Merciless Pleasure

HAZEL

Cade doesn't rush. This time, he doesn't go straight for where I'm aching. He presses an open-mouthed kiss to the soft skin high on my inner thigh. His teeth graze, biting softly.

Each bite is a little harder than the last until the sharp sting makes me gasp, my hips trying to twist away.

He holds me still.

"Don't move," he rasps against my skin.

He keeps going.

Soft kisses, then hard