Page 31 of Ex- Factor
I was breathing heavy, chest rising and falling.
I wondered what he was thinking—what he would do to me next.
He walked off like he hadn’t just left me tied, still trembling.
I could hear him moving around in the bathroom, running water, humming under his breath.
When he came back, his entire demeanor had shifted—back to soft, doting Silas, warm rag in hand. He knelt and gently wiped my mouth, my chest, my cheeks. Whatever sex demon had possessed him was gone. I was disappointed.
He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully wiped my face, then my breasts.
“There we go,” he said, like he was proud of himself. “Can’t have my girl looking a mess. You know I got standards.” He chuckled.
He untied my wrists, rubbing at them with his thumbs where the pressure had been.
He rubbed at the red marks on my wrists and kissed each palm like they were sacred. “Are you okay?”
I nodded, still a little breathless. I stared at him in awe.
“What is wrong with you? You switch up too fast. I was just tied up and choking on your shaft, now you being sweet and wiping my face.”
“That’s my range.”
He flashed that boyish grin again and stood, stretching like a cat.
“Now, what do you want to eat? I’m about to order something.”
I stared at him like he’d grown a second head.
“You askin’ me what I want to eat… after what you just did to my mouth?”
My voice came out dry, still recovering.
He laughed. “Yes. You burned calories. You need to replenish.”
“Your duality is… something else. I don’t even know if I like it.”
I lied.
He grinned wider at that, leaned down. He leaned in, kissed my temple—and before I could breathe, his hand was in my panties. Two fingers slid inside me without warning. I gasped, clutching his arm.
“Silas—”
“Shh,” he whispered, fingers curling until my body arched. “You like it,” he whispered, right against my jaw, slipping two fingers inside of my wetness.
I did like it. I really did.
I started moving against his hand. His fingers curled and pulled an inhuman sound out of me.
Then, just as quick as he started, he pulled his hand back, leaving me right at the edge, breath caught, thighs trembling.
“Why?” I whined, dropping my head to my chest.
“This is punishment for making me wait so long,” he said, laughing as he licked his fingers like I was something sweet.
I stared at him, panting. “You’re going to hell.”
“Maybe, but I’m hungry right now. I’ll get you Thai food. Your favorite. Then I’m coming back for that pussy.”
