Seduced by the CEO by Lexie Davis Page B

about it.She slipped
her panties down her legs and he motioned with his fingers for her to come to
him.
    The dungeon had been an eye opener. She never intended
to do anything in that room, but the possibilities filled her mind faster than
she could push them away.
    “Are you wet enough for my cock?”
    She nodded. She was soaked. Micah brushed his finger along
the swell of her breast.
    “Get on the bed, face up, legs apart.”
    Kristin turned away and climbed onto the bondage bed.
The PVC sheets clung to her clammy skin. She lay in the middle with her head on
the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, legs slightly apart.
    “You look like you’re about to lose your virginity.”
He frowned. “Or become a sacrifice for some weird cult.”
    She swallowed. What the hell was she supposed to look
like? She fidgeted, anxiety building inside her. She didn’t like his cold tone.
The last time they’d been together, he’d been so gentle. He’d given her
pleasure without thinking about his own. In the dungeon, he had let her roam
about, answering any questions she asked.
    He came to the end of the bed and brushed a knuckle
along her instep. She jerked her foot away.
    “Relax, Kristin.” He pushed her legs apart and crawled
between them. He forced her hands to her sides and leaned over her to give her
a kiss. His long body fit perfectly against her. She stared into his dark eyes
as his soft lips pressed lightly against hers. The way he looked at her made
her feel like the sexiest woman he knew. Like he couldn’t get enough of her. He
was polished in the boardroom with his tailored suits and impeccable taste. But
the club brought about a different side of him, something   she liked. He’d lost the suit coat and
tie during some point. His chestnut hair was disheveled instead of perfectly in
place. He looked like a man who had spent a long day at the office and couldn’t
wait to fuck his woman.
    She closed her eyes and told herself to calm down. Maybe
not for the long haul, but for the moment, she was his woman. She parted her
lips and he slipped his tongue inside. She relished the way he tasted. Loved
the way he nipped and licked. Her resistance lessened the longer he kissed her.
Her body softened to his will. His hands bracketed her wrists to the bed while
his big body pressed her against the mattress.
    He moved slightly, pressing kisses to her cheek, her
nose, her chin. Soft, sweet kisses that she assumed were to calm her anxiety.
He nudged her chin and pressed a kiss against the sweet spot on her neck.
    Kristin finally relaxed, taking a deep breath as she simply
took in the sensations he created in her body. It started in her toes, each
kiss making them curl on their own. Her nipples beaded against his crisp shirt
as he continued to kiss and lick the side of her neck. He tightened his hold on
her wrists and pressed his pelvis harder against her.
    “I can feel the heat of your pussy through my pants.”
He pushed up from her and bent to lick one nipple.
    His cock rubbed against her. Kristin moaned and lifted
her hips to meet his. He scraped his teeth across her nipple and elicited a
shiver through her body. He had the ability to make her flesh scream for his
attention, and he used that ability well.
    “Lie still.”
    He moved away to the far wall and grabbed two loops of
black rope. Kristin took a deep breath. He wrapped it around her ankle and tied
it to the bed post, giving her little room to move her leg. He repeated the
action with the other foot.
    “Micah, I don’t know about this.” Her fear rose as he
went to the wall and grabbed a pair of handcuffs.
    “I do.” He snapped one around her wrist and looped it
through the rails in the headboard, snapping it around the other wrist within
seconds.
    Anxiety set in. “No. I don’t want this. Undo me.”
    She tugged at the binds only making them tighter. Her
breaths came in short gasps. She closed her eyes as her mind spun in a dizzying
motion. This wasn’t