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“No…” I gasp. He runs his index finger between my folds, and I ache for more. Then he presses his finger inside me, as if he’s playing with me, teasing me.
“Do you think I’m stupid for paying so much for you?”
“No!”
He circles my clit, and I struggle against the restraints.
“Are you worth seventy-five grand, Charlotte?”
I’m trying to lean into his touch, hungry for the pressure. But he eases up every time I get close to my climax. “Answer me,” he urges.
“No,” I reply, knowing it’s not what he wants to hear. And the second the word comes out of my mouth, he pulls away. I could have lied. I knew what the right answer was, but for some reason, I don’t want to get out of this punishment.
He disappears for a moment, and I hear him gathering more things, opening drawers and setting something down. Then I hear the unmistakable sound of him lighting a match. The odor of sulfur wafts to my nose. A second later, I hear him blow the match out.
What does he need fire for?
It’s quiet for a moment, then I hear the sound of clothes rustling and his belt unbuckling.
“I wish you could see what I see,” he mutters, and I feel his weight on the bed next to me, “and I hate to punish you for always talking so badly about yourself, but I’m not going to lie, Charlotte. I’m going to enjoy this.”
His mouth lands against mine, our lips tangling as his tongue slips into my mouth. I hum against him, trying to deepen the kiss.
My nipples are numb, and the pain has faded. But something about his kiss has made them ache again.
“Deep breath,” he whispers against his mouth, and I do as I’m told, inhaling a warm breath that smells like him.
He has me relaxed and at ease, just as a burning hot pain lands against my chest, making me scream.
“Shhh… Don’t make me gag you, baby,” he mumbles against my mouth.
“It hurts!” I scream, squirming away from the heat, but it’s already starting to cool down.
Wax.He just dripped fucking candle wax on me!
“Do you need mercy?” he asks, but it takes my brain a minute to catch up. He’s asking if I want to stop. Do I? God, that hurt, but he’s doing this for a reason. And aside all of that, my body is awake, sensitive and a little horny behind the pain.
“No,” I whimper.
“Good girl.” Before touching me again, he sits up and I feel his hands glide up my legs, massaging my hips. “I wish you could see how beautiful you are right now. You are perfection, Charlotte. And I hate to hurt you, but feel what it does to me.”
His hips grind against my leg, and I feel his rock-hard erection. He’s naked, and I writhe, trying to feel him more.
“Do you want me to fuck you, baby girl?”
“Yes,” I cry out.
“Tell me you’re worth it. Tell me how beautiful you are.”
Emotion stings my throat.No, no, no.Please don’t get emotional. Please don’t fucking cry. This is supposed to be a sexy moment, and I’m about to ruin it because I know he’s right. I know I never say anything good about myself, but I can’t help it. It doesn’t matter how pretty I am or how other people see me. The voice in my head telling me I’m not enough is louder.
I really did not expect all of this to come up right now, but the residual pain and the intensity of being blindfolded and restrained is making everything so hard to keep in. “I can’t,” I say, but my voice shakes.
“That’s okay. You will.”
Fire lands against my chest again, and I bite my bottom lip to keep from screaming. It’s insane how much this pain makes me feel almost high. The intensity takes me to another plane of existence. Is this subspace?
“Why would Ronan Kade have bid so much to get you if you weren’t so beautiful, Charlotte?”
