GABRIELLE’S POV
My throat ran dry and my legs didn’t cooperate with my mind. I wanted to move, to get on the bed but all I could do was stand there and stare at him.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked.
I nodded, my throat too tight to speak.
He lifted me easily, walked across the room, and dropped me on the bed.
A surprised gasp tore from my lips.
He walked into his closet and returned with a pink vibrator and a black rod-like object. I had never seen it in real life before, but I had seen enough movies and read enough dark romance to know what it was.
It was a black metal restraint bar with padded plush cuffs.
My pulse spiked, my heart pounding wildly against my ribcage. A delicious shiver of anticipation went up my spine.
“What was your safe word again?”
My eyes snap
