Stray Cats [High-Country Shifters 2] by Melody Snow Monroe Page B

wrapped the material in a figure eight around his wrists. She gently tugged, and he almost commented that he could get out of the restraints in under ten seconds, but she seemed to enjoy tying him up. He had to admit that his balls hardened at her mere touch.
    When she moved in front and knelt again, his cock throbbed. She tied each leg to the chair with the same flimsy tie. Her damned lips were inches from his cock, and he had the urge to move forward in the seat, but this was her show and he’d let her set the pace.
    If he leaned back and the chair legs lifted, he bet he could slip the material below the leg and walk away, but this wasn’t about restraining him. It was about sexual tension, and she was doing a fine job of making him want her.
    Once she stood, her gaze ran his length. “I like it.”
    “What are you going to do next, sugar?”
    She drew in her bottom lip and stepped back. Crossing her arms in front of her, she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. Since she hadn’t put on a bra, her round, full breasts stared him in the face. The vein that ran down the center of his cock throbbed something fierce.
    “Holy hell. You are gorgeous.” He loved a tall, fit woman who was perfectly proportioned. Sella was that woman.
    “Really?” She sounded as if no one had ever said that to her.
    “Really.” His mouth watered. “You can keep going.” He nodded to her skirt.
    Her grin tightened his balls, and pre-cum oozed out of the tip of his cock. Forgetting he was tied, he tried to reach out for her. “Damn.”
    “What?”
    “Nothing. I wanted to touch you but forgot about the ties.”
    “Touching comes later. Right now I get to touch you.” Her pert little chin notched up an inch. Damn, but she was hot.
    She turned her back and slipped her loose skirt down over her ass. Dear God, but the woman was trying to kill him. She wasn’t wearing underwear, either. She bent over, exposing the most perfect ass in the world. His mouth watered, and he imagined what it would be like to sink his cock between those round orbs.
    He had to swallow to be able to talk. “Don’t Anterran women wear panties, either?”
    “Yes, but I forgot to put them on. I was naked when you knocked. I only thought to put on a skirt. Is that okay?” She turned around.
    His cock jumped. She was shaved bare. His heart lurched. “Anything you do is okay.”
    She tossed the skirt on the bed and sauntered over to him, swaying those gorgeous hips. When she knelt in front of him and licked her lips, he had to close his eyes for a moment to compose himself. His pulse raced. It never raced. Not even when he was faced with machine guns aimed at his gut did he lose control. He inhaled, hoping to quash the anticipation. A finger pressed into his balls, and his lids flew open.
    “You’re so hard.”
    His Adam’s apple bobbed. “That’s what happens when I want something.”
    She seemed to try to hide her smile. “May I lick him?”
    “If you don’t, I might die.”
    She leaned over, and slower than a starfish’s movement, dragged her velvety tongue from one ball to another and then up his length. When she reached the tip, she drew him into her mouth, and he thought he’d gone to heaven. He didn’t think life could get any better until she grabbed the base of his shaft and pressed her fingers into his skin. He mentally urged her to pump her fist up and down and hoped she could sense his need.
    When she squeezed his cock and lifted her hand, he let out a breath. This woman took him to a place he’d never been. With her free hand, she walked her fingers over his abs and pressed her palm over his left pectoral.
    “How about sitting on me before I come in your mouth?” Though he prided himself on his control, he had none where she was concerned.
    She lifted up her head and grinned. “Okay.”

Chapter Five
     
    Sella’s pussy was so wet she couldn’t wait to make love with Will. One thing that was turning her on was