Chapter 32 | Heartbeats

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( POV: FALLON AEDEN RAVIA )

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( POV: FALLON AEDEN RAVIA )

His lips are on my neck, sucking feverishly on my skin. I gasp when he bites me, my hands instantly move to touch him but I can't.

Not when they're tied up above my head.

It feels so fucking weird to be tied up without wanting to fight against it. He explained it to me, he said that these things don't always have to be violent.

But the fact that he did make me take in a painkiller is excitingly frightening. "Have you found a word yet?" He whispers against my skin.

Right. A word.

"How about strawberry?" I breathe out.

"Hmm, no. Not when I have real strawberries here."

"You have-" he starts kissing me again and I lose my train of thought. Fuck.

"Butter."

I feel him smile against my skin, "Okay, baby. Butter it is."

His words sound different than they normally do and there's a strong alcoholic taste on his lips. Even something smoke-ish.

"Are you drunk? Is that why you suddenly pulled me in here for this?"

"I drank a little, yes. But I'm not drunk. I've been thinking about this for hours."

"Did you smoke?"

"Hmm, yes."

"Why? You only smoke when you're stressed."

He kisses my lips, silencing me once again before he replies. "If I didn't keep myself busy I wouldn't be able to stop myself from fucking you."

Now he tugs my dress off, leaving my heels on. His eyes take me in, his hands move over my figure. "This is what you were wearing underneath the whole time?"

"Yeah, you like it?"

It's a white mesh lingerie set. Entirely see-through, it doesn't even provide support, I'm literally only wearing it for seduction purposes. At least it's working so it's worth it.

His mouth is on my chest, slowly inching towards my breasts. This is the type of bra that opens at the front. Raze pops it open, groaning to himself before he takes my breast into his mouth. His hands are on my hips as he continues his attack.

"I've been waiting for this the entire day." He twirls his tongue around my nipple, moving toward my other breast while his hand comes up to cup the breast he isn't giving attention to.

I want to touch him so bad. It's driving me insane. His back muscles are contracting as he moves, his tattoo is attracting my gaze, I want to brush my fingers over it.

"Raze, I need to touch you."

He takes my breast out of his mouth, glancing up at me with those drunken eyes, "Do you want me to release your hands?"

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