Page 59 of Take Me (Dark Odyssey 5)

“What is that?” I ask.

“I think I’m going to make you feel it first, then you’ll know what it is.”

What is this man going to do to me?

He sets the glove on his hand and comes back to me. Wiggling the fingers of the gloved hand starts up a buzzing sound. No… not buzzing. Vibrating.

Before I can process my next though Christian places his whole hand back to my pussy and the vibrations from his hand ripple through my body. and Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I feel like I’m on fire and like I’m exploding at the same time.

Holy shit, I arch into the bed, curving with the flow of pleasure. I cry out the ecstasy that races over my skin, burning me up from the inside out. He moves his hand over my pussy. From the start of my mound, over my pussy lips and then pushing inside my passage.

I move against the chains wanting to come desperately.

“It’s too much,” I say, but he answers by pushing one finger inside my core. That’s when my brain checks out completely and I feel like I’m flying.

I’ve never tried drugs, but I think this is how it would feel to be high.

I manage to rasp out a shaky breath against the convulsive waves that shake my body. On that breath I scream to Christian’s satisfaction.

“Please…” I beg and he lowers to plans a kiss on my stomach.

“Come, come angel. Come for me,” he says in a playful voice.

My body set to follow his command obeys and I come. I come so hard I shudder from the raw pleasure. First it feels like too much then I can’t get enough of the sweet luxuriating sensation that flows through my being.

I’m breathing so hard I can’t catch my breath and still I want more. I watch him take hold of his cock and rub up and down his length. The sight makes my mouth water and I want him all over again.

I don’t have to wait. He positions himself so he can line up his cock with my entrance and plunges into me.

He starts with a slow steady pump, but I notice he’s still wearing the glove.

“Pleasure, Lilly. Feel it,” he says and with that he presses his vibrating palm on my mound and strokes over the area, slowly.

Slow and with purpose, rekindling the fire that just scorched me clean. The combination of his hand and his cock inside me sends me right over the edge of sanity, and reality. I just go right over, and I can’t stop myself from falling. I fall into a blissful pleasure. As I do my walls tighten around his shaft and he starts driving into me. The slow steady pumps no longer exist. He grabs me with both hands and although I can feel the rippling vibrations of the glove, what I feel is him. His ruthless cock driving into me hard and fast.

We both come, surrendering to the primitive lure of temptation at its finest, losing control.

I feel so drained out after I’m only vaguely aware that he’s taken the chains off me. He caresses my cheek and I smile at him.

“Sleep baby,” he says.

“I don’t want to.”

“You need to,” he smiles.

I close my eyes. It feels like it was just that second but when I open them again it’s morning.

This is the part where I’m supposed to go home. The last time I woke up in the suite he was gone. He left and it hurt, although I knew it shouldn’t. It still did though and reminded me that we’re a contract. After that day I started making sure I left before he woke so I wouldn’t have to feel that way.

The shuffle of cutlery however catches my attention.

It’s coming from outside in the kitchen. Is he still here? It could be one of the maids.

curious I decide to wrap myself in the sheet instead of putting back on the little negligee. If it’s a maid I don’t particularly want anyone seeing me in something like that in the light of day. What I wore last night could hardly be classed as clothes anyway.

I step outside the room and stop midstride when I see him standing over the stove shirtless making pancakes. A lock of his jet-black hair falls over his eye making him look more alluring than he already is. Then he smiles and my heart flutters.

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