Page 73 of Enthrall
Curiously, I flicked on the oval vibrator.
And adjusted the buzz.
My crazy muse provoked me.
After easing my panties down over my hips and leaning back on the couch, I took in a long soothing breath. I hiked my skirt up around my waist and spread my legs, exposing myself. This felt deliciously naughty. I mused further that I’d been ordered to do it. Had no choice really. With this thought in mind and totally turned on by it, I unbuttoned my blouse slowly and tugged my bra cup down.
The vibe met my nipple gently, pounding its delicate flesh—
Oh God, that’s good.
Both nipples responded, teased by the vibe, their buds raised and demanding more of the toy. My pussy clenched with the thrill of it and the promise of impending pleasure, which I was holding back with this sensuous self-tease of denial.
“Oh please,” I begged.
When the vibe met my clit it sent a jolt of white hot pleasure into it. A luscious charge. My thoughts drifted...
This washisoffice.
Richard’s touch down there bringing this exact same pleasure. His fingers caressing my thighs, spreading them wider. Like I did for him now. With my one hand holding the vibe and teasing it over my clit and the other tweaking my nipples, giving them equal attention, I imagined it was Richard’s hands that were pushing me closer.
On my back lying along the couch, my legs opened wide for Richard...
Hishands moving languidly over my body, exploring, as though discovering me for the first time, roaming across my belly, around to my backside and squeezing me into him.
His tongue encircling the hardened nipples, working alongside his firm steady fingers that tweaked them punishingly. Alternating from one to the other and refusing to let up. My sigh meeting his mouth. His lips easing mine open. His tongue finding mine and tangling until he’d gained control, forcing me to submit. This delicious arousal soaking my swollen clit that throbbed beneath his tongue as he sucked, licked and flicked my clitoris, catapulting me into oblivion.
Directing the pulsing vibe, I ran it up and down and over my clit, riding this maddening bliss and imagining Richard’s face buried between my thighs, his tongue exploring farther, lavishing affection.
He knew I needed this. Needed him. Why was he denying me?
“Richard,” I whispered.
My body went rigid as tremors wracked through me. I was captured by this fever pitch of pleasure as my breath was snatched away.
“Yes, oh yessss....”
I collapsed, panting breathlessly, cheeks flushed. Catching my breath and feeling tingly- good all over, I rode out the last of my release and savored it.
It felt wonderful to be surrounded by Richard’s things, and Scarlet’s permission for me to be in here had made it okay. If this exercise had truly been construed to lesson my need, it had failed. All I could think of washim.
I let out the softest sigh of obsession.
Knowing I was going to have to face Mistress Scarlet soon, and with her strict orders hanging over me, I fired up my new magic friend again.
There was certainly something to be said for being a ‘good girl.’
“EPIC?”
“Yes,” I answered Mistress Scarlet. “It was epic.”
Was she really wanting me to go into detail about my bonding experience with her gift?
“Here.” Amused, she handed me a mug filled to the brim with hot tea, her stare scrutinizing me. The way her expression softened hinted she saw what she wanted in the way of proof.
Warming my hands around the mug, I breathed in the fragrance of citrus fruit.Mmmm, delicious. It reminded me of...Cameron?
Scarlet stepped closer. “Mia?”
