30 - Tied Up

30 - Tied Up

Mia

I opened my eyes when James pulled away, looking at me with such intense eyes that I had to hold down a shiver. He tentatively looked at me, licking his lips. I squirmed underneath his heavy gaze and reached up to him.

“No.” His frame loomed over me, his fingers unbuckling the belt on his pants. “I’m gonna take my time today, okay, Princess?”

I nodded, too entranced by his long fingers and strong thighs straddling me and lazily pulling the leather belt out of the loops. My mouth ran dry when his hand reached down and squeezed my waist.

“I need answers, brat.” His tone was dark. “Use your little mouth.”

Swallowing, I met his eyes and said, “Y-yes, Daddy.”

“What’s your safe word?” James asked, leaning up and holding my wrists down on the mattress above my head. I squirmed more. Gasping when he pressed his weight over my stomach, glaring at me. “Quit moving and answer me. What’s your safe word?”

“Peach,” I breathed.

“That’s right.” His jaw was clenched when he looped