Vow of Surrender

Chapter Nine

Adam's entire body responded to her touch. Her warm hand might as well have been on his skin. Her tone had become husky and seductive again. He felt bad for lying about his age, but lying was becoming natural as of late. He'd lied about his name at the club and how old he was.

Part of him knew she wouldn't judge him, but it was too late to take the lie back. For now, he would open himself up to new experiences.

"What did you have in mind?" he asked.

"I need rope. If not, a scarf will do or even a tie. And I will need a cup of ice and something to blindfold you with."

All the blood rushed rushed to his groin just at the commanding sound of her voice. He had no clue what she was planning, and the anticipation was an aphrodisiac all by itself.

"I'll see what I can find."

"And also, change into some comfortable pants and take off your shirt. Go commando as well."

He got up, his legs shaking a bit as he went into his room. He opened his top drawer wehre he kept his ties and socks and grabbed a plain black one made of silk. After he chose a second one for the blindfold, he shucked out of his clothes and slipped into some navy, loose-fitting track pants. Commando, as the lady requested.

He was still aroused, and he groaned in frustration.

"Knock it off down there. No need to blow your wad and ruin the moment."

Once dressed, he hurried to the kitchen and grabbed a cup, pushing it against the lever on the fridge. He filled it to the brim with ice before going back to the living room.

When he got there, he nearly dropped the items in his hands. Caedance had removed her pants and stood in front of the fire in nothing but her lacy top and a matching black thong. Her backside was perfectly rounded, and he just now noticed she'd dyed her hair. The caramel highlights stood out like gold in the firelight.

"Ah . . ." He cleared his throat. "I have everything."

"Good. Set it on the table then kneel so your heels are against your backside and hold your wrists upward in front of you."

Adam almost tripped as he set the cup and ties down. He moved the table so there was more space then knelt with his wrists up as commanded.

"Very good," she said. "You have been obedient tonight. That means you've earned a reward."

"What kind of reward?"

Caedance turned around again and sauntered over to him, her hips swaying in a seductive rhythm.

"Did I give you permission to speak?" she asked.

Uh oh. He'd messed up again. Tonight really was a learning process.

"No. Sorry, My Lady."

"I'll let it slide this time. Don't speak out of turn again. Do you understand?"

"Yes, My Lady."

Caedance smoothed her hand through his hair then picked up the brown tie. She wrapped it around his head, eliminating his vision, and knotted it in the back.

"From here on out, you will utilize your safe words. White means you are good to go or you want more. Grey means you are experiencing discomfort and need to change positions or ease up on pain. Black means you want to stop completely. Do not be afraid or embarrassed to use these words. And don't hold back because you're afraid of coming off as weak. Do you agree to these terms?

"I do."

"Good. Then let's begin."

She bound his wrists with the other tie then slowly eased him back so he was lying on the floor. He heard her pick up the glass but he wasn't sure which one. She hadn't finished her water, so it could be either one.