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Eleanor looked down at Kingsley He kept his eyes lowered She snapped her fingers in front of his face, one of Søren’s least endearing ways of getting her attention It worked Kingsley met her eyes
"Are you sure?" she asked "Completely 100 percent sure about this?"
"Elle, listen to me" He met her eyes and looked deep and hard into the breath What to dowhat to do She’d been hurting herself since she was a teenager She kne to give pain, right? She’d been the first person to hurt her own body
Then she had an idea
She opened the drawer in his nightstand and pulled out a scalpel from a leather case Then she picked up the lit candle
"Blood-play or wax-play?" he asked Both seemed amenable to him
"Neither," she said
She crawled onto the bed and straddled Kingsley’s hips She pushed herself against his erection but didn’t let hiainst her wet seam She wanted him in her, yes, but she wanted to make him wait even more
"I did this toiron My curling iron’s all the way in the other rooht the blade of the scalpel into the flame of the candle and watched while the fire heated thered, she lowered the scalpel and pressed the flat of the blade against Kingsley’s stoht and arched underneath her, arched so hard his cock went inside her She shuddered as their bodies joined She settled in on top of hi her hips to take hih his clenched teeth She’d given hiree burn
"Did I hurt you?" she asked, worried she’d crossed a line already
"God, yes Do it again," he said between harsh breaths "Please"
Eleanor laughed "Well, since you asked so nicely"
Then she brought the blade into the flaht it back to his stomach
The red-hot metal left half-moon shaped burns on his stomach Every time she touched hiony, grunted in the back of his throat and pushed his hips into her
After the fifth burn, and the sixth, sex and pain beca to them Their bodies were joined but only when she pressed the blade against his stoainst the tender flesh of his inner bicep, did he thrust up and into her
Her oetness poured out of her and coated hi?" she asked,