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“Shh. You’ll enjoy this,” Rafe whispered.
His low soothing tone calmed her, though her body temperature rose a few more degrees. An erotic sensation lit her senses as she felt his hands on her stomach, his fingers burning her flesh. They glided up the flat plains of her abdomen and outlined the mounds of her na**d br**sts. Where had her shirt gone?
“Trust me,” he whispered, his mouth caressing her ear while his hands slid underneath her arms, his fingers stroking the sensitive skin as he lifted them higher. Clasping her wrists together, he swiftly tied a silk scarf to them.
Tight.
Before she had a chance to resist, she was locked firmly to the bed, unable to move her hands, unable to escape his touch. He kissed her wrists with feather soft pressure, his tongue gliding along her beating pulse, then moving down her arms and over the top of her collar bone.
“Do you like this, Ari? Do you want me to stop?”
“No… Please…” she pleaded with him. She wanted more. She opened her eyes, but only saw black and felt the gentle presence of a mask over her eyes, impairing her vision. Instead of fear, it only heightened her pleasure as his hands and mouth continued stroking her body.
His hands cupped her br**sts, his slightly callused fingers circling her sensitive peaks, but not touching her where she ached, needed to be touched.
“What do you want, Ari?”
“. . . You…”
“Mmm. And where do you want me?”
“I want your mouth on my… on my ni**les,” she cried, embarrassment washing through her, but knowing he wouldn’t touch her unless she begged him. Rewarding her, his thumbs brushed simultaneously across her peaked ni**les, making her cry out.
They were painfully hard as he circled the tight buds before pinching them and drawing another cry from her. She needed more. Her legs opened on the bed, her body begging him to touch her where she ached, end the torment she was feeling.
When she was ready to cry out again, she felt the wet slide of his tongue across her nipple at the same time he pinched the other side, making her back arch off the bed from the intense pleasure.
“More!” she cried out, yearning for his touch. She pulled against her restraints, wanting to touch him, needing to pull him closer. She shouldn’t be doing this, but she didn’t care. She ached all over, her body shaking with unfulfilled need that only he could quench.
“Ah, don’t get greedy, Ari, or I’ll have to stop. I’ll just place my hardness in your sweet mouth and relieve myself, leaving you here to suffer,” he threatened as he pulled away from her br**sts.
She whimpered in submission, willing to give him anything in that moment just as long as he continued what he was doing.
“Are you going to behave?” he demanded.
“Yes. Yes, I promise,” she gasped as his hand settled on her stomach.
“Good, Ari. That’s what I want to hear. I want your obedience. In turn, I’ll give you great pleasure, and you will satisfy my needs. ”
“Yes, Rafe. Please, more,” she agreed with a scratchiness of pure desire in her voice.
His warm breath blew across her wet ni**les, making them stiff as they reached up toward his hot mouth. His lips closed over the tight bud and she felt him suck hard, his tongue swirling around the swollen ni**les.
It wasn’t enough.
His hand began moving down her smooth stomach, his fingers dancing across her skin as he reached her thigh. His thumb grazed the pulsing flesh of her pelvic bone, teasing her as he circled her swollen womanhood without touching its center, without relieving the burning ache inside her.
She knew better than to cry out, demand more from him. If he stopped, she’d die. Surely a person couldn’t come to the brink of so much pleasure only to be left tied to the edge. She’d rather perish than feel such a pulsing desire only to be left unfulfilled.
His mouth followed his hand as he kissed her between her br**sts, then moved down her torso, slowly circling her belly button, before gently nipping the soft skin of her stomach. It was all so good, every place he touched relieved the ache for a brief moment, before the burning returned even greater than before.
He moved further down, his lips caressing the inside of her thighs, his tongue sliding out to caress the soft skin where her legs met her core. Just a little bit further… she begged silently.
She twisted her body, trying to lead him where she desired him most. She heard a soft groan escape his lips as she felt his warm breath caress her swollen womanhood. The sound of his pleasure heightened her very own, knowing she turned him on. . . he actually desired her. A shocking thrill spiraled down her spine at the thought.