Never Break the Chain

Hour 12

    "Steph..." Lindsey nudged her with his elbow.

    "Hmm?" Stevie lazily opened her eyes, raising an eyebrow at him.

     "Look." He pointed at Mick who was passed out snoring, Stevie giggling.

    Lindsey reached over her and dug in his hand in to Mick's front pocket. Stevie's eyes widened in disgust. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Shh." He silenced her, retreating his hand and moving it to Mick's other pocket. His eyes lit up finding what he was locking for. Pulling them out, Stevie's eyes went wider seeing a pair of keys.

"Lindsey." She hissed at him.

He smirked, shushing her and bringing their locked hands up. Sliding the key in to the lock they heard a click, the cuffs falling off their wrists.  He set the keys on the coffee table.

Stevie rubbed the raw skin on her wrist, hesitantly looking at Lindsey. "What do we do now?"

    He grinned at her, his arm sliding around her shoulders. Pressing a kiss against her lips. He kissed across her cheek, moving to her neck then her ear. "Get in the bedroom Nicks."

   Stevie's heart raced, watching as Lindsey stood up. Setting the handcuffs aside,she went to stand.

   "Bring them."

   "What?" Her eyebrows drew together.

   "Bring the handcuffs."

Her blood ran hot, slowly reaching for the metal cuffs. She slowly stood, the cuffs dangling from one finger.

Lindsey slowly approached her, his hands reaching out to grab her hips as he pulled her body up against his.

"Linds?"

"Shh, Angel." He silenced her, pressing his lips against hers. "Bedroom, now."

Stevie nodded in agreement, letting him drag her to the back room. Shutting the door and locking it behind them.

    Lindsey pulled her to him and kissed her, his hands winding round her, wandering over her back, then moving down to squeeze her ass. Suddenly his hand moved away and slapped down with a crack. The sharp sting and rush of heat flooded through her body, scorching tingles radiating out from just below her clit, and Stevie trembled, a gasp breaking from her lips. Her hands grabbed at his shirt, ripping a button to tear it off him, so she could feel more of his skin.

He took her top and she lifted her arms up so he could undress her. Lindsey pulled it up over her head, using one hand to hold it at her wrists, pinning them together above her head and kissed her again. Stevie ground herself against him, feeling the tingling increase. The feeling of captivity and restraint gave her another rush of warm wetness and she felt a deep, animal need to have him inside her.  Her breathing was coming in gasps now and her chest heaved in the constraints of her bra.

Suddenly, she could feel cool metal touching her wrists and she looked up to see Lindsey  attach one bracelet of the handcuffs to her wrist. He threaded the second bracelet through the beam hanging a odd  the ceiling and clicked it shut around her other wrist, leaving her arms imprisoned above her head.

Stevie gasped. She'd been taken completely unaware by his movement and before she'd realised what was happening, her hands had been bound. Lindsey was smiling, the grin lighting up his face as his hand reached out to touch her side, stroking the sensitive skin of her curves. His hand travelled up, over her smooth skin of her belly to caress her breasts through her bra.