Every single one of her nerves was on fire, needy, wanting to explode.She couldn’t help the long mewling noise that escaped her lips.
“Hmm?”He had the most charming sly smile on his face.
“That being this exposed is making me so wet.”
“That’s because you know how much I love this pretty pussy,” he circled her clit, until her hips arched off the table.
“Ares!”
“I got you.”He swept his hands up from her pussy, massaging and teasing her breasts.
Pleasure spiked through her body as he brushed her nipples with his thumbs, then squeezed both nipples with just the right amount of pressure that made her hyper aware that she was dripping wet.
He leaned down and kissed her, his mouth hot against hers.She kissed him back, her mouth hard on his, moaning against his lips with need.
“It pleases me that you’re already wet, baby.”Ares turned, picked up the purple candle from the cart.As he lit the match and held it to the candle, Josie’s nerves raced.
Her heart was beating so fast it was all she could hear over the soft techno music and the murmur of the crowd.
She watched the flame flicker, her every cell frozen in suspense.
Ares blew out the flame, then tipped it, so the wax dripped off the candle.
Josie tensed even more as the wax dripped through the air.
The drop of wax hit her stomach.Hot.
Another drip landed right next to the first one, and it was warm.
The next one, right above her belly button, felt warm but not shockingly hot.
“You can breathe now, baby.”
Josie exhaled, met Ares’s gaze so filled with want that it took the last of her breath away, made her want to stay right where she was.Right where he put her.
He dragged a finger through the puddle of wax.“Gorgeous.You took that so well.Your body is so damn sexy laying here waiting for me to play with.”
An ecstatic wave of heat had her nipples drawing tight.
Ares clapped a hand on her thigh, running his palm along her leg.“I’m going to strap your gorgeous legs to the table.And your hands.I don’t want you to interfere with my art.How do you feel about that?”
“Fine,” she whispered.As the straps tightened across her legs, she exhaled, the wax cooled on her skin.
Ares cupped her cheek as he pulled the straps across her arms, right below her shoulders.“You’re doing so well.Ready for the next?”
“Yes, please.”
He lit the candle, gathered the wax, and held it closer to her skin.The trail of wax dripped to her nipples.
“Ahh!Hot oh.”
But the heat of the wax on her nipple was more surprising than anything, and the wax coating made her crave more sensation.She wanted Ares to touch it.To tug it.
More wax dripped along her breast, covering her nipple.
“Beautiful,” Ares teased her nipple through the shell of wax.
From somewhere deep in her being came a moan that echoed around her..
