Page 90 of Taunt Me (Dark Odyssey 2)

It’s been years since I danced like this and the last time I danced was with him, here at The Dark Odyssey.

Now feels like then, except I’m no longer the shy schoolgirl I was.

Dancing with Gabe now feels like raw erotic freedom.

And he makes sure I’m aware of his hands and attention all on me. Holding me against him, pressed up against him with his hand on my ass he flips me around so I can feel his erection as he grinds against my ass.

I never fail to notice the eyes on us, on me and him. He doesn’t wear a mask. Doesn’t need to, he’s the boss and as boss he could have any woman in this room. They give him their attention the same as before.

And just the same as before I know he only sees me.

He spins me out and back to him, catching me so I face him again and lifts my chin towards him.

Dangerous heat sears with his lust-filled gaze.

“You taunt me,” he says against my ear.

Taunt, it’s a good word, he taunts me too.

He brushes his nose over mine and my whole body flushes with delight. Then his lips catch mine for a consuming kiss that sends shivers of ecstasy through my being.

I’m not ready for him to stop when he does. I move back to his lips and he catches my bottom lip between his teeth giving me a sexy nip.

“Time to take things up a notch goddess,” he breathes against my ear as the music dips low.

I’m excited to see what he’s going to do and when he takes my hand, I follow his lead through the crowd of bodies clashing together.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Charlotte

We getto the large glass doors at the end of the hall on the left side. I know the doors to the right go down to the sex dungeon and I’ve never been down there. I don’t know where this will lead me to.

We step onto stone floor and the air is much cooler, like there’s a door open somewhere.

“Gabe where are you taking me?” I giggle as we get through the doors. The music isn’t so loud down here.

“You’ll see.” His lips quirk into a smile of mischief and eyes flash with promises of wild sexual fun. The kind we’ve been having for the last few nights.

It doesn’t take long before I do see. We go through another set of glass doors and I hear water, then we step into a large room that looks like it could have been pulled from some medieval palace. Like King Arthur’s castle Camelot, but this has that dark sexy feel to it.

There are candles everywhere and an archway leading to a floor to ceiling glass window where I can see a pond-like structure in the dark night.

I look around as he releases me and look over all that’s in the room.

A large wrought iron four poster bed is in the center with a chandelier hanging over it. The sheets are navy blue satin and there’s a wooden table next to it with three candles and what looks like chains.

I look to Gabe and notice he’s watching me keenly like he’s studying me, assessing me. Assessing my actions, reactions.

“What are we doing tonight?” It’s probably a stupid question. This feels like the sex dungeon or something similar, something from a dark fantasy of wild pleasure we used to talk about where I end up tied to his bed.

We never got around to doing that. He used to try and shock me with his comments, but we both knew he wasn’t joking and I used to wonder what it would truly be like to do something as wild like that.

I just don’t know If I can be the way he wants to be.

“You just walked on set of my darkest fantasy of you.” He smiles.

“Fantasies of me? The little school teacher?” I chuckle.

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