Page 82 of Darn Knit All

To my surprise, he withdrew, reaching for a candlestick. I watched, swallowing as he relit the snuffed wick, then held it over my chest.

“You liked me decorating your skin, didn’t you, Mai?”

I nodded breathlessly, watching in anticipation as the wax pooled into a single drop, hovering on the edge.

“I’m going to cover you in wax, pretty girl. Then lick you until you come.”

I shuddered at his erotic words, hardly able to reconcile that this man was the same person I’d spent the last few years teasing.

The first drop of wax hit my skin, hot and stinging. I gasped at the sensation, back arching involuntarily as the sting faded to a cool warmth. Theo grinned down at me, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

“You like that, baby?” he purred, tipping the candle to spill more wax onto my chest. Each drop sent a jolt of pleasure-pain through me, heightening my arousal.

“God yes,” I panted, writhing under his ministrations. “More, please.”

Theo obliged, creating intricate patterns across my breasts and down my stomach. I’d never been someone into anything even remotely kinky, and yet here I was, a puddle of sensation, my world narrowed to the slide of hot wax on my skin and Theo’s intense growls of praise.

“Fuck, you’re stunning.”

This man is a danger to my heart.

The thought coasted over me, flitting away as he gently dotted my torso, creating an elaborate artwork. By the time he was satisfied, my underwear was soaked and pleas seemed to stream from my lips in a never-ending cycle.

Theo blew out the candle and set it aside. “Beautiful,” he murmured reverently, lowering his head to lick my erect nipples. “You’re gorgeous, Mai.”

His hand trailed down my torso, soothing my overly sensitive skin. He rested his palm on the edge of my pajama pants and waited.

“Yes,” I said, arching up toward him. “Please.”

Together, we shimmied the pants down my legs until I was left in just my underwear.

Theo kissed his way down my body, nuzzling the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my underwear and looked up at me again, silently asking for permission. I nodded frantically, lifting my hips so he could slide them off.

As he tossed the material over his shoulder I realized the height of the table would be a problem for him to kneel on his leg. Pushing up onto my elbows, I opened my mouth to suggest we move to the bed but Theo beat me to the punch.

Hooking his arms around my thighs, he lifted my bottom off the table and bent until his mouth was on me. Gasping, I slumped backwards as his clever tongue explored, teased, and tasted turning me into a quivering, moaning mess.

His fingers found my core, teasing my entrance as his tongue flicked over my clit. I cried out, my hands fisting in his hair as I tried to pull him closer to get more of his sinful mouth on me.

“Patience, Mai,” he chuckled against my skin. “I want to savor you.”

He slid one long finger inside me, stroking in time with the licks of his tongue. My head fell back against the table, lost in a haze of pleasure as I surrendered to the sensations.

Theo added a second finger, curling them to hit that perfect spot inside me. I writhed beneath him, gasping his name like a prayer as the tension coiled tighter and tighter.

“That’s it, baby, let go for me,” he encouraged. “Ride my face, filthy girl. Take what you want.”

His tongue returned to my clit and I shattered, my body shaking with the force of my release. Theo worked me through it, drawing out my pleasure time and time again until I finally begged him to stop, unable to take any more.

Gently, he helped me off the table and shuffled us over to the bed.

I curled on the quilt cover, panting, shellshocked, unable to comprehend how this man—this beautiful golden retriever of a man—had turned into a fucking wolf in the bedroom.

He disappeared, and I could hear the sound of running water. When he reappeared, he held a small tube of something in one hand and a washcloth in the other.

“Let me take care of you,” he murmured, gently rolling me onto my back.

With tender hands he removed each drop of wax, gliding the cool cloth over my sensitive skin. He followed with little dots of aloe vera.

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