Twenty Three

My eyes widened as dominance consumed Nate.

He chucked the handcuff sets on the bed before stepping closer to me.

“Stand up” he demanded.

As if my legs had a mind of their own, I rose from the bed and stood before him.

“Turn around”.

I did as asked and turned to face the bed, with my back towards him.

He ran his fingers down my arms, leaving goosebumps where he trailed. He reached for one side of my hair, before moving it across to the other side and leaving one shoulder bare.

I felt his lips press against the back of my neck, forcing me to let out a gasp at the surprise touch, before he trailed kisses along the top of my shoulder.

He placed a hand on my exposed thigh from the slit of my dress and seductively ran it up my leg.

I rested the back of my head against his chest as I enjoyed the sensations of his touch.

A pool of wetness began to form between my legs as he lent down to my ear. The feeling of his hot breath against my skin had the