Page 23 of Ensnared
"Please don't do this." A tear slipped down her cheek and fell onto her breast.
Dimitri's eyes seemed to follow the movement like a predator calmly watching from the tall grass, ready to strike.
Some part of her expected him to pounce. To take that growing danger shining in his hard crystal blue eyes and expend it all on her at once. But the feel of his lips softly settling over the fallen tear as if absorbing the taste was not what she prepared herself for. His arm holding her to him pulled her in tighter, crushing her breasts to his face as he worked his kisses up each curve of her breast carefully avoiding her budding nipples. Up and up, he kissed her until he finally settled over her mouth and claimed her once again.
Eve clenched her eyes shut and tried to focus on her hatred for everything about this even as she gave in and kissed him back. He was giving her no choice, everything he was doing was expertly calculated and executed. His tongue was slow and all-consuming as he devoured her thoroughly. His hand was back again, gently toying with her sex, ghosting over and over her clit while her nipples rubbed against the material of his shirt. He was torturing her with his endless teasing.
When would this end? She wondered as he nipped at her lip eliciting yet another little sound from her throat.
Finally pulling away, Dimitri left her panting as he placed gentle kisses down the curve of her throat and on the tops of her breasts. He stopped at her nipple and Eve opened her eyes, still leaning back in his cradling arm. She could feel the taut muscle of his bicep harden against her as he carefully lowered her fully onto the table.
Something dangerous and uncontrollable glinted in his eyes as he pulled away, leaving her untouched nipples aching. Carefully, Dimitri sat down in the chair and took each of her knees in his hand. With one pull he pulled her forward on the table until her ass was barely on the edge.
His violent eyes locked on hers. "Like I said, I'm starving."
Eve's voice dissolved into a moan as his head dropped between her spread legs. His fingers contradicted everything about the man. Earlier they had held her in an unshakable grip. They had snaked and meandered over her body as if they had full rights, ripping at her clothes. Yet now here they were stealing her breath yet again as they glided gently over the hairless seam of her sex, opening her pink lips for his pleasure. His breath touched her first, a soft rush of steam, and then his tongue danced over her, carefully prodding the aching little nubbin hidden beneath her folds, flicking it with rapid strokes.
Dimitri drew the swollen bud of her clitoris into his mouth and began to suckle it, eliciting a tortured cry from her as she writhed on top of the table. His hands on her thighs kept her at bay, securing her to the hard surface as he feasted on her.
This couldn't be happening. Somewhere deep in her brain, the sensible and logical side tried to fight its way to the surface of her muddled mind. But the thoughts were too faint. They were overpowered by each lash of his tongue across her swollen clit.
His tongue traced a line down her sex and Eve's breath caught as the hot muscle teased at her entrance. Again, Dimitri growled something unintelligible against her before stabbing his tongue inside of her.
Both she and Dimitri groaned at the tight fit.
Mercifully, she felt Dimitri move away and her senses rejoiced at the moment of reprieve but the feeling was immediately stolen. The pressure of his finger entering her and his mouth covering her clit was too much. Eve felt the terrible pleasure rushing through her and she let out a wild cry as the illicit torment mutated into a shaking release. Even then Dimitri gave her no mercy. He rode through the storm wracking her body, his mouth remaining latched on to her pussy until the last exquisite tremor had faded and she was left dazed.
Dimitri stood up and cursed. "Fuck." He stared down at her sprawled figure on the table before reaching for her. In a blink, Eve was standing up trying to pull up her bra and dress as Dimitri tugged her by the hand. "Come on," he urged, pulling her to walk behind him as he headed for the stairs.
A couple of times she nearly tripped. Her legs felt wobbly and her sex throbbed warmly with every step up.
Eve looked over the railing out through the towering windows to the world below. Out there in the night, the city dazzled below, everything going on as normal, everything except her. Her entire world was upside down right now. She should be at home curled up on the couch as her grandparents watched a cheesy Asian drama—not here. Not here with everyone she loved held hostage in one way or another by this criminal. Not here with her bare ass exposed in a dress that didn't belong to her while her sex still throbbed from the exquisite torture he just put her through.
They were nearly at the top when the daze of it all wore off and her senses came back to life. Eve grabbed onto the railing. She couldn't let him take her up there. She couldn't let him-
Eve let out a shocked cry as she felt the hard tug on her captured hand and she nearly pitched forward onto the stairs face first. It was the firm grip catching her under her armpit that stopped her. Eve barely had time to look up to see Dimitri's expression before he was hoisting her up like a child and placing her on her feet at the stairs landing. Dimitri gave her another one of those dangerous smiles before turning and pulling her into the only door on the floor.
Again, she tried to stop this and tugged back in his hold. "Dimitri, please. Don't do this,"
Undeterred, he put a guiding arm behind her back and forcibly walked her into the room and closed the door behind them.
The sight of the large bed sent a prickling of awareness up her toes to her flushed face. The brush of the dress against her bare bottom made her nerves stand on edge. Her breasts felt suddenly much heavier and her nipples began to ache.
Oh God, he really was going to fuck her right here on that bed. Looking around frantically, Eve tried to think. Maybe something in this oddly small room could get her out of this somehow. But there was nothing. Just two walls of windows coming together at the corner making the whole room feel like something out of a luxury living magazine. Except for its size. For some reason, her brain could not ignore the oddly small size of the room. To the right of the door where they were standing was an abrupt wall. As if the room had been cut in half by the sudden wall. Blinking in the low light of the room, Eve realized it wasn't quite a wall, they were sliding doors. Looking back at Dimitri, the evil man caught her confused expression and smiled broadly.
With his large hand still securely clasped around hers, he guided her over to stand in front of the two doors where they met.
He bent down and whispered in her ear. "Let's play."
Eve watched as the doors slid open and the rest of the room behind the door was revealed. Low purple lights flicked on and illuminated the room. Eve's stomach dropped at the sight of the large black cross directly ahead of her. Like a big black X, the huge piece looked like something from a medieval torture room with its straps dangling at each point. Beside the huge cross were shelves lined with all sorts of sex toys from whips, to chains, dildos in all sizes, tubes of liquid, and paddles hanging from hooks.
Eve spun on her heel. There was more she didn't see but she didn't care. It felt as if her heart was going to freeze in her chest from fear, she couldn't look at any of that stuff a second longer.
Tears glimmered in her eyes as she stared up at him. "Dimitri, no," she whispered in a hoarse voice. It felt as if her throat was being squeezed by an invisible hand. She was desperate to make him stop and see that she could not do this. "Please don't do this to me," she pleaded.
For what felt like the first time that night, Dimitri looked at her. His blue eyes searched hers. Eve shuddered as she watched the gleeful excitement dim in his eyes. She could swear she saw a trace of disappointment.
His hands cupped her shoulders. "You’re shaking, yet you have never tried it." He waved a hand at the room behind her.
