Free Blade's Desire by Leah Brooke Page B

hadn’t torn. A row of snaps she hadn’t seen ran along both sides. Her breasts, now bared to him, flushed and her nipples pebbled over the top of the corset.
    “Beautiful,” Blade breathed as he produced the chain and draped it over the back of her neck, leaving the two ends hanging in front.
    He looked at her breasts hungrily and for the first time in years, Kelly was thankful to be so well endowed. She’d always thought of herself as chubby, especially next to someone as tall and willowy as Jesse, but the way Blade looked at her made her feel beautiful and desirable.
    When he bent his head to take a pebbled nipple into his mouth, Kelly pressed her thighs together against the sharp tug in her womb.
    “Mmm, vanilla,” Blade rumbled, nipping her with his sharp teeth. “I never liked vanilla anything until now.”
      When Blade shifted his attention to her other breast she writhed in his arms, trying to pull him closer. When he lifted his head, Kelly felt bereft and a whimper escaped her throat.
    “Put your hands back on my shoulders, love.”
    Kelly opened her eyes and, surprised to find her fingers tangled in his hair. Shakily she let go of the silky darkness, allowing him to straighten. She stared at him, dazed, and his tender smile and knowing eyes told her he knew just what he did to her.
    “Now, let’s get your chain attached, so we can go to dinner. I’m starving.”
    How could he think of food now?
    “You’re torturing me,” she groaned.
    “Love, I haven’t even begun to torture you. Let’s start with this.”
    Kelly watched helplessly as Blade slipped one of the rings at the end of the chain over a pointed nipple. He used the tiny screw to tighten the ring and Kelly gasped as the slight bite arrowed straight to her weeping slit.
    She bit her lip and moaned as Blade tightened the ring to his satisfaction before moving to her other breast. Her eyes closed on a moan as her nails dug into his shoulders. Breathing heavily, she fought to remain upright.
    “Let’s go, love.”
    Kelly’s eyes snapped open. Blinking, she found the bodice back in place, and the length of material once again tied around her waist to a smart little bow in front.
    A look in the mirror showed he’d put her back together without her even being aware of it. Her gaze slid over the chain which hung around her neck on either side of the choker she wore.
    The chain didn’t look like a necklace as it didn’t form a complete loop. She turned to Blade.
    “Everyone will know where this chain is attached,” she told him worriedly.
    “Of course they will, love, especially when they see me playing with it.”
    Kelly closed her eyes as a wave of longing washed over her. She never knew a man could be so inventive and intent on arousing a woman. “I won’t be able to stand it. It feels like your fingers are pinching my nipples. I can’t go out like this!”
    “Are you using your safe word?” he challenged.
    “No!”
    “We’ll see how long it takes before you do,” Blade replied enigmatically and led her from the apartment. A flash of anger came and went in his eyes and Kelly found herself wanting to make him smile.
    “You haven’t even kissed me,” she pouted.
    “I certainly did.” He looked pointedly at her breasts.
    Remembering how his mouth had felt on her nipples, Kelly flushed.
    “I meant on the mouth. Don’t you want my mouth?”
    “Don’t worry, love.” He pressed her against the wall and kissed her hungrily. When he finally lifted his head, they both breathed raggedly. Blade grasped her chin and lifted her face to his.
    “I have plans for that mouth of yours after dinner.”
     
    Once at the restaurant, a waiter led them to a curved booth in a dark corner. Feeling the heat of his body pressed against her, Kelly listened as Blade spoke to Brandon Weston, one of the owners.
    “Ethan and I are going to have to put in a few more of these privacy booths.” He looked at Kelly’s choker pointedly. “More and more