Page 35 of Unbreakable

“Yes they are.” he says as he picks them up, fisting them in his hands before tucking them into his jacket pocket. “A little damp, if I might add. Is someone aroused? Also, you didn’t follow my command to the letter, once a contract is formed that would be basis for a spanking, Lil’ Witch.”

Fuck if he doesn’t turn me on. I keep shifting my legs against each other, trying to alleviate the throbbing between my legs. I need to get fucking laid.

“But with all pain there is pleasure too. You seem to be unable to sit still. Is there something wrong? Is your pussy feeling needy, Lil’ Witch?”

“Yes.” I moan breathlessly. “It is..” I pause for a slight moment. “Sir.”

I swear I hear him growl, and it excites me more.

“Look at my good girl, she can be trained to follow directions. I think I will reward you. Stand up, pull your dress up and lay back on the table beside us, then spread your legs for me.”

I stand slowly doing as he commanded and I’m so aroused. I feel like his commands soothe that inner desire within me that craves what he so willingly wants to give me.

Pulling my dress up, I expose my pussy to him before turning and placing one side of my ass cheek on the table before the other, then scoot back slightly and lie down.

“Good girl.” he says, reaching into the bucket holding the wine bottle and pulling out a cube of ice. “Feet on the table and spread them. And Lil Witch, I need you to be quiet, one peep out of you and I stop. Do you understand?” he asks and all I can do is nod my head.

“I need words, beautiful.”

“Yesss.” I say, drawing out the end of it.

He takes the ice cube and places it on my skin near my ankle, gliding it softly across my skin and a throbbing sensation immediately fires straight to my clit, causing me to arch my back on the table and moan out loud. He immediately stops and removes the ice.

“I warned you Lil’ Witch, not a sound. That’s your one and only warning.”

“Yes, Sir.” I say breathlessly.

He once again replaces the ice, this time on my thigh as he makes his way up towards the apex of it. He slowly runs it through the center of my lips until he reaches my clit and starts rubbing in lightly pressured circles.

I extend my fingers out and grasp the tablecloth underneath me, clenching my lips together as my back arches even more off the table.

“Look at you being so obedient.” he praises just before he leans over and blows warm air across my pussy and ohhh fuck, it feels so good. He continues to rub the ice along my lips, then back up to my clit, before I feel the intrusion of his finger in my hole, one, then two, then three. He pumps them in and out, hooking them as he pulls out so they drag across my tender g-spot. I feel my clit catch on fire as shocks of electricity explode through me and my climax hits. I cum all over his fingers, saturating them with my juices. He keeps pumping, slowing slightly as I ride out the waves of euphoria.

Once the last shock escapes my body, he pulls his fingers out and lifts them to his mouth, sucking my essence off each and every one of them.

“I knew you would taste devine, my flavor of choice over the most expensive wine there is.”

He reaches his hand out to me, assisting me to sit, then stand as he pulls my dress back into place.

“Now, let’s return to dinner.” he says as he helps me back to my chair.

And that’s what we do. We eat, he asks questions, which I avert away from when they come to my past, then at the end of the night he escorts me to the valet, where my car is already waiting, places a kiss on my cheek and tells me he’ll see me on Monday.

What the fuck? Give me the best orgasm on a restaurant table I’ve ever had, it’s the only one but who’s counting, then says goodnight.

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