THE ESCORT

TWENTY-TWO | GREEDY LITTLE PREY

Chains rattled as Elodie pulled against the cuffs secured around her wrists and ankles. They held fast.

Angelo had managed to wrestle her wriggling body onto the bed, then shackled her and blindfolded her with a thick, dark face mask that obscured the upper part of her face.

Now, she couldn't hear his movements anymore, but she felt his presence—that unmistakable stench of danger and power—permeating the room.

Elodie shivered slightly, not from the cold air though, but for how vulnerable she must look, laying spread-eagled and naked for him to feast his greedy eyes on.

"You remember your safe word, right?" His voice came from all directions at once, now that her senses were heightened.

Elodie nodded.

"Words, Piccolo gatto, use your words," he told her, and he sounded closer to her left now.

She tilted her head slightly in that direction. "Yes, I do."

"Good."

The bed dipped on her left side, then she felt heat line up that side of her body. "Why the blindfold?"

Instead of answering, Angelo leaned over, hands bracketing the space on both sides of her head, and leaned down to capture her mouth with his.

Unlike their first kiss, this one was tame. It felt enormous. The pull of his lips, the soft push of his tongue against hers. It was as though every nerve ending in her body flared to life, stoking heat low in belly.

One of his hands left the place beside her hand, slithering up her expanding ribs until it closed around her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers.

Unconsciously, she arched into him, moaning into his mouth as pain battled with pleasure, prompting him to pinch the other nipple harder. A whimper pushed past her lips, and his hand left her nipples to settle around her jaw.

"You remember your safe word, don't you?"

"Yes. It's Mace."

"And you understand that I plan to claim you in every way possible with my mouth and cock?"

Her entire body squeezed, libido stirring in an unfamiliar warmth that traveled to her pussy, pushing her to widened her legs just a bit further.

"Yes," she replied huskily.

Angelo returned to her mouth, kissing her hungrily. She arched into him, lust expanding and pushing every thought of her fear and trepidation to the way side.

He released her lips and sucked his way down her neck, nipping and biting whatever skin he sucked into his mouth.

Elodie yelped and moaned, pulling against her shackles, shifting and wirthing. Pain and pleasure licked through her veins, encouring her to throw her head back.

Not being able to see what he was going to do next heightened her pleasure, almost to the point of pain, and she felt every of his ministrations rather than if she didn't have a blindfold over her eyes.

He sucked her nipple into his mouth, tongue circling the engorged flesh, pushing the tip up against the roof of his mouth, before clamping down on the soft flesh.

"Angelo!" She screamed, body quivering from the shock and the pain lit up her body like the fourth of July. "P-P-please."

She didn't know what she was begging for but, Lord, how much she needed it.

He ignored her plea and moved down, his teeth grazing over her hip and to one side of her thigh.

Gripping both thighs in his hands, he pushed them in opposite directions, higher until her lower half was levitating above the bed.