The Monocle's Eye

Chapter 22

 "But it was still risky." I protested, turning to Illy as she bolted the door shut, locking off the tower from all that lay below.

"We were in public, Elly, Mother would never even think to lash out in public. You saw her, she could barely even yell."

"I just think that," I began, but she pulled me forward gently by the chain around my neck, silencing me as she leaned in for a kiss, pressing me against the door for support.

"I think you talk too much," She teased, her breath cold on my neck, making my skin tingle. She latched on to me with her lips, sucking a red hickey into my skin before straightening back up to kiss me on the lips.

"Well you kiss too much," I whispered back.

"Do you dislike it?"

"No, I never said that." I felt my head meet the hard wood of the door as she kissed me, drawing back for air.

"Well I didn't either." She let her hands rest on my waist as she looked me over, her hands pressing against the bare skin that was revealed by the cut out in my dress. "Perhaps, I like it too much." She said, toying with the fabric of my skirt. I let my arms rest on her shoulders as she leaned to the side, nibbling kisses into my neck.

"You're gonna l-eave a mark." I moaned in protest.

"Oh, I'll make sure I do. How else are people to know who you belong to." Her voice was soft as she teased me, making my back tense in anticipation. "If you weren't so pretty, maybe I wouldn't have this compulsion to paint you."

"Well, what claim do I have on you?" I asked, pressing her back a bit, her big eyes wide as I spoke. "You've got a chain, a charter, and a couple dozen bruises on me, can't I have a bite mark or two?" I leaned forward and closed the gap between us, pinching the skin of her neck between my teeth before releasing it to suck a purple dot onto her collarbone.

"That's the thing Sweetheart, it's likely you have more claim to me than I you."

"How so?" I asked, sucking another hickey into the skin just below her jaw.

"I've done everything I want, now all I want is you, but you, you're young, theres no guarantee you won't find someone you like more." She said. I laughed, pulling away to look in her eyes.

"I was literally created for you, surely you know by now there's nothing more I could want. What is there to want? No one could compare to you." I saw a spark lit in her eyes, as she slipped her hands behind my back, fumbling with the buttons of my dress My cheeks were hot as they slipped away, my dress falling open and slipping off me as she lead me away from the door.

"Now how, when you say things as cute as that, do you expect me to wait through two flights of stairs to get my hands on you?" Her voice was sultry smooth as she pushed me down on the couch. She straddled me, letting her fingers trace my bare stomach before she pulled back to undo her tie, draping it over the side of the couch before pulling off her white dress, revealing a sight to make me gasp. She had on matching black undergarments, their satiny fabric cut into crisscross patters across her pale, rounded skin. "Like what you see?"

"More than you'll ever know," I replied, biting my lip as she leaned over me, her torso outstretched as her hips pressed on mine. Her hand reached behind my back as she kissed me, unclipping my bra and letting it slip off. She took my left breast in her hand, rolling it against her palm and tweaking the hard nipple. I moaned. I felt a finger trace out a path down my stomach, pressing lightly on the wet fabric of my underwear.

"Needy, aren't you," She teased, running her finger up and down me through the fabric. My back buckled, arching upward in pleasure, but my moans were silenced by her tongue as it wove around mine.