Chapter 1: That Girl

Ian ran his hands up my thighs and palmed my ample hips and up my waist and around to my back, leaving tingling skin in his wake. My stomach heated and my skin was sensitive.

"What kind of magic are you using on me?" I gasped as he nipped the bite on my neck, making me groan.

"It's you who's using magic." He kissed my collar bone. "I'm your slave now. I'm hooked on you. You're exotic, beautiful. You're bewitching."

I froze at that word. Bewitching. That was dangerously close. But Ian still touch and held me tenderly. And I soon forgot my fear, Ian was safety and I shouldn't feel otherwise.

WARNING: STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL SCENES.