Eva Saul started out as a waitress in a small town, but now she’s traveling the world with Tom Deacon, devilishly handsome and between the sheets, he’s a downright demon of deception. Only Himuro is on their trail, and he’ll do whatever ...
Eva Saul started out as a waitress in a small town, but now she’s traveling the world with Tom Deacon, devilishly handsome and between the sheets, he’s a downright demon of deception. Only Himuro is on their trail, and he’ll do whatever it takes to get Eva back into his bed. Himuro has to get Eva back.
Tom is counting on it.
This is part two of the new billionaire series: Billionaires of the South.
Warning! This book contains heavy elements of BDSM and bondage with strong Domination and Submission kinks.
Himuro tied some soft straps around her wrists until they were bound together. He moved her arms up and brought her carefully forward until she was underneath where she suspected the hook was. She felt it tug her upward until she was hanging precariously over the floor, the very tips of her toes feeling the fabric of the carpet.
Unable to see, Eva could only wait in anticipation as she heard Himuro cross the room. There was the sound of wood being shuffled like a drawer opening. He came back across the room, standing so close in front of her that she could inhale his scent.
“Do you know about this?” Himuro’s lips traced along her cheek as he spoke. An ice cold sensation pressed right to her neck, just below her jaw line, sending an instant shiver down her spine. “A razor-sharp blade is very deadly, and yet you would be surprised at how much pleasure it can draw from your body.”
Eva felt a tear wetting the blindfold -- relief, fear, pleasure and lust mixing together.
Himuro used the cold knife to cut away the dress from her body. She understood now why he had selected that particular one for her that day. He started right at where the dress was bunched up at her shoulders, and then slide the knife lengthwise down either side of her body, starting at the delicate skin of her armpits, and then down along the side. The dress slipped away from her easily, and she felt a breeze and knew there were windows opened to the cool night air.
Eva felt the edge of the blade trace along her now bare skin. Every couple of minutes the blade was removed, replaced by another with a fresh cold sensation. She guessed there must have been a variety of these knives nearby, kept cold just for her.
“Audrina,” Himuro breathed in a heated whisper, the coolness of the knife traced down her shoulder to the crest of her right breast. “I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve been thinking of this night for a long time.” The sharp edge was removed from her and then replaced with a fresh cold one.
Eva was unable to answer, her body shivered under the fear that the knife may bite into her skin, and the thrill of its kiss. It made her mind shut down completely. Her vulnerability scared her to no end.