"Tell me what you want, darling." He asked, "Tell me what you need, and I'll give you exactly that?"
"I want you Idhant, I NEED you." I whispered not being able to resist anymore.
"What do you want me to do, darling? Tell me what you want from me?"...
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"Or wait I have a better idea." He says before I can wrap my head around what he just did.
He gave me his black card. A FUCKING BLACK CARD.
Though I have one myself, but you know no amount of money is enough. So before he can do anything or think anything I grab the black card and put it on the passenger seat with my stuff.
I hear him chuckle before the feeling of cool metal trailed a thin line up my thigh. I jumped at the contact as my mind quickly registered what it was.
A Knife.
"Are you afraid Sanvi?" Idhant asked in a deep voice as he gently traced a line up my thigh. My entire body flinched and tensed, causing me to clench down on his lap. And this shocks me as well, how can I trust him enough to let him use a knife on me.
Well, He is your fiancée.
Seriously consy, in the middle of when I am about to get fucked.
Oops, My bad.
"No, I am not." I panted, trying to anticipate where I'd feel the blade next. Fuck the trust issues and everything else, I am gonna feel this moment right now to the fullest.
"Even with this in my hand?" Idhant growled, holding the knife against my neck with the blade side out and facing him. His voice his actions and the fact the I am almost naked, and He is fully dressed turns me on even more that I can imagine.
The placement of the knife made me gasp but I loved the mixture of hard pressure followed by gentle trails that sent chills up and down my spine. The thrill gets me high, and I discover that this can also be one of my kinks.
I watched Idhant flick the blade back and forth between his hands, always pressing the dull backside against my flesh so it didn't cut me. He looks so hot right now that I can even agree to let him fuck me but I know he won't. Not until he feels I am fully ready which is bullshit because I feel I am ready to be fucked by this Greek god, right now right here.
He'd tickled and teased me with the pointed tip before dragging the dull edge down my neck and between my breasts. In one tug he tore the bra apart letting my breast out.
His hungry eyes took the sight of me sitting in nothing but just a pair of panties. As his eyes takes my bare chest, he moves his Kinfe towards my nipple and tease me lightly.
