deliberately slowing his pace so as to
drag it out as long as she could. A frustrated cry tore from her
lips as she squeezed her eyes shut, but they popped open as he
pinched her clit hard enough to cause pain.
“I told you to keep your eyes open.” The
gleam in his eyes was hard now. “Are you getting tired of watching
me?”
“No Master. Of course not.” She sucked in a
shuddering breath. “I’ve just been waiting so long to come. I’m
sorry, Master. I won’t do it again.”
“For that infraction you’ll have to wait a
little longer.” He pulled his fingers out, studied the small bit of
ice between them. “Almost gone. Take this one, too. I want you to
taste yourself.”
He shoved his fingers into her mouth this
time and she sucked them, allowing the cool ice to melt on her
tongue as she tasted her unique flavor. She’d never done anything
this erotic in her life. Her eyes drifted up to the mirror on the
ceiling as he settled between her legs with more ice cubes, and she
watched her body stretch like a bowstring as he inserted another
ice cube into her rear, and then slid an ice cube directly between
his teeth.
Her hips about flew off the table as he
pressed the ice cube to her clit, but this time he was licking her
at the same time, so that she was simultaneously assailed by raging
heat and icy cold. It was sweet torture like she’d never
experienced before. Her entire body hummed with pent up frustration
and pleasure, begging to be released.
“Please, Master,” she cried, the words
nearly incoherent with gasps and sobs. “Please, let me come!”
He lifted his head for just a minute. “You
may come now, Katherine.”
He sucked her clit hard into his mouth and
she exploded, her entire body convulsing. The pleasure engulfed her
so completely, so utterly that she nearly passed out. Soft strokes
along the sides of her hips brought her back, and she lifted her
head to see him looking at her with a mixture of tenderness and
hunger.
“Thank you, Master,” she managed, her heart
thundering loudly. She took a deep breath to try and steady it.
“That was amazing. Better than any I’ve ever had.”
He smiled widely. “I am very pleased,” he
told her, unstrapping her from the table. He lifted her into his
arms and carried her to the door.
“Where are we going, Master?”
“To bed.”
“But we haven’t…” she trailed off as he
pressed a finger to her lips.
“I know. Trust me, I intend to have you
fully. But I am very good at what I do and I can see that you need
some rest. Let’s take an hour. You’ve been working hard during the
day, and you’re not accustomed to all this yet. I want you to fully
enjoy it.”
She snuggled against his chest with a smile,
realizing just how sleepy she was getting. “Thank you, Master,” she
told him as he set her atop the glossy black comforter.
“You’re very welcome.” He joined her on the
bed and pulled her against his chest. “Sleep now.”
Her eyes fluttered closed, and she succumbed
to the tiredness tugging at the edges of her mind.
****
It was her own moans that finally woke her.
She’d been dreaming that she was burning up, that she was drowning
in a fast expanse of sexual pleasure, hands gliding down her body,
touching her in all the right places. Her eyes opened to see Mark
over her body, one of her nipples in his mouth.
“Finally awake.” He looked up with a smile,
and then kissed her. She twined her arms around his neck and lost
herself in that simple pleasure, her body aching with the sweetness
of it. His hands slid down to her breasts, tweaking her nipples and
rolling them between his fingers. One of his knees was wedged
between her legs and she lifted her hips, rubbing herself
shamelessly against him. The crisp hairs on his leg teased her
pussy before he pulled his leg away.
“I knew you were a wanton,” he teased,
nibbling the side of her neck. “But don’t think the rules have
changed simply because you’re
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