Page 77 of Chains
Smiling warmly, she met his gaze. “I’m just trying to figure out where you got all this stuff to cook. I know it wasn’t from my kitchen.”
“I went to the store while you were sleeping. And this time”—he grabbed her hand and squeezed it—“I used your key to get in and out.”
“As opposed to what?”
“You don’t wanna know.” He winked and leaned over and kissed her softly.
“I’ll trust you on that one.” Autumn stood up and picked up their plates. “I’ll do the dishes and you relax in the family room.” She glanced down at Cinder, who was curled up at Chains’s feet. “I think you have a new friend,” she said, pointing at the cat.
“Yeah, we bonded this morning. By the way, I filled her bowl with dry food—it was pretty low.”
“Thanks.”
From under the sink, Autumn snagged and tied on an apron before rinsing the plates and stacking them in the dishwasher. The scent of leather and soap swirled around her, then Chains slipped his arm around her waist, drawing her back into him.
“You look sexy in that apron, baby,” he whispered in her ear. “I’d love to see you in it with nothing but a thong.” He nuzzled her neck, and her stomach flip-flopped while her skin buzzed.
Autumn leaned back into him and wiggled her butt against his erection. “Nice and hard,” she muttered.
“All because of you, darlin’,” he replied in a thick voice.
“And did you want me to do something about it?” she whispered, turning off the faucet.
“What did you have in mind?”
Autumn twisted around and pressed close to him, then began to rub against him, the friction driving her wild.
“Fuck, baby,” he rasped.
She dug her fingers into his T-shirt and frantically tugged it upward. Chains bit her neck and shoulder, then his mouth took a lower path toward her breasts. His warm hands slid beneath her top and across her bare back, his touch sending a rush of tingles through her. When his hands cupped her breasts, Autumn arched into them, and he lowered his head and peppered kisses across her chest. Through the fabric of her sheer bra, he flicked at her nipples, driving them to hardened points as arousal surged through her senses.
“Chains,” she murmured as he fastened his mouth on one of her nipples, sucking hard at the thin fabric. He bit and nipped and she moaned, pulling him tighter to her. It felt so good that Autumn feared she’d explode right then and there.
“Your tits… fuck, baby. I just can’t get enough of you,” he said. Then he pulled away and dragged her to over to the couch.
As she lay on the sofa, shivers rushed up her spine while she watched him undress, his gaze never leaving hers. He bent over her and lightly kissed the good side of her face while those talented fingers tweaked her nipples hard.
“We’ve got all day,” he whispered against her ear. “And I plan to take advantage of every fuckin’ second.”
As he peeled away her clothes, sprinkling the exposed skin with kisses and nips, Autumn closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the delicious sensations.
