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Her eyes snap open to look at me before she shuffles out of her pants and resumes the position. Her legs are so long, lean, and defined and my eyes rake over them as my mouth waters. I land on her black lace panties and fixate.

Crawling over her, I nuzzle my nose at the apex of her thighs and savour the gasp she sucks into her lungs. “What’s your safe word,rainha?”

“C-Coconut,” she stammers. I can feel the bunching and tensing of her muscles.

“I won’t stop unless you use it, you understand that?” I speak against her underwear.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Um…”

I place a wet, open-mouthed kiss on her pussy. “Yes,what,rainha?”

“Yes…sir?”

“Mmhm.” I run my nose along her slit. “Good girl.”

“Oh God,” she whispers to herself, and it sparks in my chest, so much so that I don’t bother scolding her for speaking without permission.

“You like being my good girl,rainha?” I keep my voice low so it rumbles against her sensitive flesh.

She makes that animalistic groan again. “Yes, yes, sir.”

“So, are you going to do as you’re told?” I start moving up her body, gently kissing and nipping her hip bones. Sitting back on my heels, I tell her to sit up.

She does so without moving her arms from above her head and I smile at her subservience. Pulling her top over her head, I throw it to the floor. Gripping the back of her neck, I plunder her mouth with mine and lean over her, pushing her back down to the bed.

“What’s your safe word?” I murmur against her lips.

“Coconut,” she responds, arching her neck to connect our lips again but I pull away and show her what I’ve just pulled from my pocket. Her eyes widen then she arches a brow at me with a glare as I dangle my trusty handcuffs from a singular finger.

“You going to let me cuff you,rainha?”

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips and her chest moves on a deep breath. I give her a moment wondering if the flush of her chest and the dilation of her pupils are from being turned on or petrified. The dip of her chin is in confirmation but I’m not taking any chances.

“I need your words, Annika.”

“Yes, Harvey,” she breathes.

I lean over her and kiss her plump lips. “Call me Javier,rainha. Say my name.”

“Javier,” she moans, and I suck up the sound.

“Good girl, now it’s sir from here on, understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

I can only grunt my approval because my dick is now uncomfortable trapped in my shorts, but instead of relieving the pressure, I reach up and slide one cuff closed over her wrist. I thread the other through the carved wood of her headboard before securing it to her other wrist. If she’s worried about the chain ruining her pretty headboard, she doesn’t say anything. I should probably find somewhere more appropriate to secure her but right now, I feel like I may spontaneously combust if I don’t get inside her and I have to get her good and ready for me first.

Once she’s restrained, I remove her panties and sit back on my heels again. She instinctively tries to close her knees over my thighs. Gripping her knees, I gently pry them apart and look at her pink centre, bare bar from one strip of hair up the centre of her pubis. “When we’re here, like this, you don’t hide from me,rainha.”

She nods and I squeeze her knee to a point I know will be more than uncomfortable. “Yes, sir,” she gasps.

I trace her slit with one finger and see how her body tenses at my touch, her lip catching between her teeth, I watch her carefully, but I’m confident that she doesn’t need to use her safe word. Pushing in a little further, my digit slides easily between her folds.

“Already so wet for me,” I murmur to myself more than her, but she answers me anyway.