Page 68 of Kiss of Seduction (Court of Chains #1)

Evie was like a drunk teenager. No inhibitions, no shame. All she had left was joy and passion.

Natalya led her from the Second Circle to the elevator, then from that down the hall to her apartment. Outside the brief moments where they crossed the Court of Chains club floor, where a few people still lingered, her lips barely left Evie’s.

She pressed Evie against the wall in the elevator, sighing against her lips, and when it stopped on their floor, they stumbled awkwardly and blindly down the hall. Evie almost dropped the blanket she still had around herself. They hadn’t thought to put her corset back on.

When they entered the apartment, Evie only managed to take a single step inside before Natalya had her pressed up against the door, slamming it shut. Evie giggled against Natalya’s mouth, letting the blanket fall.

“It’s too dark,” Evie sighed. “I want to see you.”

The shadows were heavy in the apartment. There were a few hours until dawn, and the darkness still lingered.

“Do you now? So demanding.” Natalya grinned, turning on the lights and illuminating the apartment in a low, golden glow. “I never did reward you for taking your punishment so well. That wasn’t nice of me.”

She grabbed Evie’s arms, pressing her against the door. Violet eyes shined in the dimly lit room. Her lips hovered over Evie’s, her grip firm.

“Say I was feeling generous. How would you like to be rewarded?”

Evie’s body was still limp and heavy. Worn out, really. But right then, she would do anything to please Natalya, including being pleased.

The thought gave her an idea. An idea that made her grin.

Natalya chuckled. “I don’t know that I care for that expression.”

“Can I pick anything?” Evie asked. Natalya tightened her grip.

“Within reason, darling.”

Keeping her eyes on Natalya’s, she pushed slightly against the hold on her arms. Natalya understood, letting her go, and Evie grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss. She couldn’t quite take control. Natalya was too strong for that. But she could ask for it. At least a little of it.

“Let me please you,” Evie said between kisses. One hand went into Natalya’s hair like she’d done to Evie so many times before. “Please. Let me.”

Natalya leaned forward, pinning Evie against the door as she was still holding onto Natalya. Her smile was gorgeous. Mischievous and oh, so pleased.

“It would ensure your mouth stays busy,” Natalya said. “And since it got you in such trouble before, it would be wise to make sure it can’t talk.”

Evie laughed with delight as Natalya picked her up and carried her through the apartment. She threw her on the couch, moving on top of her and kissing her so deeply it made Evie moan.

Her kiss was amazing. During sex, it could be bright and passionate, almost burning in its intensity. During moments of rest, it was soothing and calming, like a fresh mountain spring. Right then, it was just amazing. Just awakening.

“What do you want to do to me?” Natalya lowered her face to Evie’s neck, kissing her jaw and her throat.

“Kiss you.” Evie’s breathing was labored. “Kiss you all over. Taste you.”

“What else?” Natalya eased herself down so her body pressed Evie into the couch. “Be specific, darling.”

“I want to make you come.” Evie would have been embarrassed at this way of speaking had she had the wherewithal to think. “I want to use my fingers so I can feel it. And then I want to make you come again using my mouth.”

She gasped as Natalya nipped at Evie’s skin with her teeth. She chuckled against Evie’s neck.

“You want a lot of things. Luckily for you, I’m in a charitable mood. Even though I usually refrain from most virtues.” Natalya dotted kisses along Evie’s jaw. “I tend to only like them in you.”

She sat up, pulling Evie with her. She held Evie’s face, her hands warm, comforting, and gentle.

“I love you, darling.” She kissed Evie. Softly at first and then with demand.

“I love you too,” Evie managed between their lips clashing together.

Nothing had ever felt more right to say. Nothing had ever felt easier. Never had Evie been so sure about anything.

“Go on then.” Natalya was smiling, the expression full of want and desire. Full of joy. “Please me. However you want to. You’ve earned it.”

What a reward it was too. To make Natalya sigh and moan. To give her pleasure. To make her happy. Evie knew no greater feeling than when Natalya smiled at her so earnestly.

Evie leaned against her, making her fall back on the couch. Or rather, Natalya understood what Evie was doing and let herself fall.

With permission granted, Evie got on top of her and pressed a hard kiss against Natalya’s mouth.

Her hands went down to Natalya’s chest, going under the fabric of the satin dress and brushing against the bare skin beneath.

She sought lower with one hand, bunching up Natalya’s dress to her hips, pulling down her underwear.

