Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343

Sophia’s POV

The ropes came next.

He started with my left wrist, looping the silk around it with practiced efficiency before searing it to something i codite

a hidden anchor point in the bed frame. Then my right.

I tested the bindings instinctively, found them snug but not cutting off circulation.

Hed done this before, I realized with a sick jolt. Probably in this exact room, with God knows how many

“Lucas- My voice cracked on his name, desperation bleeding through despite my best efforts to stay

“What did I say about begging?” He trailed one finger down my sternum, between my breasts, over my stom waistband of my panties-the only thing I still wore. ‘It doesn’t suit you.”

Then came the blindfold.

The world went dark as soft fabric settled over my eyes, and immediately every other sense sharpened to an almost pants degr

I could hear my own breathing-too fast, too shallow-and the quiet rustle of Lucas moving around the room. The beneath me with each of his steps, sending ripples through my body that made me feel seasick

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” he said, his voice coming from somewhere to my right. Im going to touch you Taste you. Make you things you don’t want to feel. And you’re going to lie there and take it.”

I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek, tasting copper.

His mouth found my collarbone first-a gentle kiss that made me flinch despite myself. Then another, lower, tracing

swell of my breast.

path down to the

His tongue flicked against the sensitive skin, and I hated the way my body responded, nerve endings firing against my will

Still so responsive, he murmured against my skin, satisfaction thick in his voice. Even when you’re trying so hard to hate me.

He was taking his time, mapping every inch of me with his mouth like he was memorizing a rate bed traveled a thousand times before When bis teeth grazed my nipple, I couldn’t stop the sharp intake of breath, and I tell him smile against me.

There she is.”

His bands joined his mouth, one sliding up my ribcage while the other fraced patterns on my inner thigh, never quite touching where he

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knew I didn’t want him to touch.

The waterbed rocked gently beneath us, each movement amplifying the sensation of being adrift, unmoored, completely at his mercy.

I lost track of time. Minutes? Hours? It all blurred together into an endless catalogue of touches and tastes and the maddening awarene of my own helplessness. Without my sight, every sensation was magnified tenfold-the scratch of his stubble against my stomach, the warmth of his breath on my skin, the way his fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave bruises.

When he finally pulled away, I heard him moving around the room again, opening drawers, the clink of something metal. My pulse spiki

“Remember what I said about making this interesting?” His voice was closer now, right beside my ear. “I meant it.”

Something cool and smooth pressed against my ankle-a leather cuff, I realized, as he buckled it into place. Then another on my other ankle. He spread my legs wider than was comfortable, securing them to what I assumed were more hidden anchor points, and suddenly I was completely immobilized, spread-eagled on this ridiculous waterbed like some kind of offering.

“Perfect,” he breathed, and I heard the smile in his voice. “Now we can really begin.”

What happened next existed in a strange, dissociated haze. I felt everything—God, did I feel it–but somehow I wasn’t really there.

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