Rebecca’s POV
My pulse immediately quickened.
I knew exactly where the pin was. It was hanging across the room with the other keys, exactly where I had seen it last night.
Don’t look.
I forced my eyes to remain on Kaden as he removed his coat and tossed it over the back of a chair. When he turned toward me, something about his expression had changed. There was none of the playful darkness I’d seen the last time he’d brought me here.
He simply stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
Kaden walked toward me slowly. "Nothing."
"Then why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because I’m trying to figure out how the hell we ended up here again less than twenty-four hours later."
I gave him a small smile. "Regretting it already?"
"Not even slightly."
He stopped in front of me and reached for my waist, but his touch was surprisingly gentle.
Then he glanced toward the other side of the room.
"No BDSM play."
I blinked. "What?"
"No toys. No restraints. No games." His gaze returned to mine. "None of it."
"Why?"
"Because I don’t want that."
Something about the seriousness in his voice made my stomach tighten.
"What do you want?"
"You."
My breath caught.
Kaden lifted one hand and brushed his thumb softly across my cheek. His forehead lowered against mine.
"I just want to make love to you," he whispered.
My heart gave a painful thud.
Make love.
Why the hell did he have to call it that?
I had prepared myself for desire. For rough kisses. For the kind of distraction that would eventually leave Kaden exhausted enough for me to steal the pin.
I hadn’t prepared myself for tenderness.
"Kaden..."
He kissed me before I could finish.
Not desperately.
Not roughly.
Slowly.
His hand settled at the back of my neck while his other arm wrapped around my waist, drawing me against him. I closed my eyes despite how hard I tried not to, my fingers curling into his sweater as I kissed him back.
For a few minutes, the pin disappeared from my thoughts.
So did Kane.
So did the choker.
There was only Kaden.
When he finally pulled away, he pressed another kiss to my forehead before looking down at me.
"Still okay?"
I nodded.
His lips curved slightly. "Good."
He took my hand and led me toward the bed.
My stomach twisted as I followed him.
This was supposed to be simple.
Get inside.
Wait until he slept.
Take the pin.
Leave.
Instead, when Kaden gently brushed my hair away from my face and kissed my lips, I felt like the worst person alive.
He kissed me so deeply, his mouth moving over mine with a slow, agonizing passion that made my entire body melt against his. His hand slid beneath the hem of my sweater, tracing the warm skin of my stomach before pushing the fabric up and over my head. He tossed it onto the floor, leaving me standing at the edge of the bed in just my bra.
Kaden pulled back for a second, his dark eyes burning as they traced the swell of my chest. His large hands reached around my back and unhooked the clasp of my bra in one smooth, practiced motion. The lace slipped away, and my breasts fell free into the cool air of the room.
"Fuck," Kaden growled low in his throat.
Without waiting another second, he leaned down and took one swollen nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his thumb pinched the other. A sharp gasp tore from my throat, my back arching as liquid heat pooled between my thighs. He nursed at my chest like a starving man, his hot tongue swirling over the peak until I was squirming under his touch.
While his mouth remained anchored to my breast, his hand slid down to the button of my jeans. He popped it open, dragged the zipper down, and gripped the waistband, pulling the denim down to my knees. He broke the kiss, dropping heavily to his knees on the floor between my legs. With quick, impatient tugs, he pulled my jeans and lace panties off together, tossing them aside.
Kaden didn’t immediately touch me. He took a small step back, remaining on his knees as his gaze slowly roved over every single inch of my bare body. He shook his head, a dark, wicked smile playing on his lips.
"You look fucking good," he whispered.
He leaned forward slightly, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the warm air between my thighs. "Fuck, I can smell your wetness from here."
His husky, raspy voice sent a violent shudder through my core, making me ache for him even more.
Kaden stood up and began undressing. He unbuttoned his shirt in record time, shoving it off his broad shoulders before unbuckling his belt and pushing his trousers and briefs down his legs. Within seconds, he was completely naked before me, his heavy length fully erect and resting against his stomach.
I swallowed hard, my eyes locked on his muscular frame. Fuck, I wanted him. My body was betraying every single brain cell telling me to run, aching for the touch of the man standing in front of me.
"Sit," he commanded softly.
I scooted back slightly on the bed, resting my weight on my hands. Kaden dropped back to his knees on the carpet, reaching up to wrap his large hands around my knees and spreading my legs wide open.
He leaned in and pressed his tongue directly against my center, licking me from bottom to top in one long, wet stroke.
"Kaden!" I gasped, my hands instantly flying to his dark hair, my fingers tangling in the thick strands as he buried his face between my thighs.
He ate me out with a slow, relentless rhythm, his tongue flicking over my sensitive pulse point while his hands reached up to play with my nipples. He pinched and rolled the hard peaks, sending shoots of electricity straight down to my pelvis. My legs began to shake uncontrollably, the strain in my thighs making the intensity almost too much to bear.
I moaned loudly, throwing my head back as the pleasure built. Kaden slipped one finger deep inside me, curling it upward as his tongue continued to work over my clit. The stretch inside me, combined with his wet mouth, shattered my control. I fell backward onto the mattress, my legs spreading even wider as I let out a breathless scream, my body shuddering through a powerful, intense orgasm.
While I was still floating through the high, my breath coming in ragged gasps, Kaden stood up. He walked over to the small table by the wall and picked up a small velvet case. He opened it, pulling out a pair of silver nipple clamps connected by a thin, delicate chain.
He returned to the bed, his dark eyes locking onto mine as he gently pinched one of the soft clamps and secured it onto my sensitive peak. A sharp, sweet sting shot through my chest, making me let out a high-pitched moan. He attached the second clamp to my other nipple, the light tugging weight sending fresh ripples of heat straight down to my aching core.
The contrast between his raw tenderness and the wicked edge of the weighted clamps drove me completely wild.
I pushed myself up onto my knees at the very edge of the bed, my bare body flushed red, the thin chain between my breasts swaying softly with my heavy breathing. I looked down at him, my gaze dark with pure, unfiltered desire.
"Let me taste you," I whispered.
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