9 days until BEING ME EXCERPT

I do as he bids and the instant I comply, he lowers his mouth to linger above mine, his hands still holding my arms, his breath warm, teasing me with the kiss I burn for, but he withholds. I am breathless when his mouth brushes mine, and shocked when his teeth nip my bottom lip. I yelp with the sting and my fingers loosen behind me. He holds my arms in place, so I can’t reach for him, and his tongue snakes forward. He licks the wound be- fore he delves deep into my mouth, stroking me into a compliant moan.

“Pain,” he explains moments later, his arms still wrapping my shoulders,“that becomes pleasure.”His eyes burn into mine. “Lace your fingers again.”