Saving Blu (Kings Reapers MC #4) - Nicola Jane Page 0,41
to pull free. I know this kind of pain, so I hold her firm against me.
“Vinn isn’t telling you because he doesn’t want you to have those images in your head,” I say with a sigh.
She looks up, her eyes red from crying and her cheeks pink. She looks so innocent. “Please,” she whispers. “Just tell me.” Her lips brush mine and I groan. This isn’t fair.
Chapter Thirteen
GIA
It’s easy to manipulate a man. I’m not ashamed to say I’ve used my body to get what I want in the past. How is it different from men pointing a gun to get what they want or using their male strength to take what they need? That’s how I managed to get Blu into my bedroom—pushing my tits against his chest and giving him my best puppy dog eyes. Maybe I didn’t have to kiss him. Maybe he would have come up here anyway, but I want all the information I can get and I know exactly how I’m gonna get it.
He looks around my room. It’s been the same decor for the last ten years, but I love it. The dusky pink walls, the grey furniture, and the fairy lights that cover my wall are reminders of my teenage years. Besides, pink and grey is back in fashion.
“What are we doing up here, Gia?” he asks. He looks so big standing in here. I bite my lower lip and his eyes narrow suspiciously. Okay, maybe that’s a step too far.
“Show me the ring again,” I say.
He pulls it from his pocket, surprising me that he carries it on him. I take it and stare at it. It really is gorgeous. I gently push it onto my finger and hold my hand out in front of me, admiring the way it sparkles. “You know Vinn won’t ever allow it,” I say with a smirk.
“He will,” says Blu confidently.
“Does it look good?” I ask, holding it up to show him. He stares at me for a few seconds, then I’m swept off my feet and pushed onto the bed with him braced over my body. His mouth devours mine and I smile against his lips because my plan is working. I feel his erection press against my thigh. I let my legs fall open and he settles there, bringing his kiss down my neck and across my chest. My new white wool dress rides up and I can feel the denim of his strained jeans press against my panties.
“It looks fucking amazing,” he pants against my skin.
“I haven’t had sex since we last . . .” I let the sentence hang in the air.
“You want it here?” he grins, looking around the room.
“I want it my way,” I whisper and he stares down at me with the question in his eyes. “I feel so out of control right now that I need to have control with this,” I explain. “I want to lead.”
He shakes his head. “Sorry, baby, but that ain’t happening.”
I run a finger over my chest and he follows it with his eyes. “Just this one time,” I pant, letting my hand rest against my breast.
“Maybe this ain’t a good idea. Vinn will wonder where I am,” he mutters, rolling away from me and lying beside me. I take the opportunity to straddle him. His hands squeeze my thighs and I don’t bother to pull my dress down to cover my underwear. I lean down, placing kisses against his strong jaw and he closes his eyes when I rub myself over his erection.
“He won’t come looking,” I whisper, running my tongue over his lower lip. “I’ll lock the door.”
Once the door is locked, I take the hem of my dress and pull it over my head. His eyes heat as he watches me approach the bed once again. I reach into my bedside cabinet and pull out two sets of handcuffs, grinning wide. I straddle him and he eyes me warily.
“The key is right here,” I say, taking the key from one of the cuffs and placing it beside the bed. “If you hate it, just say and I’ll stop,” I add, rubbing against his strained cock. He lets out a groan. I take one of his wrists and click the cuff around it. His eyes are staring at my red lace bra that’s practically in his face while I cuff his wrist to the bed frame. I make quick work of fastening the other.
Once he’s secure, I push his shirt