Jason on the couch, his hands up behind his head, wrists in handcuffs, which were locked around the wood beam that the couch backed up to, the one that bisected her small living room.
More shocking-standing in front of him was Mike, her neighbor.
Holding a gun.
Mike! she cried in shock. What are you doing?
Mike was fiftysomething, tall, reed thin, and an ex-cop. Hed been shot while on duty last year and medically discharged. His head whipped toward Lizzy, his eyes widening at the sight of her standing there in nothing but a towel. Lizzy. He gulped, then quickly looked away. I caught this guy trying to loot you.
I wasnt- Jason broke off when Mike waved the gun at him.
You shut up. Mike was a good guy whod been through some bad stuff, including coming back after being evacuated during the big fires to find his house had been robbed.
Jason isnt a looter, Mike, hes She broke off and looked at Jason.
At her hesitation, Jason slid his eyes in her direction and arched an eyebrow.
Considering that the guy had a gun on him, he should be terrified. But he looked more annoyed than afraid, especially at her pause. A friend, she said, not looking at him again. Hes a friend.
Jason snorted.
Mike frowned and took another peek at Lizzy, specifically her tiny towel barely covering her wet body, and gulped again. Are you sure?
Yes, she said firmly, ignoring Jasons sardonic gaze. Very sure. Please put the gun down.
Mike lowered the gun and rubbed his jaw. Sorry, he said to Jason. But weve been robbed blind before. He turned back to Lizzy, still clearly willing to kick some ass. Ive been checking for Cece, but havent seen her. The cell service was so spotty, I couldnt call you. He stuck the gun in the waistband of his jeans. Sorry again, he said in Jasons direction, and moved to the door.
Mike? The key?
Oh. Right. Mike shoved a hand into his pocket and fished out the cuff key, tossing it to her.
Lizzy shut the front door behind him, then leaned against it and looked at Jason.
Stretched out and cuffed, the muscles in his biceps and chest stood out in bold relief. His hands held on to the beam, wrists bound, and she had one clear thought.
Sweet mother of God.
He was still wet, still big and bad, and if she wasnt mistaken, also fairly pissed off.
And sexy. God, so sexy.
You going to bring that key over here? he asked silkily. Or stare at me all day?
LIZZY APPROACHED JASON wearing only the towel and a matching blush. Im sorry.
He lifted a shoulder and watched her, hoping her towel would do him a favor and slip. It was the least she could do. I have no problem with the cuff. I just prefer to be the one doing the cuffing.
She blushed deeper. Her knees bumped his as she fumbled with the key while trying to keep her towel from falling off. Im so sorry. Im trying to free you. Hold still.
Back in high school you once told me to let someone else make the first move. He jerked his hands and the cuffs clinked noisily, reminding them both that he couldnt make any move at all. Maybe this is one of those times.
She went still. This woman already made her move. She told herself no more.
Because youre afraid.
No. Not afraid. Wary.
His eyes softened. Id never hurt you, Lizzy.
I know that.
Do you?
Yes. She had to kneel on the couch to reach his hands. Plus, she had to lean over him. Two things that worked in his favor, especially considering that the towel-the only thing covering her-got caught beneath her knees and very nearly slipped.
Unfortunately, she stopped and tugged it back into place, securing it by once again tucking the ends between her breasts. She reached for the cuffs. Are you all right?
Im not shot, he said. So, yeah.
He wouldnt have shot you. She grimaced. Probably. Look, I really am sorry. If Id known what was happening, Id have-
What? Come running out here completely naked?
She dropped the key.
He looked at it on the floor, then into her face. She nibbled on her lip and went to shift off the couch to get it.
Then stopped.
What, are you enjoying me helpless and at your mercy?
Hed only been kidding, but then she murmured with some surprise, A little bit, yeah. I think its the power. It went straight to my head.
He looked into her eyes and saw it, along with something else-excitement. Ah, Lizzy, dont you know? Youve always held all the power. Here He spread his fingers, the biggest gesture he could make. Do what Ive never let anyone else do. Have your merry way with me.
Are you telling me youve never let a woman have her merry way with you?
Never, he murmured. Be kind.
She stared at him, her hair falling like a silk curtain to her shoulders, her breathing speeding up a little. His did, too, because though hed never had a bondage fantasy, he was nothing if not flexible.
And then there was how he felt about this woman. How hard hed fallen. How much she meant.
Hed do anything for her.
Including this.
She looked down at him, at the way his shirt was clinging to his torso, molding to his skin. Her mouth opened a little, as if she needed it that way just to breathe, and he went hard. He knew the exact moment that she knew it, too, because her eyes widened and her breathing quickened. Were mad at each other.
