Holding Skye by Summer Graystone

Author:Summer Graystone [Graystone, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2017-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

She stood naked in the hall, waiting for him. Her heart raced, her hands trembled as she waited for the sound of Elijah's steps on the stairs.

She heard it, the soft thud of his foot on the bottom stair. Immediately, she dropped to her knees, head bowed, back straight, hands folded just as he'd taught her.

He stopped in front of her and she knew he was looking down at her, eyes traveling over every inch of her body. He'd told her once the anticipation—the promise of this moment—was sometimes almost too much to bear. But he would never show that to her, never when they were like this, in their roles. But she knew right now they were closer than they almost ever could be.

"Enter, Skye."

The shiver that ran through her had nothing to do with the breeze that caressed her naked body. She slipped past Elijah, moving to her spot on the carpet, toes aligned along the edge of the large burgundy rose. She refolded her hands and waited.

Elijah walked around her in a slow circle. She watched through lowered lashes as he crossed in front of her, his bare feet whispering across the carpet. Then he disappeared from her line of sight but she knew exactly where he was. It was like every inch of her skin was attuned to the warmth of his body, tracking his breathing, his heartbeat.

"I want to do rope play with you, Skye. Lie on the bed."

"Yes, Sir." She heard the excitement in her voice, and she knew Elijah heard it as well. The last time he'd tied her up, she'd orgasmed so hard she'd strained muscles in her arms and legs. But the pain afterward was worth it.

She climbed on the bed, lying on her back, watching Elijah unlock the cabinet that held his toys. He was wearing only a pair of dark sweatpants tonight, and even though this wasn't unusual, tonight it excited her, brought a flush of arousal coursing through her. Then again, rope work did that to her.

Elijah was reaching out, touching various ropes, feeling them, testing their weight. He loved ropes, loved tying her up in intricate knots. It was something she didn't really understand, his love of the actual material. She knew she liked the way the ropes felt against her skin, but more than that, she loved the gradual loss of control, giving over everything to Elijah. By the time he was finished…

"This."

She was caught between looking at what he held, and dropping her eyes. After all, she was still under obedience. But with rope, things were sometimes different with Elijah.

"You may speak. Do you like this?"

Elijah had a length of white rope and she recognized it as the hemp he'd used before. It was as soft as a kiss on her body, but if she moved just so, the burn against her skin was amazing. The marks it left against her skin were subtle, but they'd last for days. She could touch them, reliving the session.

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