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I swayed my hips, making the movement more dramatic. “Yes, Master,” I said when I stood between his legs.
“I forgot to do something earlier.” He stood up and drew me toward him.
“Really?” I asked; it certainly felt like he’d been thorough. “I can’t imagine what.”
He smiled down at me, and even though my body was weak and weary, when he looked at me the way he currently was, with love and desire and passion so evident in his expression, I’d walk across oceans for him.
“I forgot this,” he said and lowered his lips to mine. I sighed in complete bliss as he kissed me. His lips, his mouth—I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of them or take them for granted. The kiss wasn’t long, but it was enough to speed up my heart and to make me think maybe I really wasn’t that tired.
But he broke off the kiss and whispered against my lips. “I’m going to take a shower. Good night, my lovely.”
“Good night, Master.”
I waited until he made it into the bathroom before settling in on the floor. I squirmed a bit. It obviously wasn’t as comfortable as a bed, but it was a lot better than sleeping on the floor directly. I closed my eyes, telling myself I was just resting them and I’d wake up when he got out of the bathroom.
It was cold when I woke up. And dark, I realized, opening my eyes. I reached for the blanket and touched an arm. My heart jumped to my throat before I realized it was Nathaniel.
“Did I wake you?” He’d situated himself between my legs and hiked my gown up to my waist. No wonder I was cold. In the darkness, he was cloaked in shadow. I couldn’t make out his features; it was almost as if I’d conjured him.
“Mmm,” I hummed, suddenly aware I was naked from the waist down and completely spread for him. “I think you did.”
“How very, very rude of me.” He trailed his fingers up and down the insides of my inner thighs. Lightly, barely touching me. My body ached for more, yet I remained totally still. Totally at the mercy of my Master.
He teased me with his fingers and each brush of his fingertips awakened more and more nerve endings in my body until I was panting with need. If he could just move his fingers up, just a little bit higher, and touch me right where I needed.
“Perhaps I should make it up to you for waking you up at this ungodly hour.” His fingers drifted up, slowly, and went just a little bit farther, but stopped right before he got to where I really craved him. “What do you think, Abigail?”
“I would like that very much, Master.” I spoke it calmly and in a tone that in no way resembled the “Yes! Damn it, yes!” I shouted in my head.
“Or maybe I could just go back to sleep,” he mused, but didn’t move. “Of course, it would be such a shame to have used all that energy getting out of bed to just go back to sleep.”
I snorted. “All that energy?”
“I was in the middle of the most delightful dream.”
The entire encounter was feeling more and more dreamlike. The feel of him and the sensation he created inside me combined and swirled together in a way that when taken with the darkness made everything mysterious. If I closed my eyes, it could be anyone touching me. And though I didn’t want anyone except Nathaniel’s hands on me, I had to admit the thought aroused me.
“Tell me your dream, Master,” I said.
“I was sleeping,” he said, lowering his head, sweeping his lips across my knee. “And I woke to find a beautiful woman flying across the room to me.”
“She was flying?” I asked. Nathaniel was always so practical, so exacting, I’d always assumed his subconscious would be the same. I had no idea his mind was even capable of thinking about flying women.
“It was a dream,” he said, as if that explained everything. And it would have if anyone other than Nathaniel was having it. “Women can fly in dreams.”
I wasn’t in the mood to debate whether his dreams could or should follow the personality he presented to the world. I was way too interested in hearing about what happened and finding out if he’d ever move his fingers so they did more than tease me. “Of course they can. Please go on.”
“She whispered to me softly and sat on the edge of my bed. She shimmered all silver and white and then she was gone. I reached out to touch her and she disappeared.”
For some reason hearing him describe his dream made me sad. “It doesn’t sound like a happy dream.”
He lifted my leg slightly and placed a kiss on my knee’s underside. “You haven’t heard the best part yet.”
“There’s more?”
His tongue licked the skin he’d just finished kissing. “Yes, because when I couldn’t find her, I looked over the side of my bed. And do you know what I saw?”
The floor? The answer danced on my lips, but I shook my head. “No, what did you see?”
“I found a woman even more beautiful. In fact, she was so beautiful, I had to climb out of bed to get a closer look.” He lifted his head and ran his hands up along my waist.
My body responded immediately and I sighed.
He whispered against my skin,
When she rises in the morning
I linger to watch her;
She spreads the bath-cloth underneath the window
And the sunbeams catch her
Glistening white on shoulders,
He paused to kiss my shoulders. First one and then the other.
“D. H. Lawrence?” I asked as he nuzzled my neck.
“I’ve been reading poetry lately.”
“I’m impressed.”
“There’s more,” he said, moving down my sides and placing kisses along my collarbone and breasts.
While down her sides the mellow
Golden shadow glows as
She stoops to the sponge, and her swung breasts
Sway like full-blown yellow
Gloire de Dijon roses.
His lips traveled even lower, brushing my hips as he continued.
She drips herself with water, and her shoulders
Glisten as silver, they crumple up
Like wet and falling roses, and I listen
For the sluicing of their rain-dishevelled petals.
In the window full of sunlight
Concentrates her golden shadow
Fold on fold, until it glows as
Mellow as the glory roses.
Nathaniel reciting poetry was enough to drive me wild. Throw in the way he was kissing his way down my body as well and I was as good as gone. I clutched his head as he made his way between my thighs and slowly inched his lips closer and closer and—
“Oh, my, shit!” I screamed as his tongue delved inside me.
