Page 56 of Black Light: Cured

like this. Once her body is at rest, I let my arm fly again with a surgeon’s precision. One after the

other, a strip of red crosses both of her cheeks.

I slide two fingers deep inside, and the moment I breach her entrance, her body quivers. She’s so

close. So fucking close. I have to be careful. I have to make sure she doesn’t come. I want her to

remember me tonight when she goes home. I want every inch of her screaming out for the attention that

only I can give.

Sliding my left hand around her waist and up to her breast to play with the tight nipple that juts out

under the scrap of lace, I whisper, “Should I let you orgasm?”

“Yes, sir!” Her voice is earnest when she jerks back from my rough touch as I pinch and pull at

her nipple.

“And why should I?”

“Because I-I— Just please.”

Her pleas wash over my body, flooding my system with arousal so intense that it’s hard to breathe

for a moment. “No.”

“What?” The question in her voice is laden with near hysteria as she continues to grind against the

cross.

“I plan on leaving you just like this, that way you can feel just a modicum of the desire I have for

you. Tonight, I fully intend on satisfying myself as I replay this little scene over and over again in my

mind.”

“But—”

“Let me take you to dinner tonight, then we can talk about me getting you off. Fair?”

“No.” The petulant tone to her voice as she pouts nearly undoes me.

“Well, tough, that’s how it’s going to be.”

As I remove her restraints, Danny walks over to me, a piece of paper in his hand. He gives me a

minute to finish taking care of Lila before handing it to me.

“You have a phone call.”

A frown pulls my brows down as I glance at the hasty scribble on the paper. The only people that

have this number are the medics that take care of the Wizards. If they’re calling me, then something’s

gone wrong at today’s game. Sighing, I lean in and brush my lips against her temple.

“Is there anything I need to do for you? Aftercare? Anything?”