“Mmgh, sixteen. Thank you, mistress.” One final smack, and I felt like I was going to explode. A throaty moan escaped my lips and my pussy clenched around nothing. “Oh, God. Seventeen. Thank you, mistress.”
She fell to the floor, her hands going up and down my thighs, soothing the burning sensation. I felt her lips on the inside of my thigh, leaving scorching kisses. “Your ass turns such a beautiful shade of red.” Her lips moved up and she bit my left ass cheek gently. “Such a good girl.”
She flipped me over surprisingly easily and nuzzled her body between my legs as her soft hands caressed my face. Blaize’s stare was intense yet intoxicating at the same time. “May I kiss you?”
Why was she asking me? She has stolen two from me already.
I sucked in a breath. “Please, mistress.”
There was a wicked gleam in her eyes that made my heart skip a beat, but before I could react or even breathe, her soft lips were finally on mine. Suddenly, her tongue forced my mouth open. I could taste the whiskey on her tongue, and I moaned into her mouth as our tongues danced together. Kissing her was electrifying. Addicting. Unlike the first time we kissed, this one was softer, passionate but still hungry and devouring. She pulled away, and I took in the deep breath that I was holding as her fingers trailed down my neck, her chest heaving, out of breath with lust.
“We’ll start slow.” Her long fingers trailed down my naked belly. “Then onto more. You will tell me if I’m too rough.” I nodded, trying to go for another kiss, but she stopped looking at me.
“I want you to be rough, mistress.” Her lips wrapped around my right breast and she bit my sensitive flesh—hard. She was proving her point. A soft whimper escaped from my lips, and she looked back at me.
“Don’t be a brat. You can enjoy these orgasms or continue to be denied.”
She looped her fingers inside my thong, and I took a breath. “What's it going to be, princess?”
“I’ll be good, mistress.”
She ripped the thin material clean off, tossing my panties to the side before her middle and ring finger ran up my center. “You are drenched for me, princess.”
I expected her to slip her fingers inside my pussy, but instead, she slid down my body, positioning herself comfortably between my thighs. She glanced at the scars on my thighs, and I winced, waiting to hear a retort or remark about them. Instead, she kissed them, her lips lingering on the pale scars, before moving up.
“Patience,” she said as she leaned forward, running her tongue up my center. Blaize’s tongue circled my clit, and I let out a breathy moan. She groaned. “I knew you would taste like fucking sin.”
She got comfortable between my thighs, wrapping her arms around me. I glanced down at her between my thighs, and holy hot damn…she looked perfect. She continued to tease me, her mouth showing minimal love to my deprived clit, but her teeth gently grazed my thighs. Blaize said to have patience, but how the hell did she think I could handle edging when I’d been desperate for her touch since the night in the public playroom? If she wanted me to beg, I would.
“Blaize, please,” I whimpered, desperation falling from my tongue like rain on a parched ground.
She peeked up at me, and my soul left my body when a wicked glint flashed in her eyes. I moaned loudly when she flattened her mouth on my needy clit. She was still teasing me, but she was giving me just enough. Her hands grip my thighs harder, burying her face deeper as her lips latched around me, sucking hard. I was soaked from our make out session, on the brink of release.
“Oh God!” My fingers dug into the sheets as pleasure rippled through me.
God, her mouth was better than I could ever imagine. She said I tasted like sin, but her mouth was the devil, and I would proudly commit the ultimate sins to keep feeling like this. Every thrust, suck, and flick of her tongue, made my body go absolutely berserk. It had been a long time since my body had felt like this.
When she slipped two fingers inside me and curled them, I let out an embarrassingly loud moan. How the hell was she this talented at making me come apart? This was the tip of the iceberg. I knew she could do so much more to me. She sucked my clit harder, pumping inside me faster and my world was about to shatter.
“Fuck,” I screamed out as I felt my pussy clench around her. My hands went to her hair, thrusting my hips against her, feeling my body tense as my orgasm bubbled. This one was going to hurt, I could feel it. I hadn’t come like this in a while, even when I would touch myself. This was something entirely different.
“Oh, oh, God. Please, don’t stop.”
And she didn’t. She devoured me and fucked me like an animal until I screamed out her name and came hard around her fingers. She released my clit, pulled her fingers from me, and I whimpered. Ineededmore. She crawled up my body, tapping her fingers against my bottom lip. I wrapped my mouth around them, sucking them clean. Blaize watched me with lustful eyes as I hungrily devoured my own euphoria off her.
“We both fucked up, but there’s no going back now.”
CHAPTER 47
BLAIZE
Iknew I fucked up the moment I tasted her, but I’d ask for forgiveness later. She tasted divine, sinful and heavenly, morphed together in the sweetest concoction known to man. Kissing her was a mistake, but I’d already committed too many to count tonight, so what was one more? This woman should not be this perfect or tempting. It was like she was hand sculpted by the gods for me.
There were many plans racing through my mind. I wanted her in ways I shouldn’t, but tonight, I would give in and allow myself this one pleasure. What needed to be done tonight also involved her hands bound. I couldn’t have her hands free, or my shields would break for this woman and I would lose control. It would be easy to lose myself in her for hours, but that would defeat the purpose of this night.
It couldn’t happen. Losing control was a recipe for disaster. I lost control with Elijah and lost my family. Kadence was nothing like Elijah from what I knew about her, but I had people depending on me. Allowing myself to become wrapped in her would threaten everything I’d created. It was bad enough I succumbed to temptation, but I refused to let her cloud my mind after tonight. I would allow myself this one moment to gether out of my system, and tomorrow she’d go back to being an employee.
“You gave me free rein, but what are your hard nos? Everyone has them.”
