Instead of answering me, she closed the door behind us, then backed me into it and trapped me there with her body. The sensuousness of the movement, the way her curves pressed against me, it instantly ignited me. My breath hitched, and my jaw dropped as desire flooded me. God, she felt so good. She ran her nose along my jaw, sending bolts of electricity through me. I grabbed her hips, pulling her into me. The ache I had for her was already painful. If she kept teasing me, I wasn’t going to be able to give her the best night of her life…or at least, it wouldn’t be a very long night. But damn, I didn’t want her to stop.

I instantly realized, as her tongue flicked my upper lip, as her lips trailed along my jaw, as she lightly licked the inner curve of my ear, that I never should have taught her how to tease. She was entirely too fucking good at it. And while I loved teasing her, being teased was excruciating torture; I felt like I was about to fall apart. And then she whispered something…that just about made me come.

“I put some handcuffs under your pillow…if you want to use them on me.”

She pulled back to look at me, her expression a mixture of innocence and desire, and I had to mentally force my body to calm the fuck down. Jesus. She was so hot. But it was more than just that. What she was offering me was way outside of her comfort zone. I knew that. But she trusted me to give this to her, to make it an experience that she’d look back on fondly, and that warmed me. Her trust meant absolutely everything to me. I would never betray it, and I hoped she knew that.

I was almost overwhelmed by the connection I felt to her. It was so odd to me, how I’d once needed sex to feel this way, but now…just staring at her, just thinking about her was enough. Giving her a soft kiss, I murmured my affection. “I love you, Kiera. Happy birthday.”

She nodded, then her eager mouth found my lips. We undressed each other, our mouths hardly pausing. When we were both bare, Kiera pulled me over to the bed, then darted her hand under the pillow and showed me the aforementioned cuffs. I smiled when I saw they were very cheap novelty cuffs. They clicked closed, but they didn’t lock in any secure way; she’d be able to escape whenever she wanted to. I’d just have to make sure she didn’t want to.

A soft chuckle escaped me as I took them from her. “Are you sure?” I asked.