Page 46 of Hunted By the Headless Horseman
Yes, my Belle. I have done my best to resist all your sweet advances over the past few days. I care not if it’s impossible with no sight. Every touch of your body, every thoughtful sigh and sparkling laugh, the sensual fragrance of your skin and hair, every brush of your form has conspired against me.He caresses my face while sifting his other hand through my hair, unraveling the ribbon and spilling my curls down my chest and back.
I battle tears with everything he says and does.
You possess me. Body, mind, soul. I have already given my long-lost heart to you, my Belle. If you will have it.
Oh, god, I adore him! Overjoyed, I throw my arms around his neck. “With all my heart, Jackson Elias Moore!”
I hear his dark chuckle in my mind as he swings me around once before setting me on the ground and cupping the sides of my neck, tilting my jaw upward.Do not get too carried away, my beloved Belladonna. Believe that I will fulfill my promise to fuckyou until you cannot walk. And ravish you. If you are mine, your pleasure is mine to command. All boundaries?—
“Take them!” I whisper. “Take them all. Sir.”
My beautiful good girl. Come…
He takes my hand and leads me to the fireplace, where he lowers me to the floor. I take a moment to brush my fingers along the wool throws while he prepares the tea.
I notice the books sitting nearby and smile at the lovely mix of autumn-themed smut, dark romance, and gothic classics.
Now…he hands me the mug before planting himself with his back to the antique sofa, parting his legs, and directing me between them.Until the night is dark and the final ember is burnt out, you will read to me, my Belle. And I will rouse you accordingly. No whimpers or cries will be permitted as usual. When the time comes, I will fuck you hard and fast, an impassioned coupling. Only then, you may scream to your lovely heart’s content.
Provided everything the diviner stated was accurate, my head will return. You are not permitted to look, but I will spend all night ravishing you, Belladonna Holloway. I will kiss and mark every part of your exquisite flesh. I am utterly starved for you. Thirsting like a half-dead man in a desert seeking his paradise. Is everything clear?
At first, I nod, wide-eyed, heart beating so hard, it’s desperate for him to jump my bones. Remembering he can’t see, I manage to croak from my dry throat, “Crystal.”
Good. Now, select a book. And read. For, I long to lose myself in your words as you enthrall me until I cannot control myself, and I utterly forget the meaning of what itis to be a gentleman.
I scramble to snatch up the first book I can, open to the first page, and part my lips to read…
18
You. Will. Scream
JACK
“For the love of bloody pumpkin heads, can I please moan or whimper?” she pleads desperately.
I pause. And smirk internally at those heaving breaths. Yes, I have tortured her for the past hour. I have not removed her lovely dress, though I have done away with her boots, stockings, and underthings. I toy with her corset strings, loosening but not quite untying. But with my hand between my legs, occasionally playing with her clit or stroking her breast, pride rises in me, knowing how I am driving her mad with desire.
A few glowing embers linger in the fireplace, but I will hold to my word. Only a few candle flickers remain.
No.I chuckle darkly as she groans in frustration. I’ll allow that groan and no more.Please continue. Such dark passages require a steady and somber voice, my Belle. I expect you to show decorum and sensibility.
“What. The. Flippety. Flying. Fuck?” she practically squeals.
I give a light slap to her sex, reveling in the wetness shedding all over my gloves.Language, my sweet summoner. You have earned yourself a punishment for such.
“Decorum. Like the decorum of your iron damn cock throbbing against my ass with every word I read?”
Oooh, my dastardly girl just stuck out her tongue and made that infernal blowing sound.
Trust me, my Belle.I cup her lush breast.I have resisted you this long, and you may last a little longer. I enjoy your voice. And your torment. And my manhood will do far more to your ass later tonight.
“Oh. My. Holy. Hecate! I didn’t know that was on the menu.”
I intend to feast upon you all night in every way a man can taste a beautiful woman. My cock will do the same. Do you wish for a safe word, my Belle?
She says nothing at first, and I continue idly stroking her breast, careful not to rub her nipple quite yet.
“N-no. If I trust anyone regardingthat, it’s you, Jack. I trust you with everything. Maybe it will lead to my downfall, but right now? I don’t give a damn.”
