Page 54 of Savage
I licked my lips, enjoying the heat that crawled up my spine from Elio’s gaze. Shaking my head, I knew exactly what I wanted to put on.
“That one, please.”
Shit, I was having a hard time controlling myself. I sounded breathy to my own ears.I wondered if Elio could tell how turned on I was.
She passed over the rich red shirt-style dress. I didn’t bother going behind the curtains. I wanted Elio to see every inch of me. Shimming out of the clothes, I was left with the black lacy panties.
I took the dress in hand; the silk felt great against my skin. Its coolness sent a shiver down my spine. I made a show of slipping it on, making sure to move slowly as I bent over.
The air in the spare room filled with sexual tension. I straightened back up. My breathing labored as I finished putting the dress fully on. It rested just under my ass, showing off my pale legs. The V dipped a little ways past my nipples. The sleeves gave it a somewhat modest look.
I made sure to hook the metal chain tight enough that the dress rode up a little more, showing off the bottom of my ass. Licking my lips, I finally flicked my gaze up and met Elio’s in the mirror. His green eyes darkened with desire.
Never stop looking at me like that.
“Rachel, you can leave everything here. Forward the bill to me,” Elio said.
She smiled like a kid on Christmas. “Will do. I’ll be back later to pick up the items they didn’t like.” She winked at me. “I have another appointment to get to.”
“Bedroom now,” Elio commanded.
I sucked in a breath and turned to face him. I didn’t have it in me to disobey or tease him. Every fiber of my being was screaming for my daddy. I walked past him brushing up against his solid body. His warmth seeped into me, making the inferno of desire already building grow twice as large.
Every step I took was one closer to having Elio’s hands back on me. My stomach twisted as heat covered me from head to toe. My cock refused to go down, but I didn’t blame it. Not with Elio only two steps behind me.
The silk of the red t-shirt dress glided over my cock, teasing me with every step. By the time we made it to the room, I was panting and ready to drop to my knees for Elio.
The door closed, and the final click was like a slap to the ass. I swallowed back the moan that nearly broke free. He hadn’t even touched me, and I was ready to explode.
“You were eyeing these,” Elio said, moving around me and holding a pair of black, red bottom high heels.
My heart was attempting to beat out of my ribcage. For the first time in a while, I found it hard to talk.What the hell did he do to me?It was the night at the strip club all over again. The nervous butterflies in my stomach built with every second that passed.
Elio handed them over, and I took them with shaky fingers.
Sayge, get it under control. You’re supposed to be seducing him.
The pep talk did nothing as I held the shoes close to my chest.
“Put them on, angel,” Elio said.
Desire wrapped around me and squeezed the moan I’d tried desperately to keep out of my mouth. “Yes, daddy.”
I slipped the shoes on and stood there before him. My cock was rock hard, the panties unable to confine it any longer. The dress had a prominent tent now in the front.
Elio made his way to the closet and returned moments later, naked and holding a pair of silver diamond-encrusted cuffs. My heart skipped a beat, and I ran my tongue over my lips in anticipation.
“Is that for me?”
“Hands behind your back,” Elio said.
Turning around, I placed my hands behind me, resting on my lower back. Heat radiated off Elio as he stepped behind me. He swooped my hair over my shoulder. A moan tumbled out as Elio bit down on the back of my neck. My head fell forward as he soothed the ache with his tongue.
Cool metal snapped around my wrists before I knew what was happening. My head thrashed against my ribcage, and precum dripped down my cock and soaked into my panties.
Elio shoved me over the bed’s edge. I bit down my bottom lip as the panties were torn from my body. The fabric gave way, and I felt cool liquid drip down my crack.
Fuck yes.
