Nazai moved through the club until we were walking down a dark hall then upstairs. He opened a door to a well-lit room. When I looked around, I saw it was an office. He moved to the couch and lay me down with my purse next to me.
“Hot,” I moaned, pulling on the bottom of my dress. It hugged my small frame and currently felt suffocating.
“Let me help you.” He pulled me up and unzipped the dress. I didn’t have a bra on. My breasts were perky enough to sit up high on their own. They weren’t the largest but looked good either way.
“I’m not having sex with you,” I said breathlessly as he helped me out of my dress, pushing it down my body.
“Don’t worry Wildfire, when I fuck you, you’re gonna be sober and coherent.”
His hands pushed over the collar on my neck and he tugged on the heart. A wave of possession passed through his eyes.
He dipped his head so he was eye level with my breasts. A loud, embarrassing moan left my mouth when he ran his tongue over one. My already sensitive nipples seemed to be even more alive than normal. As I arched into his mouth, he used his teeth to pull and tease my hardened nubs.
“I never met a woman whose nipples were as sensitive as yours. I could just blow on them and you’re ready to cum.” To prove his point he blew on my breast and my body shivered. “You’re usually talking shit, but I don’t hear anything now. Where’s that smart ass mouth at?” His hand went between my legs and he pressed on my pussy.
I whimpered and ground against his touch, needing more. His hand on my skin made my body ache with yearning desire.
His mouth bounced between my breasts—teasing, sucking, and licking my nipples. A tsunami formed between my legs, drenching my panties. I had come once already just from the stimulation to my hardened nubs. My body felt more alive than ever. It was a feeling I never wanted to lose.
“I love when you fight me, but I think I love seeing you turned on more. The blissful look on your face is captivating,” he uttered against my skin, kissing down the valley between my breasts to my stomach. His tongue swirled around my belly button. Butterflies fluttered wildly in my belly.
My eyes closed, my breathing grew heavy, and my chest rose and fell quickly. I felt him pull my panties down. My skin was still extra sensitive. A shiver raced through me when he got to my mound. He pushed my legs wider and kissed the inside of my thighs.
“I’ma write my name on this pussy so it only knows me,” he rasped, sinking his teeth into my skin and sucking hard.
I moaned in response, unable to form a proper word.
What the hell was he doing to me?
I shouldn’t be allowing him to touch me. I should be fighting him and pushing him off. My blame went to the drug; that was the only explanation. Foolishly, I’d taken it, not knowing what it was. Now I was at Nazai’s mercy.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out when his tongue swiped across my pussy. My clit throbbed as my pussy grew wetter.
“You taste good as hell.” He sucked my lower lips into his mouth. My hands balled tightly at my sides as an overwhelming sensation filled me.
“When I finally have this pussy wrapped around my dick, I know I’ma be hooked. Look how fucking wet it’s getting for me and I barely touched her.”
I tuned him out, getting lost in the sensation his mouth was bringing me. I had never felt like this before. The pleasure was almost overwhelming.
I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting to keep my moans to myself until Nazai slapped my pussy. “I like to hear the outcome of my work. Let me hear you,” he grunted, pushing a finger inside of me. I winced and pushed out a shaky breath. “Fuck, how long has it been? You’ve got a vice-like grip on my finger.” He pushed another finger in, moving them back and forth. It was painful but the pleasure overshadowed it.
“Nazai,” I whimpered as my body trembled.
“There you go, Wildfire. Cum for me. Show me what this pussy can do. Just like that. Fuck!” he growled, covering my clit with his mouth and sucking it roughly.
I didn’t know how long we stayed in that office or how many times I came. Eventually I passed out, feeling exhausted and overstimulated.
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I had to blink a couple times to focus my eyes as I listened to Nora speak with the lady at the dress shop. I brought the glass bottle of apple juice to my mouth, appreciating the cool liquid as it ran down my parched throat.
Last night was a slight blur to me. I remember bits and pieces like going into Nazai’s office before passing out. The main thing that kept playing over in my mind was the multiple orgasms he brought me and the way his eyes burned into me whenever I caught his stare. Heat flooded in my stomach and I downed the apple juice faster. This morning he was gone before his mom popped up at the house. I had forgotten she’d mentioned coming to take me to dress shop.
I wasn’t enthusiastic about going with her. My guard was up, not forgetting her threat toward me. I had my gun and knife in my small, book bag purse. Hopefully this lady wouldn’t make me use it. Carson was with us too. He seemed fine this morning when I checked in on him. He was currently sitting against the wall, playing his Switch, lost in his own world.
“Cashlynn, did you hear me?” I snapped out my thoughts and peeked up at my future mother-in-law. She was a beautiful woman. Almost too beautiful, made me wonder if she had any work done. Her face showed minimal signs of aging, although I was sure she was in her fifties. Her makeup was done to perfection, hair done in soft locs. She had the same gingerbread skin color as Nazai and penny-colored eyes as well.
“What did you say?” I asked, looking between her and the worker.
