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."Lay down and put your arms over your head."She obeyed, the leather of the couch cool against her shoulders and the backs of her legs.He reached into his pocket and pulled out a length of ribbon."I'm going to tie this around your wrists," he said, "just as a reminder that I want you to keep your hands out of the way.""Okay," said Katie, and felt the satiny touch of the ribbon around her wrists.The restraint was very loose.In fact, if she wasn't careful, the ribbon would slip right off.But she still felt strangely vulnerable and exposed.He stroked her belly, leaving shivers in his wake, and she burned in anticipation of him reaching her panties."How do you feel?" he asked."Really, really turned on," she answered."Good."He moved to the end of the sofa, and took her feet into his big hands.Who would have thought a foot massage could be so erotic? Her moan of pleasure this time was completely unprompted as his thumbs pressed into the arch of each foot with just the right pressure."So you like that?" he asked, in a teasing tone.With an effort, she opened heavy-lidded eyes."Marry me, please.My Mama told me that anyone who can cook and give a killer foot massage is a keeper."An odd expression flickered across his face before he smiled."That's quite a compliment.""You bet," she answered."I have high standards.Cooking alone won't get you there."His hands skimmed up her legs, thumbs caressing the soft skin of her inner thighs.She opened her legs for him, and stiffened when he brushed a light touch against the scrap of silky fabric between her legs.It felt like an electric shock."Good?"She nodded, hoping he would do that again.Instead, he teased her with a fingertip tracing over her belly, following the lacy line of her panties across her hips."I want to touch the rest of you now.May I do that?""Please," she whispered, her throat feeling suddenly dry.This was the moment of truth? Was he going to try to make her climax? Would he be disappointed if she couldn't reach it?Maybe this time will be different.She was pretty sure she had never been this turned-on in her life.She had a vision of Andras unzipping his pants and fucking her on this couch.She wanted it.Badly.Then she stopped thinking as he knelt next to the couch and eased his hand under the top of her panties with tantalizing slowness.She almost screamed when his fingertip slid over her swollen clit, teasing it with a firm touch."How do you like this?"She moaned, spreading her legs, and he continued.His finger circled her with agonizing slowness, tracing each swollen fold, dipping the barest fraction into her entrance before returning to her clit, his touch slippery now with her arousal.It felt so good, and he was so patient, circling and stroking, teasing and caressing.And her miserable body stayed exactly where it was—turned on, but no closer to coming.She wanted to cry with disappointment, and felt her arousal fade begin to fade as anxious thoughts crowded her mind.Everything had been going so well, too! She had found his dominant style a turn-on, and he had figured out exactly what she needed."Hey." His touch stilled, and she opened her eyes to find him looking down at her with a concerned expression."You're worrying about taking too long, aren't you? Stop that," he said, matter-of-factly."I love doing this, love watching you get closer and closer to the edge.""But I'm not getting any closer," she confessed."I'm sorry.What you're doing feels so good, and I love it, but—""Don't apologize.Just tell me what you need.""Fuck me," she begged.He shook his head."I don't think that's going to help in this case.But maybe a bit more stimulation—do you want me to take things up a notch? I have something you might like.""Please," she begged.He reached into his pocket and put something in his finger.It looked like a medieval torture device, bristling with a cluster of soft purple silicone spikes."No one's ever used one of these on you?"She shook her head mutely."It's a fingertip vibrator.You'll have to let me know if you like it." He turned it on low and slipped his hand back between her legs.She felt it brush over her clit, and gasped.It felt amazing, all of the spikes vibrating separately, magnifying the sensations."Green?" he murmured."Oh God, yes!" She moaned, writhing."You're gorgeous like this, all flushed and turned on," he whispered."And I want to play with you for a while."And he did, rolling her nipples with the fingers of one hand, as his other hand stroked everywhere between her legs with the strange little vibrator, but paying special attention to her clit.Her arousal leapt up a level, but climax still seemed a frustrating distance away."Would you like more stimulation now?" he asked, as if reading her thoughts."Please!" Katie thrust her hips upward, begging.In response, she saw him move the vibrator to his thumb and adjust the control.The pitch went higher."I've set this to High.That's too much for most people—let me know if you need me to turn it down."She arched as he moved his hand back between her legs and pushed into her with three fingers, penetrating her with slick ease.She was so turned on now that she was aching and swollen, and it felt so good when he began to pump his fingers in and out of her, pressing and rubbing, all the while teasing her clit with the vibrator on his thumb.As promised, the sensations from the little device were exquisitely intense now, making her jump a little every time the collection of buzzing, vibrating spikes brushed her.She finally she felt herself approaching the edge of climax, and clenched all of her belly muscles, willing it to come with all her strength.Abruptly, Andras switched off the vibrator and his fingers stilled inside of her.Why is he stopping now? She looked up at him in confusion and mute protest."Please, just a little more! I'm so close now," she begged.He leaned over her, completely in control."I know," he said in a hard voice, "And I want you to ask me for permission to come.Call me sir.""P-please.Sir." She realized she loved this game, stretched out before him, her hands tied and his hand between her legs, controlling her."Please.what? Spell it out, Katie.Or I'll stop and walk away." He began to slowly slide his fingers out of her.What? He's really going to stop now?"No! No, don't please!" Katie tried to squirm against his retreating hand, seeking to recapture the fingers that had been impaling her so nicely."Please, I want to come.Sir!""Good enough," Andras said."Now close your eyes and come for me."Katie obeyed, squeezing her eyes shut.She felt one hand return to her breast, and pinch the nipple with shocking strength.At the same moment, he turned the vibrator back on, pressing it firmly against her clit, and curled his fingers inside her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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