Controlling Interest (11 page)

“I’m considering the best way for our night to continue and
how much binding to use on you.”

“How much binding?” She tilted her head. “You mean you’d do
more than just tie me to the bed?”

“Much more, if you’ll let me.”

“Are you talking about...um…
Shibari
?” Her face
colored. She licked her lips, pressing her thighs together.

“In
Kinbaku
, it’s the journey as much as the
destination that’s important.”

“
Kinbaku
?”

“The traditional term for
Shibari
. And it’s the tying
that’s the seduction.”

She looked up at him, rubbing her thighs together again. “Is
it?”

Tor swallowed, his cock tightening with anticipation. “Yes.”
He leaned forward to trace his thumb along her cheekbone. Her eyes were wide
but trusting, and few things were as sexy to him as the trust of a submissive.
His
submissive. “You really are beautiful, you know?” he murmured.

“You don’t have to say that.”

He met her gaze again. “No, I don’t. I’m saying it because I
mean it.” He leaned down and brushed her lips with his. When she attempted to
deepen the kiss, he lifted his head.

“Now what should you say if you want to stop?”

“Red.”

He nodded. “And if you’re uncomfortable or uncertain?”

“Yellow.”

“Correct. Are you certain you want to continue, Mouse?
You’ll let me bind you?”

Now was the moment of truth. Would she go forward? She bit
her lower lip and stared at him. Considering him. He wanted to touch her.
Caress her. But this decision had to be all hers. He wouldn’t coerce her in any
way—not even with her own desire—or his.

“Yes, Master. I want this. I trust you.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he whispered, his voice rough with
emotion. “Let me find us some rope.”

She nodded. His stomach twisted as her trust radiated from
her. God, she
was
beautiful like this, and every time he looked at her,
she grew lovelier.

Mouse watched him clear the floor of their clothes and enter
his large closet. She licked her dry lips as she listened to him move things
around.

He made several trips to the bed, leaving lengths of rope
secured by something looking like a chain stitch and a pair of safety shears.
He crossed the room to a small refrigerator and brought back two bottles of
water. He handed her one.

“Drink some of this.” She took it and looked at him. “You
need to stay hydrated. Drink.” Mouse opened the bottle and drank some of the
water. “Now stand up beside the bed.” He held out his hand and she took it,
smiling as he helped her stand.

Mouse contemplated the possibilities. She should be scared,
but instead her clit started to throb as she grew moist.

“This is turning me on,” she whispered, surprised. Just
thinking about it aroused her. She could only imagine how incredible it would
be when he’d finished tying her.

“I know.” He caressed her briefly. “We’ll start with
something fairly simple tonight.”

He walked to the side of the room to kick off his shoes and
socks then peeled off his pants before returning to her. He was hot—as hot as
she’d imagined. His wide shoulders and narrowed hips were knit together with
firm muscles which were lightly covered with ginger hair. Mouse longed to run
her fingers over him…from head to foot. But she didn’t, instead waiting for his
orders.

Tor picked one of the ropes from the bed, loosening the
chain stitch that kept it looped together then he took a slow deep breath.
Closing his eyes, he ran the entire length of the rope through his fingers and
then he turned the rope over and went back in the other direction before slowly
opening his eyes. Something about him had changed. His focus had narrowed on
her, putting him utterly in the moment. His gaze struck her to the core, making
butterflies collide in her tummy and her nipples tighten.

“Come here, Mouse.”

Her breath hitched at the command in his tone. Without a
word of dissent or sass, she approached. He brought the rope over her head so
it lay against her chest like a very long necklace. She looked up at him.

“Are you ready, love?” he asked.

“Yes, Master.”

“If you change your mind, use your safe word.”

“I understand. May I caress you while you tie me?”

“Not tonight. I need to concentrate.”

Mouse nodded. If she couldn’t touch him, at least she could
look at him and feel his fingers as they manipulated the rope against her skin.
He stared at the rope where it rested along her breastbone.

“I’m going to tie a series of knots down the rope.”

“Pearls?”

“Yes. Very good.”

