Page 92 of Bragg's Match

“We don’t but if you want to have one to make you feel more comfortable, we can.”

“How about clay?”

“Clay?”

“It’s a dirty four letter word.”

I chuckle. “Clay it is.”

I hold the candle above her stomach. I want to see how sexy she looks with wax dripping all over her breasts, but I need to work up to those sensitive areas.

She squirms. “What are you waiting for?”

“For you to be still.”

“Okay. I’ll be still.”

I wait a minute to make sure she can stay still before pouring a bit of wax on her stomach. She hisses as it hits her skin. Once the wax turns into massage oil, I rub it into her skin and she moans in response.

I continue placing small drops of wax on her stomach on the way to her breasts. Her nipples are already hard but I want them aching for my touch. She presses her thighs together but she doesn’t squirm.

“Good girl,” I murmur as I place a tiny drop of wax on the underside of her breast and she arches her back to get closer to me. I massage the oil into her skin and she moans as she presses her breast into my hand.

“You’re supposed to stay still,” I remind her.

“You can’t seriously expect me to stay still when you—”

I drip wax onto her other breast and she cuts herself off with a groan. I place the candle on the nightstand. I can’t resist the temptation of her breasts any longer. I massage and kneed the soft skin until Soleil is trembling beneath me.

“Is there something you want?”

“I want you.”

“I’m right here.”

“I want you inside me.”

I trail a hand down her stomach past her mound and ignore her clit to plunge two fingers inside her. Her back bows off the bed.

“Is this what you want?” I ask as I pump my fingers into her.

“More.”

I pinch her nipple with one hand while I increase the tempo of my thrusts into her pussy with the other. The combination is too much for her and she comes all over my hand.

“Brody!” she shouts.

“There you go. Shout my name when you come,” I encourage.

“Brody, Brody, Brody,” she chants as I draw out her orgasm with my fingers.

“Wow,” she slurs once her climax finishes.

I reach up with my free hand to remove her blindfold before withdrawing my fingers from her pussy and licking them. Her eyes flare as she watches me.

I open the handcuffs and check the skin on her wrists. “Wait here.”

“Wait here for what?”

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