Page 81 of Kiss of Seduction

HowmuchIwantyou, Evie thought, but even if she had dared speak the words, she wouldn’t have been able to. Natalya’s tongue was in her mouth again, her knee pressing and grinding between her legs.

It was an odd feeling, being so spent from multiple orgasms without any of it having come from touching her clit or going inside her. She wasn’t oversensitive.Yet.

She had a feeling Natalya would change that.

As the grinding drew her close to coming again, Natalya moaned. A pure, primal sound filled with want. Evie would doanythingto summon that noise again.

She almost removed her arms from the loops to wrap them around Natalya, but she kept them in place. As though it was a reward for her staying put, sudden pleasure spiked through her, making her gasp against Natalya’s mouth.

As she came again, Natalya bit at Evie’s lip. “Which one was that?”

“F-four…” Evie’s voice staggered out unevenly. Her mouth was sore, and her body was whirring.

“Only five left.” Natalya eased between Evie’s legs. “And those I want to taste.”

She dotted kisses along Evie’s stomach and hips, slowing when she got past her mound to trail them down between Evie’s legs. Not pressing. Just placing fluttering kisses.

Tied up with the scarves, Evie couldn’t do anything against the touch. She couldn’t ignore it. Persistent and constant. If she hadn’t already been soaked, the feeling would have gotten her there in no time at all.

Natalya stroked Evie’s thighs with her hands, then moved her fingers to Evie’s clit. As she started circling her gently, Evie tensed against the restraints, and her mouth fell open.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Please, Natalya. Don’t stop.”

“That’s not what I’m called.” Natalya nipped at Evie’s inner thigh as though for emphasis. “Not while I have you like this.”

“Yes, Mistress!” Evie yelled. “Please. Mistress, please!”

Natalya’s hands on her body felt warmer than they had before. And then Natalya’s mouth was on her pussy, and her tongue entered her. It was swift and flexible. Blindness-inducing, as Evie’s eyes rolled back in her head.

She pulled against the silk scarves, arching up from the mattress. She was shaking. Quivering and convulsing. She came with a loud cry, unmuffled and drawn out.

“That was five,” Natalya said. “Here’s six.”

They were words barely registered. Natalya’s fingers and tongue touching her in unison was beyond ecstasy. It was the most perfect type of fire, rushing through her veins.

A minute passed—or was it only seconds?—before Evie trembled and cried out again.

“Seven.” Natalya sucked on her skin. Her nose pressed against her. Her tongue plunged inside her, curling, hot and tight. Evie gave in again.

“Eight.” Natalya withdrew her tongue and swirled around Evie’s clit. Her fingers went inside, beckoning. She increased the intensity of her touch. Evie yelled out, the sound ending in a whimper.

“Nine.” Natalya closed her lips around Evie’s clit, sucking rhythmically. Her fingers curled, feeling like a touch of pure heaven.

Evie would have found the thought ironic had she had the wherewithal to think. Right then, she could only whine out a long, weak moan of elation that made her entire body shake.

Chapter 23

Evie collapsed on the mattress, shivering, panting, and drenched in sweat. She was heaving, creating brief, small gasps that didn’t draw in enough air. She was barely present, her mind blank, her thoughts gone. The world was a thing beyond this room. Beyond this bed and body. It was a concept lost.

“Evie?” A concerned voice. Warm fingers brushed over her cheek.

Evie blinked the room into focus, looking up at Natalya’s beautiful face. Stunning. And worried.

“Are you alright?” Natalya’s voice was serious. Her hand kept stroking Evie’s cheek. “I know it got intense. I may have taken it too far.”

Evie pulled her hands free of the silk loops. She faintly noticed the restraints on her ankles had been undone.

Without thinking if she should ask for permission, she put her arms around Natalya and pulled herself up into a kiss. She tastedherself on Natalya’s mouth, and their lips meeting generated a flow of sparks that made Evie sigh with delight.