Page 137 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

Chapter Thirty

Mia

“I want you..."Nick growls and trails a finger between the deep valley of my breasts.

“Take me,” I say breathlessly, like a mindless puppet on a string, ready to do whatever he tells me.

I remember how I freaked out when he told Marco Antonella that I was his sub. Right now I’d be willing to be whatever he wanted me to be. anything for him to touch me. Just like this.

It’s just like wearing the mask at the club.

When you put the mask on it gives you freedom to hide yourself but also to see without restriction. The chains are the same. I’m tied up but I’ve never felt more in control in my life.

I can’t explain it other than that.

His finger traces over my skin, tracing every inch of me. Nick leans in and replaces his finger with his lips and kisses the flat plane of my stomach.

He’s so gentle and his so tender. It’s the opposite of him, unlike him, but I know he knows what he’s doing.

I watch in bliss as he kisses his way down to my pussy. Oh how I love his mouth tasting me and eating me out.

He’s the stuff wild fantasies are made of, and look at him.

Fuck…

I don’t know what to do with myself. Not that I can do anything much at the moment besides enjoy him.

The lash of his tongue holds me prisoner to desire. His tongue tantalizing and teasing is stroking, licking, petting my clit just like he did before but the binds of the chains makes it more thrilling. His questing, conquering tongue starts a feast of sucking and it feels so damn good.

Pleasure shoots through me at his touch, rippling and sizzling through every part of me.

I can’t believe I feel another release brewing. I start to pant when he alternates between sucking and a burst of short flicks over my clit.

“Nick…” I moan.

“Does that feel good baby?”

“Oh God … I’m coming.” I pull against the chains and they rattle.

“Don’t come,” he says. “Don’t come until I say.” The authority in his voice grabs my attention.

“Oh G…o…d.” I pant. “I can’t hold it.”

“You will hold it,” he orders and I suck in a sharp breath to try.

I hold it. I try my best and its torture. More so when he returns to lick my pussy and adjusts himself so he’s massaging my nipples. Tweaking them and rolling.

My body jolts in response.

Shit!

He feels too fucking good. I don’t know how I’m fighting off my release. I don’t know and it feels like the pleasure is ripping at my skin from the inside out.

“Nick…” He squeezes my breasts hard and I gasp. “Please,” I pant. “Please, please … Nick.”

I want to grab him like I did before but I can’t. I’m bound in chains and

writhing against his hard body. Lost in the throes of passion and raw ecstasy.

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