Whistleblower (PALADIN Book 1)

Eden looks alarmed when I return with two sets of handcuffs. I hardly notice because she’s down to her see-through thong and bra. A tornado could come through my bedroom and I wouldn’t notice while she’s in the room, almost naked, looking like this. I might be overestimating my self-restraint with what I’m about to suggest.

She nods to her dress that she draped neatly over my reading chair. “It’s my favorite dress.”

I lift one brow. “Well, it’s off your body, so I guess it gets to live another day.”

She doesn’t laugh at my joke because she’s staring at the cuffs in my hand. Looking nervous, she holds her elbows and rubs her bare feet anxiously against the wooden floor. I’m scaring her.

“What’s wrong?”

“I said you could tie me up with something soft,” she murmurs. “Those could hurt.”

I strut over to her, expecting her to back away, but she plants her feet, her big honey-brown eyes are steadfast. What I’ve learned quickly about Eden is that a little danger turns her on. Maybe just with me, because deep down she feels safe, but the truth is, the nerves make her all kinds of wet.

She jumps at the loud clunking when I drop the cuffs by her feet. I strip my shirt off and toss it to the side. “They’re not for you.” Making two fists, I hold my wrists out and nod to the cuffs on the floor. She bends down and picks up one set, questions flickering in her eyes. “One set on me, and one set to cuff me to the bed.”

She eyes me cautiously but proceeds to handcuff me like an expert. She even tucks her two little fingers through the metal ring to make sure I’m comfortable before stepping back to examine her work. “Do you have a key for the double lock?”

“Right pocket.”

She digs in my pants pocket and finds a key ring with several little tools. Using a flat pick, she slides the bar of the double lock to the right and mumbles under her breath. “These are old school.”

“You know your stuff, Bambi. Have you done this before?”

“Done what, exactly?”

I smirk. “Put the keys on the nightstand so you don’t lose them.” She plays my game, padding over to the nightstand and dropping the keys with a clank against the hard surface. She returns to me a little antsy.

“Now what?”

“Take off my pants.”

She rips off my belt hastily, more out of nerves than anything else it seems, then yanks down my pants and briefs. All right. I’m naked. I was planning on drawing that out a little longer, but I carefully step out of my clothes that are bunched around my ankles and kick them to the side. I don’t love being cuffed, it throws my balance off kilter, but for the moment it’s necessary.

“Ah,” I groan when I feel the most enticing warm, wet sensation at the end of my erection. I was expecting Eden to ask another question, not sink to her knees and swallow the tip of my rock-hard cock.

“Eden, wait.” I reluctantly step back.

“What’s wrong?”

I lie flat on the bed and roll once so I’m positioned in the middle of the mattress. She takes my unspoken cue and straddles me, the other set of cuffs in her hands. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes.”

I raise my arms above my head and she exhales deeply before clamping one cuff around the iron rail of the headboard and the other around the center chain of the pair on me. I tug in the air, making sure they’re secure. “Good work, Bambi.”

She narrows her eyes at me. “I’m lost. What’s your game here? Do you want me to tease you or something?”

“My hands are occupied and it’d be hard to get your sweet pussy in my mouth in this position. So, I guess the only way you’re coming tonight is by riding me until you’re satisfied.”

“Linc, it’s not going to work.”

I smile innocently. “I hope it does because you’re not going to free me until you come on my cock, Eden. I don’t care how long it takes.” I jerk my hands, making the cuffs clank against the headboard. “I’ve got all night and then some.”

“What if you don’t last?” she asks with a torturously teasing smile. I pump my hips, making her ass pop off of me briefly. She squeals, then giggles.

“Don’t underestimate me, baby.”

Eden presses her soft lips against mine while placing her palms on both of my cheeks. She kisses me affectionately, with just a light trace of her tongue, sending an uncomfortable tremor down my back. The way she touches me is so intimate. I like it…I just need more time to get used to it, because when she looks at me, it’s like she’s really seeing me…

And I pray that she sees more good than bad.

Pressing her body against mine so I feel her firm nipples through her lace bra against my bare chest, she plants a final kiss on my cheek and whispers in my ear. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life, Linc. Underestimating you…underestimating us…won’t be one of them.”