Page 53 of Your Body On My Mind

"Go on."

"I won't listen to him and I won't pay attention to him."

"And who do you pay attention to?" he continued.

"You alone."

"Exactly. What else?"

The excitement shooting through my body made it incomparably difficult to keep my thoughts together. "He has no rights over me. He cannot give me orders. Only you can. If you are inside of me, then I am allowed to come. Otherwise, not."

A sharp pain exploded in my cheek. He had slapped me, just like that. But the shock turned to excitement far too quickly. He hadn't slapped my face before, and now that he had…

I wanted him to repeat it. Although my lower lip quivered in reflex, a grin spread across my face.

"What was that for?" I asked innocently, in full knowledge that I didn't actually have permission to do so.

My head snapped in the opposite direction. I instinctively clenched my teeth, still grinning. This was a whole new level of bittersweet torture, the adrenaline coursed through my veins from the hit I hadn't seen coming.

"You missed the point, my love. Think carefully. Otherwise, I'll have to slap you again to jog your memory." I squirmed inwardly at the harshness of his voice.

Normally you couldn't tell who Kaden was behind closed doors, but in those moments when he let his dark side out, I couldn't help but reach for it and rejoice when he did.

He pulled me into his dark world, into his inky black abyss, and I willingly followed him to the farthest corner. Kaden had me in his grip. He truly had me.

"Um," I said, trying to remember what else he had said.

But that wasn't good enough, and Kaden promptly made good on his threat. My cheek grew hot and my adrenaline levels rose to the point where I felt like I was flying. The pain, coupled with the gentle vibration inside me, made me clench my thighs. No more orgasms for me, but I could use the feeling, this plateau of pleasure. It was not something he had forbidden.

"Try again, Nika," he brought me back to reality. His warning undertone told me this was the last chance he would give me– before taking harsher measures.

Part of me, as always, wanted to know what other punishments he could think of. Another insisted that we remember immediately and return to the original plan. Namely, being fucked by two men.

So I moistened my lips and squared my shoulders. "If you don't allow it, then he is not allowed to touch me at all."

Satisfied, he hummed. "There you go. I was beginning to have my doubts about how good your memory really is."

I heard him move away from me and at the same time felt the tension return to my shoulders. What would he do next? Had he been waiting for this day to implement some of the points I had written on the questionnaire? How cleverly he had arranged this. A date on his terms. Because he had guessed that I would have backed out if he'd told me what he was up to. But it didn't matter now that I was in the middle of it, where my fear was history.

"Hold out your arms," he suddenly demanded.

The next thing I knew I felt something close around my wrists. Then he lifted my arms up and back until I was forced to lie on my back. Metal banged against metal, but that wasn't what I was concentrating on. His leg was pressing against my pussy as he knelt between them. And the fabric rubbed so gently against the irritated skin that I had no choice but to moan softly.

But just as quickly as he had touched me, he pulled away. Except now I was lying down– unable to move my arms an inch.

"If at any time your hands feel numb or cold, let me know immediately," he said. You might think that would have pulled us out of the scene, but the opposite was true. I sank deeper into it, knowing there was a safe way out if necessary.

Shortly afterward I felt his hands on my thighs. He pushed them further apart until he had fastened something around them. Before I knew it, my legs were fixed in a position of his choosing. Until now I had always been allowed to move. Today he took it away completely.

I could barely feel his fingers as they trailed over the sensitive skin inside my thighs. It sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. I got wetter with just the touch.

But then I heard the door open and close, the tension in my muscles changed. I couldn't assess the situation. I didn't know what was going to happen next. That made my pulse race even faster, but this time for different reasons.

Verbally, at least, the two men didn't seem to communicate with each other, but I had no doubt that it was with looks or that they had discussed the details beforehand to be on the same page.

"Let's start with something simple," Kaden announced.

In the next instant, the vibration inside me grew stronger. Surprised, I gasped and threw my head back, still trapped in absolute darkness. Strangely, I didn't mind being at the mercy of a stranger.

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