Chapter 376

AMELIA “Jesus fucking Christ, Amelia. You’re exquisite, you know that?” My entire body flames with desire at his praise. Nobody has ever made me feel as good about myself as this man does. Like a lot of women, I suppose, I’ve occasionally thought I was a little overweight. I’ve never hated my body, but I’ve also never felt particularly beautiful or sexy, certainly not in recent years. The way Drake is looking at me now, though, his dark brown eyes so full of need and adoration, I feel … not only beautiful, but invincible. He crawls between my spread legs and presses a soft kiss at the top of my inner thigh, right above a thick twist of rope. A low growl rolls out of him, and my body recognizes that sound. My core clenches at it, the reaction oddly Pavlovian. He growls, I vibrate. My arms are tied behind me, coils of hemp twisting like snakes from my wrists up to my shoulders. More lengths of rope are pulled across my breasts, one above and one below my nipple, the friction of them rub