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By the time her body calms and her breathing steadies, my hand and the bed are soaked from her orgasm, and that was just the first one.

“Such a good girl,” I praise her while kissing the side of her neck as I pull my hand free. She whimpers from the emptiness, practically begging for more.

I crawl over her placing myself between her thighs again. Goosebumps spread along her skin as I trace invisible patterns on her inner thighs.

“Do you want more?” I ask, making sure she still wants this.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Mr. Anderson,” she purrs.

I grab the strap and slip it under her before securing it on the front. Her head tilts as she tries to figure out what I’m doing, but she doesn’t question it. I grab the rose vibrator and turn it on. A click can be heard before a faint buzzing noise starts. Her lips part as the sound reaches her. Two more clicks put it at a level three out of ten. I want to start slow since she’s so sensitive, but mark my words, it will be at the max level of ten before the night is up.

Now the fun can begin.

CHAPTER 96

NOAH

The second the rose vibrator is secured into the strap and suctions to her clit, her back arches. A desperate moan comes from deep inside her tempting me to turn the vibrator up another level. Her breathing is rapidly picking up as she tries not to move her body. Such a good girl, still trying to obey me even though she’s dying to fight against the restraints.

I can see it in the way her fingers clench then unclench, nails digging into her palms. Her hips barely move, flexing as she desperately tries to thrust. Fuck. This might be better than the truck. This might be my new favorite way to have her.

“How’s it feel?” I ask as I slide my hand up the center of her stomach then back down to add just a little pressure to the rose.

“Fuck,” she moans.

“That’s not an answer, Little Rabbit.”

I click the button twice on the rose putting it up to a level five. The vibrations intensify causing her body to tremble as incoherent sounds come from her lips.

“So…. Good,” she whimpers.

Good.

I lean over her pressing my body against hers, pinning the vibrator between my body and her clit. She starts shaking her head back and forth as she tries to wrap her legs around me to pull me closer, but her legs aren’t even able to come close.

“Damn…it…Fuck!” she screams as her chest flushes red and her body tenses with her second orgasm of the night.

“Such a beautiful sight,” I praise her as I caress the side of her breast then circle her nipple with my thumb. “Don’t move, Willow,” I reprimand her, feeling her tugging on the wrist straps.

I reach behind me, finding the knife and wrapping my hand around the cold handle. I let my body temperature slowly warm the steel as I continue to torture her nipple with the other hand. Pinching and flicking against the tip with my thumb, watching her body struggle beneath my hands.

I let the tip of the knife slowly run up her leg from her ankle, the blade barely kissing her skin. It leaves behind a small red line, just barely a scratch. It’s beautiful watching her perfect pale skin turn red for me.

“Noah…Is that the one from the truck? From that night?” she asks breathlessly.

I glance down at the knife in my hand wondering if I made the right decision choosing this one. Should I just run back out to the truck and grab the other knife? Guilt twists in my stomach. What if she doesn’t see it the way I do? What if she doesn’t feel that by doing this with the knife that nearly took me from her, we’re reclaiming our control? Replacing the pain with pleasure.

“Noah?” she whimpers my name.

I didn’t realize I had rested the knife down on her stomach and placed my hand over it… the same spot where it stabbed me.

“It’s not the one from the truck,” I finally manage to answer.

“Oh. You have another knife you’d prefer to…What was it you said that night? Taste me on its blade forever.”