Page 53 of Prized Possession

Repeating what she did before, she slowly drags her finger through her slit, starting at the bottom, pulling it all the way up to her clit. Learning from last time, she rubs her finger over it gently, but she doesn’t give it any more attention, though it’s clear by the way her eyes screw tighter that she really wants to.

She then brings her finger up and holds it in front of her, though her eyes are still firmly clamped shut.

“Open your eyes,” I snap, and she does.

Our gazes both fix on the finger she’s holding up in front of her face. There’s no denying the glistening wetness that is soaking it, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from moaning.

“So fucking wet, Mio,” I growl, and I’m sure she’s watching my bright blue eyes darken with pure lust.

I want nothing more than to move over to her, take her finger in my mouth, and devour every last drop of her. I have to grip the chair arms to keep myself still.

“Now I want you to show me how you played with yourself last night. I want to watch as you touch your dripping cunt, wishing it was me.” My voice is so deep and raspy, I barely recognise myself.

Her eyes snap up to meet mine, and I can tell she’s nervous, but she must see something in my gaze as she doesn’t hesitate to move her hand. Her dripping wet finger is on her clit straight away, but she takes her time, spreading the juices over her sensitive nub, her breath hitching as she does.

With each stroke, she gets lost in herself, and though her eyes appear to be fixed on me, she’s totally immersed in the experience. I don’t think she’d have any idea if I left the room.

Ha, there’s no fucking way. Someone could drop a nuclear bomb and I still wouldn’t move from this spot.

I watch with rapt attention as her fingers explore her pussy. She startsslowly, using her fingers to spread her juices around, getting her clit and her lips nice and wet. Each time she tentatively circles her clit, a shiver ripples through her, and her head lulls back just a little.

Once she’s made sure her fingers and her pussy are dripping wet, that’s when she starts to lose herself. She alternates between rubbing her fingers over her clit, pulling a moan from her lips, before moving back to gently tracing circles around it, making her tremble.

I’m leaning so far forward now, I’m about a minute or two away from falling head first out of my chair. I’m so fucking enthralled by her movements.

The way her chest rises and falls in short gasps as her breathing speeds up. The way the red on her chest glows brighter as she gets hotter. The way her head falls back and her eyes roll when she hits a particularly good spot, unable to stop the groan from filling the room.

“Does that feel good, Mio? Is your pussy getting wet and tingly each time you press your clit?”

She makes a noise that sounds like confirmation, mixed in with a loud groan as her fingers press hard on her clit. I’m sure I heard the wordyesin there somewhere, and watching her lose control like this makes me smile.

Before I know what I’m doing, I’m out of the chair. I use the last of my self-restraint to stand when really all I want to do is crawl on my hands and knees across the room, settling in between her legs. Somehow, I manage to retain a little of my dignity, and I walk over to her instead.

Chloe has no idea I’ve even moved. She’s so lost in her own head, her eyes scrunched shut, so she hasn’t seen or heard me approach. It’s not until I speak, and she hears how close I am that her eyes fly open in surprise. “Does that feel good?”

Her eyes lock with mine and she nods her head rapidly.

“Yes.” It sounds more like a breathy moan than a word.

“Do you like having me watch you while you play with your wet pussy?”

“Fuck, yes,” she moans, as she presses her fingers harder against her clit.

I bet if I were to slide a finger into her tight hole right now, I’d feel her walls starting to tighten around me. She looks like she’s getting closer to the edge, but I’m not ready for this to be over yet.

“Do you like being a dirty little slut? Do you like teasing me as you rub your clit like a naughty whore?”

Her breath hitches and her eyes widen as she hears the dirty words, and I smile as I expose her love of degradation. I had a feeling, and I couldn’t be more fucking pleased that I was right.

“I’m… I’m not a-a slut,” she mumbles, in between gasping for air.

I lower myself so that I’m sitting on the sofa beside her, so close my knee istouching her bare thigh, and she doesn’t take her eyes off me the whole time. I lean in close, so my lips are right beside her ear, my breath fanning across her cheek.

“That is exactly what you are, Mio. You aremyslut. You are my dirty little whore, and that is something you should be so fucking proud of.

“You can be a high-society lady out in the real world, but when you’re here with me, you are my slut. You live to bring me pleasure, and in return, I will show you how good your body can really feel.

“Being a dirty slut isn’t a bad thing, as long as it’s just for me,” I tell her, feeling the way her body shivers with my words.

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