Page 140 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

The flutter stops and I hear his footsteps then there’s nothingness … then a spark. Like someone flicking a lighter.

I don’t know what’s happening and I’m more confused when I smell burning. I guess he’s lit a candle from the rose fragrance that tickles my nose. It reminds me of the Yankee Candle rose water collection I like which is great but this is a little torturous because I don’t know what he’s doing.

Footsteps sound near me again and I turn my head in the direction. I sense his presence close then my body jolts when dripping heat falls onto the flat of my stomach.

I cry out and realize in an instant that it must be candle wax. The recognition makes me arch off the bed, and clench my teeth.

“Nick!”

As soon as I hiss his name he places cool kisses along the path he laid the wax, and my God does that feel amazing.

“Ohhhh… ahhhhh…”

“Yes. Massage candles, so don’t worry, I’m not going to burn you. Pleasure and pain… baby," his voice low and sexy is right next to my ear.

The minute I get comfortable in the feeling he does it again. The wax first dripping all along the line of my stomach, then his tongue. His hot, sexy, magical tongue cooling and licking the skin.

Oh God. I pull against the chains, moaning at the thrilling sensation and he gives me pleasure beyond my wildest imagination.

It’s exactly as he promised and the man does not disappoint.

The combo of heat and coolness captivates me.

All over my chest, all over my breasts, all over my nipples as he covers me with the heat of the wax. The flutter of his tongue, the scrape of his teeth .

Backwards and forwards, sucking and tasting, pleasuring me like the sex god he is, Nick truly makes me his and I’m wet all over again.

He heightens the sensation with the feathery touch of something else and I realize that’s exactly what it is, a feather.

“Bad girl, you like it too much.” He states. I love when he calls me that.

“I do,” I confess.

Another deep chuckle resonates from his chest and he licks over my clit.

“Ready for the next part?” he asks retracing the feather over me.

I answer with a hum from the peace I feel.

“I’m ready.”

Footsteps sound again and there’s a clink and my ankles come free. I half expect him to undo the chains on my wrists too but he doesn’t. Nick slips his arm around me and flips me around so that I’m kneeling on my hands and knees.

The chains are long enough so that my hands reach the bed but don’t meet, and I can’t see. He’s left the blindfold on and I’m just feeling and listening my way through this.

I have to admit being blindfolded and chained up on my hands and knees with my ass up in the air feels a little more exposing and vulnerable than lying on my back.

My body tenses with anticipation. Different to the peacefulness that graced me moments ago.

I know he’s near, and I can only imagine he’s looking at my ass.

I feel a warm tickle of his warmth near my clit and flicker of his tongue over my pussy lips. Then out of nowhere a blow to my ass from his heavy hand makes me cry out.

He slaps me again across my ass and in an instant the sensitive skin starts throbbing.

It’s like the other day at the office when he spanked me. Different though because that felt like some kind of punishment. This is painful but the pleasure that shudders through my body is so unreal I forget to breathe.

One more slap and then another a little bit harder this time makes my hips jerk and my body shudder. A tear falls down my cheek.

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