I gasped as it shot pleasure through me right before Braxton’s teeth sank into my thigh.
I cried out as it brought me straight to the brink of orgasm, the pleasure an overwhelming storm that had me desperate for friction.
I whimpered as he pulled his teeth slowly back out and licked the mark. Over and over again, each stroke of his rough tongue like another stroke on my c**t.
And then Nikolai’s fingers were pinching down on my n****e, making me arch against him, gasping at the assault of alive nerves it sent into a frenzy.
“Please,” I whimpered, needing more, needing friction, needing something that they weren’t giving me. I needed to let go, but they stopped every time I was close and I was withering inside.
Nikolai let my breasts go where they spilled over the half-undone corset and
