Dipped in Holly (Nick and Holly, #1)

by Dana Isaly

“Arms behind your back,” he commands. I do as he says and turn my head to watch him as he plugs the multicolored lights into the outlet next to the bed. He stretches them out, and the bed dips under his weight as he climbs behind me. He grabs a couple of pillows and lifts my hips, placing them underneath me so that he has a better view or better access—either one I’m okay with as long as he touches me soon. I’m starting to crave his warm and calloused hands on my skin. He begins to tie me up with the lights, looping and twisting them around my arms until he reaches my wrists. The rest of the lights continue on over and under my hips before they go down my right leg and he ties them off. Nick kneels behind me, groping and squeezing my ass, using his thumbs to spread me apart for him. That little stretch makes my pussy pulse with need. He blows cool air across my heated flesh, and I shove my face into the covers and moan. When I inhale, I breathe in his scent, and it turns me on even more. I’ve never done anything like this in my life. I’ve never had a one-night stand or let anyone, especially a stranger, tie me up in bed. I’ve never called anyone Daddy, and I definitely haven’t ever orgasmed as hard as I did downstairs on his bar. It’s reckless, and yet everything about him turns me into a puddle at his feet. “I’m going to spank you five times,” he tells me, and I can feel my body tremble. I’ve had fantasies like this—what girl hasn’t? But being faced with it in the mo...