Page 67 of Bit's Bliss
I wriggled out of his arms and sat up. “I need to get out of here, Trevino. I feel like I’m going to come out of my skin.”
“It’ll take us an hour to get there. Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Ican’tstay here. It isn’t that there’s anything wrong with the cottage. I’m…I don’t know how to explain it.”
“Okay. We’ll leave now.” Before Trevino led me out to the truck, he grabbed a blanket, which he spread out on the bench seat. He helped me climb in and sit in the center like I had every other time I rode with him.
I shivered with desire when he said, “Listen carefully, little dove. This is how tonight’s going to go.”
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BIT
Iknew what Eberly needed. What I wasn’t sure of was whether she was ready for it. The way our conversation went on the hour-long drive would determine how I’d proceed once we arrived at Poppy Hill Ranch.
Two things would happen regardless of what the rest of the night looked like. Eberly needed to eat, followed by a soak in the tub. That the cottage had a single shower was the reason I’d said I wished we were at the ranch.
Once we reached the highway we’d remain on for thirty miles, I was ready to begin.
“Upon our arrival at the house, you will go inside, remove your clothing, and kneel where I tell you to while I make us dinner. You won’t leave that spot, and there will be no talking.” I glanced over at her. “Did you hear me, little dove?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice was breathy, and her eyes drooped, confirming I was on the right track.
“After we finish eating, you’ll go into the bedroom and wait while I prepare the bath.”
“Um, yes, sir.”
“Is there something you want to say?”
“Do I kneel again while I’m waiting?”
“Yes. In fact, if you’re unsure during a scene, you will not be punished for kneeling unless I’ve given you specific instructions otherwise.”
“Yes, sir,” she repeated.
“Unfasten your jeans and remove them and your panties. Fold both and set them on the seat beside you.” I waited a couple of seconds, then cleared my throat.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. Are you warm enough?”
“I’m fine, sir.”
“Open your legs, little dove. Are you wet for me?”
“I think so, sir.”
“Touch yourself, then show me.”
From the corner of my eye, I could see her spread her folds and use two fingers to do as I asked. When she tentatively raised her hand, I grabbed her wrist and brought it to my mouth, licking her essence with my tongue. “Put two fingers inside your pussy, but do not move them until I tell you to.”
“Y-y-e-s, sir.”
While she still trembled, now it was with need, want, and desire, rather than overwhelming fear. For the next few hours, I’d keep her from diving too deep into her head by taking away her choices.
“Press the pad of your thumb on your clit.”
Eberly whimpered.
