Page 76 of Darkest Retribution

Every time I reach her lower back, she arches into my touch, like she wants more. I smile. This.Thisis what I love. Finding her hidden sweet spots and worshiping them.

I tickle the small of her back lightly, and Jade moans. I do it again. Another moan.

“It feels so good,” she whispers.

I flatten my hand, massaging circles into the area. She sighs, her eyes falling closed as she relaxes into the mattress. For another minute, I keep doing just that, and then I start tracing up her spine again.

She whines, a quiet, amusing sound.

“Patience,” I say in a soothing tone.

I’m not sure how long we stay like that. I alternate between moving up and down her spine and focusing on the spot just above her ass.

After a while, she shifts, wincing. “Dominic?”

“Mmhmm.”

“I need you to untie me.”

I sit up. “Of course.”

I undo the ropes, unwrapping them and gently letting her arms down. “Did it hurt?”

“It was starting to.” She rolls her shoulders and then rubs her elbows. “But I still liked it.”

“Good.” I circle my arms around her, pressing a tender kiss to her cheek. “Do you want me to tie you up in a different way?”

“Would you mind?”

I chuckle. “I don’t think you understand how much I like seeing you tied up for me. Lie down on your back.”

As she does, I smirk. There’s a wet spot on the blankets.

When she notices it, she blushes. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. This is exactly what I wanted.”

This time, I tie her wrists together in front of her body. I leave her legs alone for now.

“Spread your legs for me,” I say, snaking an arm underneath her head and settling down next to her again. “Just like that. Good girl.”

She nuzzles my arm, smiling. “This is more relaxed than I thought it would be.”

“It’s not always like this,” I say, brushing her inner thighs. “Do you like it?”

“I do, yeah. It’s perfect.”

“Good.” I move my fingers higher up her thigh, brushing against the outside of her vulva. It’s driving both of us crazy, but I take my time. I want her as wound up as possible.

When I finally part her with a single finger, she whimpers. Her hands close into tight fists.

“You’re fucking soaked,” I groan. “I love it.”

“Please,” she whispers. “Give me more.”

“Mmm.” I nudge the side of her head with my nose. “I suppose you’ve been good, haven’t you?”

She nods, her eyes pleading. As I circle her clit, she gasps. The whole time, her gaze stays locked with mine.

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