Page 58 of Taming Dahlia


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“Why did you do that?” I asked, the shock in my voice loud and clear.

“I wanted to show you how it works on me,” Ace promptly replied, before turning off the wand a few seconds later.

Not a hint of discomfort showed on his face despite the lingering effects of the wand that I knew for certain he must be feeling.

“I already know how it works, remember?” I reminded him, but he shook his head.

“That was different.”

Huh. I suppose that he was right.

It was different, wasn’t it?

For one thing, I wasn’t drugged and tied up to a chair.

For another, the person in front of me was different, as well.

Ace had been a stranger last time, trying to forcibly extract information out of me, and now… well, I wasn’t entirely certain of what he was to me now, but I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t trust him just a little bit, at least.

With a gentle click, he turned the wand back on. The purple current came alive once more, swirling around like a swarm of fireflies that was trapped within the glass.

“Are you ready?” Ace asked, voice serious and steady, and I knew that he’d immediately turn the wand off if I said no.

I gave him a nod, trying to suppress the urge to gulp.

He hovered the wand just an inch or so away from my skin. I immediately felt a sort of tickling sensation that was barely little more than an itch, like static electricity without much shock.

I blinked in surprise and just like that, most of the tension seeped out of my body.

Was that really it?I stared in fascination at the little flickering bolts zipping across my skin.

This felt like nothing.

At least for now, at least.

“Lie back on the bed,” Ace advised me.

I listened to him, propping my head up on the pillow so I could watch him as he trailed the glass wand over my arm, working its way up toward my shoulder. He ran it up and down my skin a few times before skimming it across my collarbone, and finally, just barely, brushed over one of my nipples.

I instinctively hissed a bit in response to the sensation, but it truly wasn’t anything that bad.

It wasn’t exactly good, either.

I couldn’t really describe the feeling.

It felt like a sort of tingling itch that made me want to rake my nails over my skin in an attempt to rub it away.

The wand continued moving lower, lingering over my stomach and sides for a while, the tickling toy simply trailing across my skin, its low voltage giving me a chance to get used to the sensation.

The important thing about this particular wand, Ace had told me, was that the further you held it away from the body, the more intense the sensations got. And so once Ace was certain I’d gotten used to these sensations, he began to gradually increase the distance between the wand and my skin, one inch at a time.

What had previously been a tickling itch was now more of a stinging tingle just under the skin. It was the kind of prickle that came on suddenly and almost painfully. Everywhere the wand touched felt alight and alive with it, almost as if I was absorbing that electric energy right into my skin, letting it flow freely through my body.

The wand came back up again to take another swipe at my sensitive nipples and it was hard not to flinch back at the feeling.

“Shh, you’re fine. You are doing so well for me,” Ace was quick to reassure me, gently petting my head.

At the very least he had the decency to refrain from lingering there for too long, considering how uncertain I was about being able to handle such a a weird feeling over such a sensitive area.

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