Vow of Surrender

Chapter Fifteen

Adam turned over onto his side and he draped an arm over her. Caedance tensed up, wondering if she should leave. It would be the decent thing to do. They were supposed to have a professional relationship, strictly limited to training. Cuddling and sleeping in the same bed should be off limits.

"My lady," he mumbled in his sleep. He was calling to her, and that plea was enough to convince her to stay.

"I'm here," she said softly. "I'm not going anywhere."

But you will be, she thought to herself. She would just have to make the most of these moments.

Adam smoothed a hand down her side, and she wondered if he was still asleep or trying something sneaky.

"Let me . . ." he said.

She took his hand, clasping it in hers. "Let you what, handsome?"

"Return the favor. Take care of you. Make you feel as good as you made me feel tonight."

Now she knew he was awake. Unless he was a sleep talker. She didn't know him well enough to determine if A or B were the answers.

"I told you, I'm fine. Just rest."

"Please. Show me how you like it."

Desire bloomed within her, and she was unable to resist his request. Lying here next to him was fodder to temptation, and now she was ready to bite. She slowly moved so she was sitting on top of him. He was hard again and ready for hr. She sat so her backside was pressed against him.

"Take me," he begged.

"Giving me orders now? I think not, Mr. Drake!"

She reached for the cuffs on either side of the posts and locked each of his wrists. He jerked them a few times and smiled.

"I gotta learn to stop taunting you, my beautiful deer."

"You were doing so well."

"Let me make it up to you, My Lady. Let me pleasure you."

Caedance licked her lips then slipped out of her underwear. She dropped them on the floor next to the bed then lay across his chest. "I normally take the lead, but I want to play a little game. Try and guess what I want you to do to me. If you're right, I'll let you do it. If not, I get to do to you what you guess."

"Sounds like my kind of game." He sat up a bit, his arms stretching back, restricted by the cuffs. "Do you want me to kiss you?"

She bit her lip, her heart racing at the thought. "I may have thought about that. Tasting your lips. You chained up, servicing me."

"Allow me. Taste me all you want."

She reached forward, rubbing her thumb over his bottom lip. She did this a few times before he nipped her.

"Hey!" she exclaimed. "Brat."

"That's my name, don't wear it out. Then again, I'd rather you wear me out, if you know what I mean."

She shoved him onto his back, putting her hands on either side of him and trapping him. This time, she teased his lips with her tongue. He moaned in response, fighting against the chains, visibly desperate to try and hold her. When he gave up the fight, his tongue darted out, making contact with hers, greedily stroking his tongue. He moaned into the kiss, and she lost herself in it.

"I've wanted to do that from the moment I saw you," he confessed.

"Why didn't you?"

"You didn't strike me as a woman looking for a predator. I was the prey the moment I entered your domain."

She pressed her lips to his again, kissing him with everything she had. He responded in kind, grinding against her, just as desperate for contact as she was.

"I have another guess," he said between kisses.

"Oh do you?" She sat back smiling down at him, though he couldn't see her. "What else do you think I want you to do to me, Mr. Drake?"

He leaned back against the pillow. "I think . . . you want me to keep kissing you. Just not on the mouth. If I may, I would like to show you what else I can do with my tongue."

Just the thought of it made her wet with desire. He was doing well so far, as though he read her mind. How had they gotten so in-tune with each other in only two days? It was like she had known him for years.

She moved the pillow under his head further down to support his neck then sat with her thighs on either side of him.

"I can't see you, but I imagine you're perfect," he said, blowing cool air over her nether region.

Gripping the frame, she lowered herself down. His tongue immediately went to work, and she gasped in ecstasy. He traced every inch of her, lingering in all the right places.

"You taste like candy, my lady."

"You flatter me, Mr. Drake."

He began kissing her again, making love to her with his tongue. Her hips took a mind of their own, and she let go of the bar and tangled her fingers in his hair.

"Oh, Adam!"

He responded by swirling his tongue and finding her most sensitive spot. She grinded on his face, her climax building and building. Unable to take it anymore, she moved back and sat on his erection, taking him all in. Adam bucked against her. It was a tight fit, and the pressure was a bit uncomfortable at first. It had been so long, but she liked it. They fit so well together.

"God, Caedance!"

She rose and fell against him, and he matched her pace despite being chained up. She took his shoulders in her hands, digging her nails into his skin and scoring them down his chest. She quickened her pace, the entire bed moving and shaking with each impact. Her legs grew tired, so she slowed the pace, but then he would quicken his, leaving her begging for more so she would go fast again.

"I'm going to come," he said.

"Do it. I want to feel it."

Adam raised his hips one last time, and she felt him quiver within her followed by a rush of heat. They both cried out in ecstasy as they climaxed at the same time. She pushed her sweaty hair from her face. They were both out of breath and covered in sweat.

Once she could breathe again, she unlocked the cuffs and removed the blindfold. Adam stared at her with a mixture of wonder and something else she couldn't read. She reluctantly got off of him, laying to his side.

"May I . . . No, never mind," he said.

"Go ahead. What were you going to ask?"

He smoothed his knuckles over her cheek.

"Stay with me."

She swallowed. "Adam . . "

"For tonight. I think we could both use the aftercare."

Relief washed over her. He hadn't meant it in a romantic sense. She didn't want to sleep alone tonight, not with a million emotions going through her.

"You better not hog the covers," she teased."

"Me? Never."

He shocked her by unclasping her bra and removing it before pulling her into his embrace. The complete skin-to-skin contact bonded her with him even more. No matter how things turned out with them, she knew he would always be important to her. She was in trouble. And now that she'd had him completely, she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep things platonic on her side.