Chapter 51. Brave Girl

Eryn’s POV

My mouth is dry, and it falls open as I look between the belt and Atticus. I do trust Atticus, but I am terrified at the thought of being restrained.

Atticus is moving slowly toward me, running the belt between his fingers. He grabs me by the shoulders and spins me around. I lose my balance and fall back against his hard chest. Wrapping the belt around my body, Atticus pins my arms to my sides.

Holding the belt tight with one hand, he uses his other to unbutton the front of my jeans. I struggle against the belt, but I am helpless against him. His hand slides into the front of my jeans, and he tugs playfully at the strip of hair above my apex.

“If you want me to stop, just tell me,” he says firmly. “I will put this belt away, and we will fall asleep in that tiny bed.”

“Okay,” I breathe out.

“Do you want me to stop?” He groans.

My fear of being restrained is beginning to subside as I wiggle against the belt. I know Atticus wo