Page 53 of Ivory Obsession
Jade took the bottle from me, her fingers brushing against mine in a silent exchange of electricity. She brought the rim to her lips and took a hesitant sip, her eyes never leaving mine. The sight stirred something raw within me—something dark and hungry.
“Good,” I murmured, watching the flush of pleasure color her cheeks, the way her eyes shone with an intoxicating mix of fear and desire. I took the bottle back from her and placed it back on the table next to us.
“Now, lie back,” I instructed softly, guiding her down onto the plush carpet beneath us that was as rich and decadent as everything else in this highrise restaurant. Her hair splayed out around her like a dark halo, framing her face in an image that was pure sin against the white purity of her dress.
“Hold onto your legs for me,” I said.
She complied, her fingers curling around the back of her thighs. The position left her further exposed to me—a sight almost breathtaking in its raw vulnerability, the view making my blood thrum with anticipation.
“Perfect,” I whispered, eyes never leaving her as I placed myself between her knees. My mouth descended on her once more, and this time there was no hesitation. Jade made a soft sound from deep in her throat, and I felt satisfaction crackle through my veins. “How many orgasms do you think you can have in one night?”
“Wha-what?” The question clearly startled her, a blush creeping up her neck and spreading across her cheeks.
“Just a number, Jade,” I said, my fingers tracing over her exposed skin. I wanted to pace myself.
“I don’t know,” she said.
“Okay. Well, let’s find out,” I said, my voice low and husky with desire.
I didn’t give her time to respond before I pressed my mouth back against her, my tongue flicking against her in a rhythmic dance that pulled a mewl of pleasure from her lips. She tried to squirm away, lost in the sensations I was causing, but I held her firmly in place.
“Dante,” she gasped, her hands clutching at my hair as I continued to tease and torment her. Jade writhed beneath me, completely at my mercy, and it was a view I could get used to. “I...I can’t...”
“Yes, you can,” I countered, pulling back just enough to look at her. The sight was breathtaking - Jade Bentley, brilliant scientist and the woman who held my dark heart in her hands, coming undone because of me. “Look at me. You’re doing so good. You’re being such a good girl for me.”
The whimper that escaped her was music to my ears. I licked her clit again, pressing a finger into her tight pussy.
She gasped, the sound sharp and breathless in the quiet room. I couldn’t help the smug grin that spread across my face at the reaction, the satisfaction of knowing I was making her feel this way.
Her hands tightened in my hair, her body arching off the carpet as she strained against me. Her breaths came in short gasps, her cries growing louder with each pass of my tongue.
“Dante,” she moaned, her voice trembling with desire. “I...I can’t...I’m...”
“I didn’t say you could come yet,” I said.
Her eyes widened as she whimpered, her body trembling on the brink of release.
“Oh... oh God...” she moaned, her grip in my hair tightening as she bit her lip.
“No,” I growled, pulling back to look at her. “Just Dante. No gods here.
“Dante...” she breathed, a plea in her voice that made me smile.
“That’s right,” I said, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. “You belong to me tonight.”
Without wasting a moment, I dove back into her warmth, my tongue swirling against her clit with practiced ease. She writhed beneath me, her fingers digging into my scalp as she tried to keep from falling over the edge.
“You can come now,” I said, pressing a finger into her pussy to find her g-spot. “You can let go, beautiful. Are you going to squirt for me?”
Jade’s eyes widened at my words, but she didn’t reply. She didn’t need to. Her response echoed in the tight grip of her hands in my hair, the arch of her back, and the beautiful flush staining her cheeks.
I didn’t hold back this time. I licked her with vigor, pushed my finger deeper and curled it just right. Jade let out a scandalized moan, her thighs trembling around my head as her climax overtook her.
There she was, coming undone beneath me, just like I’d promised. The sight was intoxicating—better than any wine could ever be.
Hot liquid seeped from her and pooled onto my hand, and I couldn’t help but groan in satisfaction. I took in the sight of Jade, flushed and panting heavily beneath me.
Swiping a thumb against her slick thigh, I brought it to my lips, tasting her release. Jade watched through half-lidded eyes, the blush deepening on her cheeks.