She had never allowed Evie this much control before. She’d never let Evie touch her with so little direction. It was intoxicating to be allowed to do this. To be trusted by someone as guarded as her. By someone who had once lost her freedom to trust being misplaced.

And she was letting Evie do what she wanted. Not only that, but she was smiling as it happened. Delighting in it.

Staying on top of Natalya, their lips still together, Evie eased her hand between Natalya’s legs. She flicked over her clit, the act producing a gasp. And then a laugh.

“I already knew that mouth was up to no good. But your hands are trouble too.” Natalya’s hands brushed over Evie’s back. It started out as gentle touches, but then Evie started flicking over her clit, and her fingers dug into Evie’s skin almost to the point of pain.

She kissed Natalya again, delighting in the taste of her mouth and the sound of her moans. She eased off, her lips pressing against other parts of Natalya as she moved down. Her jaw and throat first. Then across her collarbones to go between her breasts.

Natalya was still wearing her dress, but Evie didn’t want it off.

That would mean she would have to stop touching her, and she had no interest in doing that.

Instead, she used one hand to pull down the straps of the dress, tugging the fabric partially off to bare Natalya’s breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

Still flicking over her clit, Evie started kissing her chest. Every time she touched her skin, it produced a tingling surge, one that grew more powerful along with Natalya’s desire.

By the way she was panting, it was increasing rapidly.

Alongside the smell of lavender, Evie sensed a pleasant hint of smoke.

“Am I pleasing you?” Evie said teasingly. Natalya laughed again.

“You are, darling. You are doing that ex… excellently.” She’d been cut off mid-word by Evie moving her fingers down and curling one inside Natalya. Natalya sighed, smiling with delight, and let her head fall back.

“I should reward you more often. You’re always so appreciative when I do,” Natalya said. Then she gasped as Evie nipped at her nipple with her teeth.

Natalya’s hand went into Evie’s hair—not to direct her but just to hold on to her—as Evie kept curling her finger rhythmically. Her grip tightened as Evie added another finger.

She was moaning now, her increasing pleasure coming in waves that surged through her hand into Evie’s head. Her tight grip on Evie’s hair meant the pulsating feeling couldn’t be avoided. Not that Evie wanted to. It was delightful.

The feeling rocked through her, making her moan on her own. It made her press her mouth harder against Natalya’s chest, her fingers curling tighter and faster.

Natalya started breathing heavily. Her moans were sharper and louder. Her grip on Evie tightened.

“Don’t stop, darling,” she said, her voice breathy and filled with desire.

“I won’t. I’ll keep going until I pass out if you want me to.”

Evie’s own voice was getting strained. The surges of pleasure produced by Natalya’s touch quivered through her, making her muscles tense.

As Evie curled into her again, Natalya moaned out a long shivering sound, the shivering echoing in her legs.

Her thighs shook, and she clenched tightly around Evie’s fingers.

Pressed against her chest still, Evie could feel her heart beating rapidly.

Her skin was no longer just warm but hot.

The pleasure coming through her fingers not just enjoyable but wholly distracting.

Natalya came with a high moan and then a deep sigh that surged through Evie as its own marvelous kind of pleasure.

“Can I keep going?” Evie said after a moment. Feeling daring, she put on a teasing tone. “Do you remember what comes next?”

Natalya sat up at the words, looking down at Evie with glowing violet eyes. With her hand still in Evie’s hair, she pulled her close and kissed her with so much want Evie momentarily forgot to breathe. She gasped when Natalya broke away.

“I do remember,” she said darkly, smiling. It would have been threatening in another context, but not there. Not then. Then it was just beyond exciting. “You were going to put that mouth to good use. Weren’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Evie said breathlessly. “I want to. Please let me.”

“I will. In a moment.” Natalya kissed her again. Hard and demanding and wonderful. Her free hand went to Evie’s naked chest, running over her breasts.

The touch, combined with the kiss, sent such wild surges of pleasure through Evie it made her moan loudly. Even with how spent she was, her body was always eager for Natalya’s touch.

Natalya broke away, her face alight with mirth. Evie imagined her own looked desperate and dumbfounded.

“Please me, darling.” She leaned back, loosening her grip on Evie’s hair enough that she could lower her head. “I love when you please me.”

The joy Evie felt hearing that was unparalleled. She smiled up at Natalya for a moment, just enjoying the sound of that word on her lips. Love.