Apparently certain parts of my anatomy didnt get that memo.
Huh. She moved, and he thought thats that, shes done, but it turned out she wasnt done, not by a long shot. Slowly, she slid her thigh over his, lowering her weight more fully over him as her eyes drifted closed.
His entire body reacted to the sight of her straddling him, her lips parting in a hungry sigh, her hands going to the back of the couch on either side of his head as she rocked her hips to his and pretty much sent his heart rate through the ceiling. Lizzy, he managed, sounding low and husky even to his own ears. He reached for her, came up against the confines of the cuffs and swore roughly. God. I want to touch you-
She slid her hands to his face, tilted up his head and kissed him.
Deep.
Long.
Hard.
No, she wasnt finished, not by a long shot, and she made a soft sound deep in her throat as she turned more fully into the kiss, not holding back.
He opened his mouth wider, moaning when she slid her tongue deeper, her hands tightening on him. He wanted to tighten his hands on her, too, wanted to run them up the outside of her thighs and under that towel where he knew she was all soft, satiny smooth skin.
But he couldnt, and when she broke off the kiss, he was slow to pull back from the only connection he could make, taking his time, breathing her in, letting his mouth rest on hers so he could absorb the soft tremors that shook her, shook him. God, Lizzy.
But he couldnt, and when she broke off the kiss, he was slow to pull back from the only connection he could make, taking his time, breathing her in, letting his mouth rest on hers so he could absorb the soft tremors that shook her, shook him. God, Lizzy.
Humming her agreement, she kissed his jaw, his ear, revealing to him what shed so readily denied with those very lips only a little while earlier-that she wanted him, that she needed him, that she felt more for him than shed intended to reveal.
Jason? she whispered, her mouth on his throat.
His eyes had drifted shut, his fingers flexing, itching to touch her. Yeah?
Lifting her head, she held his gaze. She rose up on her knees, then got to her feet and, still looking right at him, her hands went to the towel tucked between her breasts. For over twenty-four hours, youve done everything in your power to be there for me. To keep me safe.
You kept me safe, too.
Im trying to show my gratitude here.
Sorry. Carry on- He swallowed hard as she let the towel slip an inch.
Then she dropped it to the floor, and the only sound in the place was his breath catching audibly in the silence. God, she was so damn beautiful.
Actually, I have a confession.
Somehow he managed to lift his gaze to hers.
Im not that grateful.
No?
No. She climbed back into his lap, giving him a heart-stopping view when she spread her legs over his.
Completely naked against his completely clothed body, she sat on him, eyes closed, mouth open, head back, her sweet, soft skin flushed, her body clearly aroused, and he thought hed never been so turned-on in his life.
Uncuff me so I can help.
In a minute. She ran her hands up his abs, her fingers cool and not quite steady as she lifted his shirt. Is that okay?
That you take a minute? Take as many minutes as you want, just please, God, dont stop.
She laughed and shoved his shirt up farther, pressing her mouth to his chest. She kissed a pec, then ran her tongue over his nipple.
Unable to stay still, he rocked up, and she wriggled, better seating herself on him. Her nipples were hard and pouty, and when he fought the cuffs, once again trying to touch her, her belly quivered. Her thighs were still spread, still revealing the most gorgeous view, disclosing exactly how turned-on she was, having him sprawled out beneath her like he was.
She did like her control, his Lizzy, and knowing how hot she was only made him all the hotter, and he thrust up again, until she let out a soft whisper of pleasure as his jeans rubbed at her.
More, she whispered, and dipped down, taking her mouth on a little tour over the middle of his rib cage, nibbling at his absand then her fingers went to the waistband of his jeans.
And he held his breath.
Are you comfortable? she asked softly.
Are you kidding? I have the woman of my dreams naked on top of me, her fingers in my pants.
Before last night, I hadnt done this in a long time. She popped open the buttons on his jeans. I dont know why.
Because you didnt have a pair of handcuffs-God, he exploded on a rough breath when she freed him, wrapped her hands around him and stroked.
I didnt mean the cuffs. Thats completely new. I meanthe sex. I think its because I forgot how to let someone in.
Over the expanse of his chest and stomach, her gaze eyes met his, hers more open and honest than hed seen yet from her and he reached to touch her, needing to touch her, but once again was thwarted by the cuffs. Let me loose, Lizzy, he said hoarsely. I want to touch you.
Ja-
Youre still in the drivers seat, he promised as she rose up and leaned over him with the key. Its all you. I just want to- When his hands came free, he ran them down her back, and because she was still leaning over him, her breasts an inch from his face, he indulged himself there, too, drawing the hardened tip into his mouth to suck.