Page 108 of Toxic Love


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He lifts the other arm, and even though I’m expecting it this time, I still jerk when I feel it clamp around my wrist.

“Stay with me, little hurricane,” he growls softly. “Stay right here with me.”

His hands slide down my arms, over my shoulders, and then slip down to the sides of my ribcage. It’s only then that I realize my arms are both up, totally immobilized.

Just like that other night long ago.

The fear begins to flood my core, my breath coming in short, staccato gasps as I start to shake. But slowly, his warm, strong hands slide over my skin until his fingertips tease over my breasts. Even through there’s fear, the feel of his touch and the scent of him have my nipples tightening to points against his palm as he cups my breasts, lifting and squeezing until his fingers pinch the aching buds.

Oh fuck.

I’m shaking from the mix of adrenaline and fear. But this is different than the night I was helpless to say no, or to fight back. And it’s not just that I know I can speak up this time and end this whole thing.

It’s that this time, it’s Dante.

Whom Itrust.

“I’m not bringing you back to that place in your mind to scare or hurt you,” he growls. I gasp as his fingers tease and roll my nipples, sending electric sparks zipping through my core. “I’m bringing you back there so I candestroythat place in your head. When you feel the pull of being restrained, or find yourself in the darkness, or sense that you’re being pushed to the bleeding edges of your boundaries, you won’t feel afraid anymore, little hurricane.”

His hand slips slowly down my stomach, sending rippling sparks spiraling out like waves from his touch. His fingertips slip under the lace edge of my panties, and when they slide wetly through my lips and roll over my clit, my eyes roll back and my jaw falls open in ecstasy.

“Because you’ll feelme.”

Two thick fingers sink deep into my pussy. I moan, shuddering against the cuffs holding my arms up and trembling when I feel the heat of his body envelop mine. His fingers slide back out, rubbing my clit in slow circles before they sink back in,deep. I cry out, my back arching and my arms straining against the bonds on my wrists. Dante strokes his fingers in and out of my soaking pussy, his palm grinding against my clit until I’m gasping.

Which is exactly when he pulls away. Suddenly, his fingers are tracing my lips.

Wet. Slick. Tasting of me.

“Suck.”

I groan, opening my mouth and letting my lips close around the fingers he was just teasing my pussy with.

I tastegood.

His fingers leave my mouth, and I hear him slide off the bed to stand right in front of me. His hands grip my hips and my ass, lifting me up slightly before he slides me back on the bed.

“We’re only just starting, baby girl.”

His hands skim up my thighs, making my hips rise on their own accord as his fingers slip into the waistband of my panties. The lace slips down my legs before I feel his hands wrap around one ankle. He lifts that foot, placing it on the bed and pushing it out to the side. I almost expect it this time when a cuff clicks shut around it, but I still burn with heat.

“If it’s too much, tell me,” he growls, his hands sliding up my thighs until they stopjustshort of touching my pussy.

“Will you stop if I do?” I whisper.

“Maybe.”

Fuck, that shouldn’t be so hot.

He lifts and clamps my other ankle, making my face heat at the lewd, vulnerable position that has me sitting on the edge of the bed with my legs spread as wide as they can go.

His hand cups my pussy, a finger dragging up through my slick lips as I gasp sharply. It’s insane how fucking wet I always get for him: I can feel it dripping out of me and coating his fingers, and my face throbs with embarrassment at just howmuchthere is.

“Don’t get shy,” Dante growls quietly. “Do you have any fucking idea how much I like how drippy and messy your sweet pussy gets for me?”

I jolt when I feel his breath hot on one thigh, then the other, then back, all the while inching closer and closer, until suddenly, his tongue drags through my lips, and I cry out loudly.

“Good girl,” he growls, licking me again. “Let me hear how much you want my tongue on this pretty pussy.”

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