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“Please, Nathan,” she pleaded.

“Please fuck you?” His other hand braced against her inner thigh, thumb touching her entrance. “Pinch your clit harder?” He tugged gently on her clit. She screamed, going still. Her head felt heavy, her body flushed and needy. She took a jerky breath, and the heavy clamps on her nipples bobbed, tugging on the tips of her breasts.

“Please do things to me no man has done before,” she breathed, any verbal filters and checks she had stripped away. “Prove that I belong to you, body and soul.”

Nathan stilled, then exhaled heavily.

There was a brief flash of embarrassment as she played back her words, but there wasn’t time to dwell on or regret what she’d said.

Nathan released her clit, and she rocked back. He made one more pass over her sex with the cloth, drying her skin, before pushing up off the floor and dropping onto the chair.

Nathan picked up a long oval electrode pad. “Close your legs.”

She had only a second to wonder if he’d changed his mind, before Nathan hooked a hand behind her left knee, lifting her leg until her foot was braced on his knee. He spread her leg open, exposing her pussy as she balanced on her right leg.

Peeling the backing off the electrode, he leaned in close to her sex and carefully applied the sticky pad to her labia. When she put her foot down, the shot lead tapped on the inside of her thigh.

He applied a matching electrode to her other pussy lip, the sticky gel pad cold as he pressed hard to make it adhere.

“Leg down, and spread yourself again for me.”

She took a minute to adjust to the odd feel of the sticky pads, then obediently spread her legs.

“To complete the circuit, the electricity will travel through your body.” His fingers traced a path from one electrode, across the inside of her labia just below her clit, to gently tap the second pad.

“You may come from this, you may not. Once I start it, I want you talking the whole time. Tell me what you’re feeling, and where you’re feeling it.”

She nodded, but that wasn’t good enough. He tweaked one of the clamps, and she yelped before quickly saying, “Yes, Nathan.”

“Good girl.” He plugged the short wires from the electrodes into the pin leads. She’d thought the black box on the table was the TENS unit, but it turned out to just be a case for the unit itself, which was much smaller than anticipated—a wireless handheld box.

The screen lit up as he turned it on. She braced, but nothing happened.

Tara opened her eyes, glancing at Nathan, and then blushing when she realized he was leaning back in his chair watching her, the control box cradled nonchalantly in one hand.

“I hope you come.” His gaze raked down her. “I like the idea of making you orgasm for me without ever touching you.”

Tara wet her lower lip, holding his gaze.

“Helpless and coming. Putting on a show just for me.” He leaned forward, gaze intense.

Still looking into those familiar eyes, she didn’t notice his hand move. Didn’t see him activate the current.

A deep buzzing feeling started in her pussy. It was faint, and felt just out of reach, though it was quite literally coursing through her body.

“Tara,” he warned, and she remembered his instructions.

“It tingles, almost a buzz. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s not exactly pleasurable either.”

A pause, and then the sensation changed, a sharper buzz, almost like the pins and needles from having feeling returning to skin that had gone numb, pulsed through her in waves.

“Nathan,” she hissed, head falling back between her raised arms.

“I need more information than that.”

“It’s sharper. Doesn’t hurt, not really, but it’s in the…wrong place. It’s not on my clit, but not in my vagina either.” She blew out air, lifting her head. “It’s frustrating.”

A slow grin spread across his face.

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