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His words send shivers down my spine and I sigh as I slump into his arms, his warm lips kissing each spot of my throat tenderly.
“We shouldn’t,” I say even though my body is still reacting to his kisses and his skillful touch. “Sex isn’t going to fix everything for us, Hudson.”
“Are you sure about that?” He grabs me by my waist and moves me towards the bed.
Hudson pushes me back onto the mattress, before taking off his black dinner suit jacket and then I watch as he carefully removes his matching black tie, with his poisonous green eyes trained on me.
“Trust me, okay?” He leans over me and before I can anticipate what he’s doing, Hudson takes my hands and binds my wrists with his tie above my head.
“Dominant?” I wonder aloud and he smiles as he kisses my cheek.
“I have my kinks and I love it when you have no control at all.” His lips linger on mine.
A tingle spreads through me as Hudson grips the zipper of my dress and pulls it down, before tugging my dress and slipping it off my body.
His hot gaze sweeps over me as he drops my dress to the floor and my clit clenches when he places both his palms on my thighs, spreading my legs apart.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he says as he grips the edges of my white lace panties and moves them down my legs.
I can feel the hot, wetness in between my legs grow. My heart pounds as Hudson discards my underwear and bra before climbing over me.
With my hands bound, I feel so completely exposed and he can see all of me thoroughly.
He stares at me thoughtfully for a few seconds, his dark brows bunched in concentration.
“Would you happen to have a candle anywhere around your room?” he asks, standing up and removing his black watch, before placing it on the side table.
“A candle?” I ask. “Check in the drawer of that old desk. There could be one.”
I watch as he moves towards the desk and rummages through the drawer until he successfully retrieves a long white candle along with an old box of long matchsticks.
“What are you going to do with that?” I ask when he strikes the match against the box and lights the wick.
He switches my room light off, so that we’re in total darkness, before climbing above me once again, both his legs on either side of me.
“Did you ever touch candle wax for fun?” he asks, watching the orange flame as it danced back and forth.
I nod silently.
“Wax play,” he says. “I’ve done it before. It intensifies the sensation when you’re turned on. I won’t hurt you, do you want to try it?”
I swallow hard. “Yeah.”
“Red is our safety word. If you want me to stop, you have to say red,” he explains. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop altogether.”
“Okay.” My voice is barely audible. There’s a mixture of pleasure and fear of having wax on my skin.
“Relax,” Hudson whispers as he moves the candle above my shoulder.
“I’m holding it this high so that when it touches your skin, it won’t burn as much as it usually would.”
I watch as he tilts the candle and a drop of wax falls. Then second it touches my skin, a soft burning sensation travels through my body and disappears in almost seconds. It feels strangely sexy.
“How did that feel?” Hudson’s green eyes study me. His face looks even more beautiful now, illuminated by candlelight.
“Good,” I tell him. “I want more.”
He smiles, pleased at this request, so he brings the candle over my stomach and tilts it slightly as more wax drips down this time.
