CHAPTER 059: The Demon

Caspian smiles. “Ah, a demon after my own heart.”

He reaches down and cups my left breast.

I run my fingers through his wet hair, urging him on. “Yes. That's exactly where she wants you.”

I’m trying to concentrate on our flirting, but Caspian’s making it difficult. His palm is hovering above my nipple, rubbing it in circles. The feeling is out of this world. It keeps sending a spark straight downwards.

“Have I told you how responsive your nipples are?” he asks.

I shake my head, not trusting myself to speak.

“They’re so soft when at rest, but as soon as I touch them, they get as erect as a pole. Makes me want to bite them.”

He pulls me out of the water, adjusting our positions until he's seated in the tub and I'm straddling him. He bites my left nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through me. I gasp, my hands gripping his head as he licks the spot, intensifying the sensation.

“Caspian, don’t,” I moan. “You’re going to end up eating soap.” I meant to say it like I mean it, but it