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Tawny Taylor Carpe Nocturne 2: Kiss Me, Kill Me - 47 -<br />

“Spread your knees apart.” He used his foot to push at her inner thigh. She<br />

shifted positions slightly, spreading her legs as far as she could. “Oh yes.” His voice<br />

was closer now, maybe six inches from her right shoulder. Little tingles and tickles<br />

danced up her spine. “I can smell how much you want me,” he whispered. “That is the<br />

most delicious scent in the world.” He audibly inhaled. “I can’t get enough.”<br />

She shuddered. Her pussy clenched tightly around burning emptiness.<br />

He pulled her ass cheeks apart. “I want you more than anything.”<br />

Take me.<br />

“I want to fuck you until you lack the strength to remain kneeling, until every<br />

muscle in your body is quivering and your brain has shut down and your insides are all<br />

twisted and looped around themselves. And then I want to fuck you again. This<br />

hunger. It won’t go away. It’s getting stronger and stronger. I don’t know how much<br />

longer I can deny myself.”<br />

“Don’t.”<br />

“You don’t understand. If I lose complete control, I’ll bite you. I can’t do that.<br />

Not yet.”<br />

She twisted her upper body to look at him. He was holding a whip in his fist. The<br />

long leather straps cascaded down over his forearm. Her gaze locked on that whip for a<br />

few stuttering heartbeats before climbing north, to his face.<br />

“Does this scare you?” he asked, lifting the whip.<br />

She watched him comb his long, tapered fingers through the leather straps. “A<br />

little.”<br />

“Usually the anticipation of the pain is worse than the reality of it. I’m not just<br />

talking about in a dungeon, either.”<br />

“Yes.”<br />

“It’s normal to be anxious. That’s what gets the blood pumping, the endorphins<br />

rushing. That can be good or bad. In this case, it’s very good. I want to build<br />

expectation.” He pulled his fingers through the straps again. Then he gave his wrist a

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