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Her head lifted as she positioned herself on her elbow. Slowly, she looked down to her wrist.

“You have real cuffs? Like the kind they wear in the.” She stopped and blushed.

“The photos you like to look at? Yeah, I do. Do you want to try one and see how it feels?”

Silence. Kody hesitated for only a moment as her breath deepened. It was enough to make me reign in every ounce of control. We wanted the same thing, but we weren’t there yet.

“Hold on.”

I leaned forward, reaching behind the back of the bed. Kody gasped, moving closer as I pulled the cuff free from the lower back side.

“You’ll have more room than it coming directly from above. It’s set up for you to be outstretched. I can change that if you want. Would you like it over your head?”

“Please.”

Thump-thump. Thump-thump.

My pulse skyrocketed as I changed out the position of the cuffs. One in view now, but both would be available when it was time.

“I’m going to give you some privacy. I have some shirts in the top drawer. Take a shower and change out. Call me when you’re ready.”

“You want to put it on me?”

I pulled up her wrist, not breaking eye contact as I kissed against the inside, over her scars.

“Every night. My cuffs, my rules.”

Chapter 16

Kody

Maybe I should have said no thanks. It’s not like it was vital I had to sleep with the cuff on. I just wouldn’t be able to sleep as well. I was so tired. Nervous.Intrigued.Should I do this? Would it make this need worse? Better?

I opened the bathroom door, feeling the large shirt brush just above my knee as I came face-to-face with the bed. With nothing underneath, taking in the cuff on my silk pillow, I’d never felt so exposed. It couldn’t be helped. I had no clean undergarments. I was stuck like this until I was able to get clean clothes in the morning. And that cuff…

A slight shake took over my hands as I walked over and opened the bedroom door. Jase leaned against the wall, a look on his face that stole my words. No, it stole my sanity. Thinking was impossible. Moving didn’t even register as he stepped in to hover over me.

He reached forward, untwisting the towel from my head. My wet hair cascaded down, falling over my shoulders as he let the towel drop to the floor.

“I can’t believe you’re really here. Are you ready?”

My fingers drew in, and I quickly nodded, finding my feet as his hand flattened at my lower back. He let me walk to the bed at my own pace, leading, but not pushing.

“You don’t mind? You said your cuffs. I’m aware there’s a dynamic, but I don’t know much about the lifestyle—”

His finger pressed against my lips, cutting me off.

“Climb up.”

I glanced at the pillow, leveling my knee on the comforter as I obeyed. Jase waited until I covered up before he sat on the edge of the bed, picking up the cuff from where I’d laid it.

“Hand.”

Slowly, I brought it up from my lap. My body was buzzing, humming with pings of need. My legs wanted to shift and add friction. I closed my eyes, feeling the pressure from Jase’s large fingers wrap around my wrist.

“Open for me. See me. You can’t close yourself off to this. That’s not how it works.”

My lids fluttered through the nervousness, but I managed to meet his smoldering stare. He liked this.A lot. And it fit everything I knew of him. This felt like a natural part of Jase. So much so that his energy fed mine. The shaking eased. The fear faded.