Page 15 of Hunt Me

Once again, I followed his directions, still questioning my sanity.

I felt his hand on my waist and expected he was prepared to guide me from the bar. When he slipped his hand to the decorative sash accompanying the dress, I held my breath. He deftly untied it within seconds, holding the silky material out in front of me. “Close your eyes.”

“Why?”

“If you question me again, this will be over. Now, close your eyes.”

While I did as he asked, I turned my head slightly, only to feel his cheek nestled against mine, the dark stubble of his beard tickling my skin.

“You aren’t very obedient.”

“I’m nervous.”

“There is no reason to be. I won’t hurt you, my perfect angel. At least in the ways you’re thinking.”

Now I wasn’t merely a sweet angel, but a perfect one.

A tiny thrill swept through me and every inch of skin was tingling from excitement. This was crazy. This was irrational. I’d never done anything so reckless in my life.

As he placed the sash around my eyes, the anxiety increased but I tingled from anticipation. Suddenly, the noise around us was muted and every one of my senses was more alive. When I was pitched into total darkness, I took a series of scattered breaths.

You can’t do this. Stop right now.

Yet I didn’t.

He breathed into my ear before flicking his tongue into the shell. I quivered visibly, curious as to what everyone in the bar was thinking.

“Don’t pay attention to anyone else. Only listen to my voice.”

It was as if he could also read my mind. “Yes, sir.” The words dripped from my mouth easily.

“Good girl.”

“What are you going to do?” I hated the timidity in my voice.

“Spend several hours unraveling every inch of you, providing you with pure ecstasy. But if you fail to surrender to me in any way, our little game will end. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He pressed his body against mine and a whimper escaped my mouth as his hard, throbbing cock was driven against my bottom. “Now, you’re coming with me.”

The blindness didn’t seem to hinder him as he guided me through the bar. Every sound was muffled, but I sensed the crowd of people was parting ways, allowing the powerful man and his prey to pass without question. With every few steps, my mind shifted to an entirely different level of darkness.

His footsteps echoed along with the tips of my heels and I felt a blast of cool air as we left the bar. The hollow sound as we walked down the marble-tiled corridor clung to my ears, a sweeping reminder I’d already lost all sense of control.

Which was exactly what the sensual man wanted.

My breath continued skipping beats even as we stopped. Seconds later, the pinging noise allowed me to know we were about to walk into an elevator.

As soon as we stepped inside, he gently pushed me against the hard, cold steel. His touch was breathtaking as he brushed his fingertips down my arm. I shivered more than before, fighting the urge to run to safety. Only I doubted there was anywhere truly safe from this man. That was how intense his aura was.

He chuckled darkly as he tenderly rubbed the same fingers under my chin. I sensed he’d lowered his head and the subtle sensations as he blew across my cheek were even more intense than before. “The things I will do to you,ideal’nyy angel.”

“Your perfect angel,” I whispered.

“Yes. Absolutely perfect.”

I almost corrected him as I’d done before, but sensed I wasn’t allowed. A tiny lump formed in my throat as he brushed his lips against mine. I lifted my head as if begging him to kiss me. Another deep chuckle sent a series of thrills through me.