded at her bound body. “Do you understand?”

“Okay,” she agreed.

His rigid expression relaxed slightly. He walked over to the bed and picked up the crop. Alice’s already escalated heartbeat seemed to redouble. A protest flew to her throat, but she stifled it at the last minute as Dylan walked toward her, the crop hanging by his side. Yes, she was unbearably exposed and vulnerable, but he was so commanding in that moment, so beautiful and exciting. He still wore his suit trousers, but nothing else. She could tell by the bulge at his crotch he’d become aroused by restraining her to the stool.

But it was the hot, possessive gleam in his eyes as he stepped toward her that silenced her protest most effectively.

“Don’t be afraid,” he said quietly, and Alice realized he’d read her anxiety despite the quashing of

her misgivings. “I told you I’d keep you safe.” He lifted her new crop and ran the leather slapper down the side of her ribs to her waist, and then back up again. Alice gasped and shivered. The leather was cool and soft, the feeling of it on her sensitive skin exciting. Dylan had stepped closer as he rubbed the slapper against the curve of her hip and the expanse of her belly. She watched his progress, spellbound, but then he slid the crop to her lower back. She lifted her head, only to stare directly at his crotch just inches away. He stood close. She could see the column of his cock as it slanted upward and at a diagonal to the left, trapped between his body and briefs. Longing overwhelmed her. She craned forward instinctively.

Pop.

“Ouch,” she exclaimed, stunned. He’d lifted the crop and slapped the top of her right buttock.

“Don’t stretch forward. I don’t want you to hurt yourself, since your hands are bound,” he said, now using the leather slapper to rub the stinging spot on her ass.

“Fine,” she muttered, throwing him a miffed glance. He smiled.

“You know I’m going to use this crop on you. Why are you acting mad because I did?”

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