She dropped her gaze, only for it to be captured by Tor’s
impressive erection. While she stared at his cock, he reached forward and took
the rope in his hands. He created one knot at her breast bone just slightly
above her breasts. As the rope slid along her skin, she shivered. It was soft,
caressing her as it moved. He tied another knot just below her breasts then
another high on her abdomen and one low on her belly. Each touch of his fingers
or the rope teased her. Sensitized her, so she was almost painfully aware of
him. The rope now hung down along the center line of her body in front of her.

“Now we reach a special knot,” he purred.

He crouched in front of her with his hard cock straining
upward along his abdomen. She wanted to suck him so badly, but her only task
right now was to obey, so her hunger remained unanswered, her clit swollen and
throbbing. Tor looked up at her and their gazes locked. He grinned.

“I think you’ll like this one…at least at first.”

He took the two strands of loose rope in his fingers,
pulling it against her. His fingers slid between her pussy lips, pinpointing
her clit. She jumped at his touch then he rubbed the hard nub lightly, making
her squirm and her pussy dampen. He withdrew his touch, tying a knot before he
drew the rope between her thighs.

“Widen your stance.”

She obeyed, still watching him. He pulled the rope up in
back so it was drawn between her swollen pussy lips in front and between her
ass cheeks in back. The knot he’d tied rode just above her clit. She might
survive it if she didn’t move too much.

“That doesn’t look quite right.” He parted her labia so he
could see where the knot fell, making her face flame. Tor’s stare made her feel
naughty…sexy. His brow crinkled as he studied the knot’s placement. “Nope. It’s
a little high, isn’t it, sweetheart?”

“No, it’s fine.”

He glanced up at her, grinning. “Oh no, Mouse. I’m not going
to let you off easy on this one. I want you wriggling every time that knot
presses against your clit.”

“If you move the knot, I’ll be wriggling nonstop.”

“Exactly.” He eased the knot enough so he could slide it.
“Reach behind you and hold the rope for me while I adjust this.”

“Yes, Master.”

He chuckled when she sighed. The rat. Yet, as the knot
pressed tight to her engorged clit, Mouse shuddered. God, it felt good. The
adjustment he made to the placement of the knot had her longing to reach down
and move it. The pressure was constant, making her breath quicken.

“Very nice. Now turn around.” Mouse obeyed, releasing the
rope when he took it out of her hands. “Pull your ass cheeks apart.” She gasped
but complied. Her face heated as she imagined how she looked to him while he
surveyed her ass. The swipe of his finger against her tight asshole made her
jump again, emitting a little squeak. He laughed and stroked her again. This
time she didn’t jump. Instead she bit her lip, closing her eyes as he gently
caressed her. She pushed back toward his probing finger, yearning for
penetration.

“Yeah, you like that. Don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yes, Master,” she murmured.

She continued to spread her buttocks, wondering what the
hell he was up to when his touch was withdrawn. The rope pulled tighter again
and she gasped. He stood up behind her, pulling the rope up along her crack.
She groaned. There was a knot in the rope pressing against the tight bud of her
asshole. Mouse shifted, wanting to move the tormenting rope. Even a little bit.
But he read her like a book.

“Stay still, Mouse.” She obeyed, letting go of her ass. “Did
I give you permission to let go?” His voice was soft, but there was a hint of
stern menace that sent a shiver of excitement curling through her.

“I’m sorry, Master.” She reached behind her to part her
buttocks again, waiting for his next play.

His fingers brushed the base of her spine and she couldn’t
suppress her whimper. Then she felt his breath against her shoulder. He tied
another knot, this one rested against the sensitive curve of her lower back.
His fingers brushed mid-back as he tied another knot then he drew the ropes
upward and connected them with the rope resting at the back of her neck before tying
a final knot. Tor pressed closer until she felt the moist tip of his cock brush
her ass, resting between her buttocks. She sighed, leaning back against him,
enjoying the feel of his chest hair teasing her shoulder blades. Mouse pressed
her ass against him so his cock rode along the crack, using the knot to tease
him too. What was sauce for the goose was definitely sauce for the gander.

He groaned softly in her ear. “You may let go of your ass
now, pet.”

