The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 75

Katrina's POV

Make sure I never forget it.

I don't think it was going to hr possible for me to ever forget such a thing

My body begged to be touched by him even tho he had just caused a sight-taking orgasm.

I wanted more... No, I needed more of him

Silas' eyes roamed over my body, Making my heart race wildly.

We were still leaning against the door, and I wanted nothing else but to go to bed to continue what we had started.

My wrists were still bound behind my back, and Silas med me to the bed, setting me down

He immediately brought out a blindfold, and I waited for what he would do.

Letting hinf blindfold me was a wild game of trust, and I was ready for water would happen next.

At the moment, all I had was my other senses. Every breath, every small shift in the room was heightened.

"Do you know what you do to me, Katrina he murmured, his voice, sending shivers down my spine.

I felt the heat of his breath near my ear and I shivered, helpless to move.

How can a man be so attractive

I wanted to answer his question about what I did to him. And what he did to me as well......

But before 1 could, I felt a cold sensation against my skin-a thin sharp line dragging over my shoulder, then across my collarbone.

I sucked in a breath as I realized what it was: a blade.

using a knife to trace over my body, and

the dip above my chest, barely grazing myself

my chest, excitement and fear filling me up

knife move lower, and then he pressed it flat against my thigh, just firm enough to make me aware of its weight

breath hitched, trapped between surrender and

to him totally and the intoxicating

me?" His words

had asked me that question a lot, and never for once

the answer even before he

removed

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slipping out before I could

leaving my skin tingling in its absence. This was

And it excited me.

and I realized jon bow thoroughly he had stripped me of

barely control even

faint sound of a match striking, and then melled

darted behind the blindfolds, but I couldn't see

yet I still

my back, guiding me forward onto my knees and

there, his touch firm,

a new warmth met my skin-not his hand, but something else. I felt it near my

back in

both intense and maddening, each drop sending sparks through

so aware

like that?" he asked, his

me before I could stop it. hated how easily I was giving in,

only one who could control the

wax continued to fall, each drop creating its small eruption of warmth and sensation. I writhed against the bed.

hand held me firmly in place.

slipped