Chapter 104 Misunderstanding
She leaned in slowly, never breaking eye contact. Her tongue flicked out, playful and sensual, as she lowered her head and dragged it across his nipple, teasing him. All the while, her hips moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, grinding herself against his hard, eager cock.
"Adi..." Zion breathed, but his voice hitched when Addison rolled her hips again, slow, deliberate, devastatingly slow. The friction of her slick wet pussy dragging against his hardened cock made his eyes flutter shut, and a repressed groan tore from his throat.
His hands shot up instinctively, gripping her thighs on either side of him. His fingers sank into her soft flesh, holding her as if anchoring himself to reality, silently urging her to keep going.
But Addison—teasing, knowing that she was utterly in control—caught the raw hunger in his eyes and halted her movements. A seductive smirk curved on her lips as she leaned in slightly, golden eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Baby... do you like it?" she asked, her voice honey-smooth, low, but laced with challenge.
Zion could only stare up at her, undone. His expression, once clouded with lust, softened into something reverent. His smile was breathless, his voice husky with emotion and restraint.
"Yes, sweetheart," he said, his tone sincere and desperate all at once. "You can do anything to me. I’ll give you my leash. Be my master... would that be alright?"
His body was burning—an inferno barely held in check. His breath came in ragged bursts as he bit down on his lower lip, trying to keep himself from bucking his hips up into hers, from flipping her beneath him and taking her right there. The urge to move, to plunge into her and claim what he had missed for so long, was almost unbearable.
Goddess, how he had missed her.