She obeyed, continuing her slow tease. He set his hands on
her shoulders and leaned forward, his lips trailing along the side of her neck.
Her breath hitched as she tilted her head to allow him better access. Her eyes
drifted closed. She’d never been more present with a lover…or more aroused. It
was as if he knew just what to do to tighten the coils of her arousal. He moved
with her and she sighed as his cock rode up and down between her buttocks.

“How do you feel, Mouse?” His soft question brought forth
only a wordless moan. “No, sweetheart. Words. How do you feel right now?”

“Turned-on.”

He chuckled. “I’d guessed that. What about this turns you
on?”

She forced her eyes open as his hands lightly stroked down
her arms then back up to her shoulders. “The way you’ve focused on me. Like I’m
the center of your world.”

“You are.”

She pursed her lips, fighting the desire to say, “Yeah, sure
I am.”

“Mouse, turn around and look at me.”

Reluctantly, she turned around to meet his gaze, wiggling as
the knots teased her clit and ass. She blinked as she met his gaze, reading
absolute sincerity. He meant what he’d said.

“You really feel that way?”

“Yes, pet. I do.”

He lowered his head, taking her lips. She opened for him.
Allowing him inside. His tongue twined with hers. Tasting her. Teasing her.
Then he lifted his head, lightly biting her bottom lip. Tugging just to the
edge of pain before releasing her.

“Open your eyes, Mouse.”

Only then did she realize that she’d left her eyes closed.
She had to force her eyelids to open. But when she did, it was worth the
effort. His expression was gentle. Loving. As if she was the most precious
thing on earth. As if she was his most prized possession.

He lightly trailed his fingers along her cheekbone. “You’re
lovely…and you’re mine,” he breathed. Mouse smiled.

“Yes, I am.”

He reached behind her to catch the strands of rope he’d left
hanging from the knot. Tor carefully checked to make sure there was play in the
rope running vertically along her body. Evidently he was satisfied.

“Are you ready to continue?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. So am I.”

He pulled the separate strands of rope under her arms,
running first one line and then the other through the vertical strands of rope
between the pearls above and below her breasts. As he pulled the ropes through,
the vertical strands parted to form a diamond.

“Turn around.”

She obeyed and he did the same along her back. He directed
her to turn to the front again. Once more, he pulled the rope between the
pearls, only this time it was between the knot under her breasts and the one
along her upper abdomen. Again he turned her, running the individual strands
between the vertical ropes along her back. She sighed when he rotated her to
the front. The slow rhythm of the tying hypnotized her and she swayed slightly,
loving the way the rope enfolded her body. It was like a hug. A hug that
encompassed every inch of her torso. Finally, he turned her to face him once
more, pulling the ropes through the knots between her upper and lower abdomen.
Then he tied off the harness.

Mouse looked up at him. “Are we done?”

“No, sweetheart. Not yet. But we’re going to pause for a
moment so I can do this…”

He gathered her into his arms, using the extra rope he held
to tug her close. She loved being controlled this way, sighing as he wrapped
his arms around her. The extra length of rope in his hands brushed against her
buttocks and legs. Teasing her senses. Tor dipped his head and took her mouth.

When he kissed her, she felt…safe. Protected…owned. She
lifted her arms to his shoulders to clutch him. She wanted them to merge.
Become one. But she didn’t know how.

With his tongue, he teased her lips apart. Their breaths
mingled and combined, beginning the process she longed for. Mouse breathed him
in, sharing her breath with him. Tor nipped her lower lip gently before dipping
his tongue into her open mouth. She met his kiss with enthusiasm and hunger,
groaning when he twined his tongue around hers.

Reluctantly, Tor lifted his head. She tried to prolong the
kiss, but he stopped her, smiling when she looked surprised. Mouse was so
incredibly beautiful wrapped in his ropes. For the first time in his life, he
knew what it felt like to truly
own
his submissive. Other dominants had
told him he’d never forget his first time, but he hadn’t believed them. They
were right about the intensity of it. However, he knew that for him there
wouldn’t be a second time…or a third. There would only be this time with this
one woman whom he’d waited his whole damn life for. Tor wanted this night to
live in her memory forever as their
real
first time together.