Chained By The Alpha Jessica Hall

Book 2 Chapter 14

I gasp at the contact as my body presses into the firm expanse of his chest. My hands brace against his hard pecs to stop from falling completely against him. His hands encircle my waist securely, guiding me back to where I was

I can feel the hard bulge in his pants pressing against my core, a result of our close proximity, causing a jolt of desire to surge through me. Oh, this is dangerous indeed

His grin deepens as he feels my surprise. "Is this part of your job, too?" He teases, grinding against me in rhythm with the music

My first instinct is to push away, but the devilish gleam in his eyes makes me pause

Instead, I roll my hips back against him, the

friction igniting a spark of desire within me

"It seems you're the one who wants it, but that'll cost more," I tell him, and the furious growl that leaves him has goosebumps lacing my skin. His hand slaps my ass hard, the skin burning violently. I buck against him with a hiss, and he grabs a handful of my ass, his fingers digging into my crack, teasing the thin fabric against my back passage

"I find out your turning tricks, and I'll do more than spank your ass," he warns. I whimper when he squeezes

"Are you turning tricks, Maya?" he asks, the points of his teeth jutting out from below his top lip. When I don't answer, he slaps my ass again, this time harder, and I know I have his handprint etched into it. "Answer me?" I shake my head, tears burning the corners of my eyesContent © NôvelDrama.Org.

"No, I only dance," I blurt, not wanting to be spanked again. Vance rubs the spot he spanked, the skin burning but his gentle touch easing it somewhat

"And you won't be," he warns

I pretend to be unbothered by it all, though the wetness pooling between my legs betrays how much he is turning me on

Vance's eyes darken further at my response, my scent perfuming the small space. He leans down, his breath hot against my ear. "Seems you're uncomfortable now," he whispers. And I glare at him only to sink lower against him. He groans

"You feel that?" He whispers huskily. "That's what you do to me."

My breath hitches at this, his words echoing

through my skull. The pulse of the music seems to move through me as I find myself swaying with it, grinding against him for a brief moment before pulling back. His gray eyes flare at the contact, the aura of control he has so carefully cultivated wavering slightly

"You're enjoying this more than you care to admit," he dares to say, a crooked smile etched onto his face as he leans into me once again

"No... I'm not," My voice is weak as I try to deny him and myself. But my body betrayed me as I found myself pressing close once more, his hands sliding down the small of my back to pull me further against him

"Yes...you are," He whispers right before I feel him harden against me even more. It is too much. Too fast, too reckless...but it is also exhilarating. Like a fast-paced dance that both

of us know too well

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"Maybe I'm hoping to give you blue balls," I laugh. Vance chuckles darkly and thrusts up

Suddenly, my breath caught in my throat as the friction became too much. I gasp out loud- a soft moan escaping me before I can stop it. Vance cocks an eyebrow up at me but says nothing as I quickly pull away from him, trying to regain control over myself

"See..." His voice was barely audible over the pounding music. "You're enjoying it... Admit it, Maya."

Ignoring his words, I pretend they don't phase me. Instead, I continue dancing though my core is pulsating, my clit throbbing from the friction that is building when I feel 1t. My stomach tightens, and my skin heats; I lose all train of

thought and suddenly see white. All I can focus on is the sensation that ripples through me as I continue to move my hips, my nails digging into his broad shoulders when euphoria rushes through me in waves, and my eyes flutter shut at the sensation

When the high simmer down, leaving me cold, I hear him chuckle. "Liar, don't think I can't smell

that you just come," he purrs