use?”
She could have sworn she saw a flash of humor streak across his expression as he turned to hang the bag on the corner of the screen used as a decoration rather than to separate any part of the room. “I will see if I can arrange something. Stand up and look at me.”
She kept her expression as bland as his while she obeyed. Maybe if she smiled at him, he might smile back. She’d try it later.
He lifted her face up by clasping his entire hand under her jaw.
“It isn’t polite to stare, you know,” she said. “Do you still need work done on your tattoos? The ones on your hands don’t make sense to me.”
“Then you should know I have observed you being impolite on more than one occasion in the last few days. They are complete.”
Her cheeks heated knowing he’d seen her staring at him.
“I prefer you in your natural state. Your eyes also need nothing in the way of enhancement. When you are made up like this, you appear more worldly. It makes me want to use you harder than I have.”
“This is the same face I wear to work,” she defended. And she’d gone lighter than that even.
“I prefer you natural. Makeup free, scent free, with hair on your body that reflects you survived puberty. I would rather taste the moisture from your skin than have my tongue polluted with creams and perfumes.”
He turned away as she went weak. Idiot body didn’t have a clue it was supposed to dry up and close tight when he said crap like that. Instead, her pussy was blooming like a flower to the sun.
“Has anyone ever told you you’re spoiled?”
“Not to my face.”
“Consider yourself told.”
“I do not forget these comments, pet. You might wish to grow quiet and simply brighten the room with your presence rather than continue to earn strikes.”
She quieted then, but only because she had nothing left to say, and watched the way his shoulders rolled as he reached up to unzip the garment bag. He turned and caught her staring. He tsked and shook his head but didn’t comment.
“What does your ink mean?” she mumbled as she blushed brighter and pretended she’d been looking at the outfit he’d unveiled. Her focus narrowed on the riding gear. “If you start waving a crop around my ass, I’m outta here.”
“That will come later.” He slipped the white shirt off the hanger and handed her a package. “Put these on the table, please.”
She took the plain white box and placed it on top of the eyeshadow palate. “What is it?” Was he joking? Or was he into BDSM? Sure, he’d spanked her, but that didn’t mean he wanted to strap her down and whip her with a cane before he fucked her silly. Did it?
“Pasties. With your breasts as firm and perfect as they are, I didn’t waste time with anything else. Put the towel aside.”
As he undid the top three buttons and put his hand through the shirt, readying to put it over her head, she unwrapped her naked body and laid the towel over the back of the chair. She looked at her breasts and felt a boost when she didn’t want to. “I always thought they were on the small side,” she said as she accepted and put on a nude thong.
“Arms up.”
She put her arms up. He slipped the shirt over her head but held it from falling past her neck. She gasped when his warm mouth covered her nipple. He took a few slow pulls that she felt right between the legs then he licked all around it and blew lightly to dry it before dropping the shirt the rest of the way.
“If they were any bigger they would not be so tempting.” He peeled the tab off the already applied two-sided tape and covered her hard nipples with the pasties before buttoning the shirt.
She eyed him when he held up his hands. He’d linked his fingers together and was holding his arms straight as if giving her permission to cuff him.
“What’s this? Role reversal? Are you into BDSM? Will we play with that?”
He gave her a stern look and nodded at his hands. “I have some ideas,” he murmured as she looked down.
Her attention was immediately captured. “Oh, my God.” She took hold of his wrists and brought him closer as a fascinated laugh escaped. “What…how did…oh, wow.” The detail in the work of art was unparalleled. “I’m speechless.”
“I should have