#Chapter 252: Move

Steven means to torture me into the ultimate pleasure. My heartbeat is already thunderous, but it somehow amps up even more. I have to clench my pussy to keep from spasming my own way to an orgasm just from thinking about what’s about to happen. Edging. Steven wants to bring me to the edge of climax just to hold me back at the last second, again and again, just like in that BDSM book. Gods, I am so on board with this. So is he, if the unbridled heat in his eyes is enough to go by. His gaze on my naked, sweaty, horny body is sending fire straight into my veins. I want him so badly, I’m about to lose my mind. It’s so difficult to stay as still as he wants me to be. Stop, he said, and gave no command to continue. I whimper, hoping he’ll see how desperate I am. He smiles slightly, a mischievous little thing that I’ve never seen before on his face. Gods, it’s so hot. I can see the relation to Beau when he’s like that, but Steven’s all his own. He’s almost… malicious. I whimper