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“Would you rescue me?”She’d meant it to be teasing, but the words came out soft and vulnerable.
Tareq met her gaze, and it felt more intimate and intense than anything else they’d done.
“I would.”He shifted in the chair, bending to kiss her ankle just above the bindings.“I’d rescue you and kill the man who hurt you.”He kissed her shin, her knee.
His touch felt almost reverent.
“I’d carry you off on my white horse.”
This was all silly nonsense, so why did it make her throat tight with longing and give her butterflies.
He kissed his way up her other leg with soft, open-mouth kisses.
“I’d take you to my castle and lay you down in a big bed.I’d pleasure every inch of you.”He spoke the words against the inside of her knee.Firm hands gripped her inner thighs.
Nomi caught and held her breath, caught in the spell woven from words and touch.
“And when you were wet and needy…” His palms slid down her inner thighs, his thumbs brushing her labia.
Nomi let out a desperate gasp, her legs tensing as she braced her feet and tried to lift her hips.
“Then I’d bite and spank and hurt you.I’d do things to you the villain never dreamed of.”His thumbs spread her labia, his elbows on the insides of her knees forcing her legs wide until her thigh muscles burned.
“And you’d beg me for more.”
Tareq bent his head between her legs.His tongue stroked her clit with one long, slow lick.
Nomi shrieked, the pleasure so acute she almost came from that single touch.
Then his teeth pressed against her clit, top and bottom.His nose was buried against her mound, his teeth not biting, not yet, but the hard pressure was there.
She tensed, whimpered.He slowly closed his mouth, his teeth raking her flesh.
“Sir, please.Sir… Tareq.I can’t.I… Oh god.”The words tumbled from her mouth, a desperate monologue meant to stop him…or encourage him.
She wanted him to bite her, wanted his teeth to clamp down on her clit until the pain wiped away every stray thought.
Yet she was terrified of the pain, of her own helplessness to stop him.
She squeezed her thighs together, as if that could force him away from her.His arms tensed and he shoved her knees down.Her thigh muscles were no match for his biceps.
The reminder of her own helplessness made her whimper, and tears of need and fear and arousal made her eyes burn.
Tareq closed his teeth around her clit, not exactly a bite, but the pressure of the hard ridge of his bottom teeth against her clit was like being touched with a live wire.She bucked, screaming.
He rewarded her with a long, slow stroke of his tongue.
Pleasure ripped through her, spinning her fear and anxiety until they too fed her dark need and desperate arousal.
Tareq sat back, his mouth and chin glossy.
She was panting, her chest heaving.The dark look in his eyes was pure Dom, and she lowered her gaze.
He touched her clit with one finger.Her hips jerked, her thighs trying to slam together only to clamp him.
“Did you come?”
“No, not…not quite, Sir.”
