“I kept thinking about you…” His voice was low, dangerous. “Thinking about how you’d sound when I finally f**k you, how your p***y would tighten around me.”
I gulped at his words. He pulled out a rope from his pocket. I looked at him puzzled.
He grabbed a piece of ice, dropping it in his mouth, he moved closer, lowering his mouth to mine, my whole body went stiff.
He placed his lips on mine, before pushing the ice into my mouth. A gasp escaped me, the freezing bite of it shocking my senses just as he shoved me down on the bed. My back hit the mattress, he grabbed my wrists and yanked them above my head before I could react.
The Rope.
Thick, firm rope wrapped around my wrists, tying me to the headboard, leaving me exposed and breathless in my underwear beneath him.
“Christian—” I
