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“It’s a very, very sad penis,” she said in his ear.
His cock jerked.
“It’s pathetic,” she said.
He let out a little keening noise.
“And I’m not going to touch it until you earn my touch,” she said.
“Fuck,” he breathed, opening his eyes.
She smiled at him. “Take off my shirt.” She lifted her arms invitingly.
He seized the hem of it and pulled it up, baring her bra.
“This too,” she said, touching the strap. “But I bet you can’t even take off a woman’s bra by yourself.”
He grinned at her. “Maybe I’ll just rip it off.”
She bit down very hard on her lower lip, letting out a huff of air through her nostrils.
But he reached around and did it one-handed. Bras were really not that complicated.
“Oh,” she whispered when he dangled it in her face.
“That earn me anything?”
“A kiss,” she said, and their lips met.
He tried to touch her again, and she shoved him off.
“Bad!” she said. “No touching unless I tell you. You’re very, very bad, Decker, and I’m disappointed in you.”
Oh, shit, that authoritarian female voice, being scolded? Why was that so good? He was on fire, all over. He threw his head back. His wings shook.
She kissed his cheekbone. Her voice was soft. “You’re looking at it all wrong, Decker. It’s play. It’s pretending together.”
He opened his eyes.
She was smiling at him. She pushed out her chest, presenting her bare breasts to him.
“Fuck, look at you,” he growled.
“Gentle,” she said. “You may brush—brush—one nipple with one finger, and if you do it too hard, I will slap your fingers, got it, buster?”
“Got it,” he said in a guttural voice, following her instructions. He didn’t feel inadequate this time, but everything about the entire situation felt different. There were different rules—no, it was like she said, they were playing a different game. It was a game.
Her pretty little nipple got so hard when he barely touched it, and this made his groin feel tight, and he touched her other nipple the same way without her giving him permission. He expected her to scold him again. Maybe he wanted her to scold him. But she didn’t, she just shut her eyes and threw back her head and panted, her breasts thrust forward.
“Please,” she said. “Like that. Just like that.”
So, he did it like that, watching her, watching her enjoy his touch, feeling more and more aroused with every moment. “Want my mouth on you,” he said, at some point. “But tell me no, not unless I beg.”
She opened her eyes and seized his chin. “Beg,” she said. “Beg to suck me.”
He convulsed. Fuck, that was hot. “Essence… please… let me taste you.”
She pushed his head at her chest.
