She was back in the room by the time his alarm rang.“Don’t shower. I’m cooking breakfast.” Those were interesting data. She obviously had some...hing planned. Well, he’d go along with it. But first, what did going along with it mean?“Shave?”“Definitely shave.” Which seemed to mean that she would want some kisses. That was fine, because he’d want some kisses, too.Breakfast was her cheese omelet. Carolyn cooked a variety of dinners, prepared a diverse selection of lunches on Saturdays -- most, but. Sliding my tongue down her jaw line I sucked at the sensitive spot on her neck.She squealed my name and sent a jolt to my cock that made me see stars.Gasping, I lifted my head to look at her. She was flushed and looked kissable all over, which was just what I intended to do, but I couldn't do it in Leldon's kitchen. He had a thing about his kitchen being used only for cooking food. Thus, I locked lips with her again and pulled her into the spare bathroom and leaned her up against the basin. You are then forced to place your hands behind your back and the clicking sound is heard again, again and finally one last time. When you attempt to move your hands you discover your arms are crossed behind your back and the wrist cuffs have been attached to the cuffs on your forearms. A leather strap that crosses your back holds your upper arms back firmly. You can envision the sight you must be. Totally nude, dripping wet between your legs, your breasts forced outward from your arms being. If he didn’t agree to the handcuffs, the game was over. Panic warred inside him with excitement. He’d never been with anyone but white girls, and he was about to hit the jackpot. He’d also be a hero to the team when he showed up with the candy – and the points. When she grabbed his wrist, he swallowed hard, but didn’t put up a fight. Sophie and the redhead tightened the cuffs on his wrist, and then pulled his hands up and out, cuffing them to the headboard. He was on the verge of telling Kylie.