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She licked her palm and squeezed the moistness down his shaft, increasing the strength of her grip and the friction of her tugs. His balls jumped a little more and clear liquid seeped from the slit at the end of his cock, and she spread that into her palm and rubbed it onto him, too.
Faster and faster, she squeezed, rubbed, fondled, and then he set one hand on her wrist and opened his eyes. “Thank you, pretty girl.”
“You don’t—”
“You can put my pants back where you found them. You did a very good job, but I’d argue that licking your palm was cheating.”
“If you’d like, I could finish. Suck you, if you’d like.”Am I begging?Valerie never begged. She went along with the program and did what she was asked, for the most part, but she’d never had a spirit of volunteerism when it came to sexually gratifying her doms. She had always just been trying to get herself into that headspace where she could have one of the elusive, mind-bending orgasms where she couldn’t tell if she were still in her body. They were worth all the buildup, but for once, she wasn’t so concerned with that.
She craved seeing Tim come. She wanted to watch him be undone by her touch—her presence—and she was starting suspect he’d never let her see it.
Why not?
“I like the way you suck me very much, pretty girl, but I’m going to take a nap. Before I take that nap, I’m going to show you how to watch the boat controls. I’m going to show you how to access the satellite connection in case you get bored and want to watch television. I’m even going to show you the drawer full of paperbacks I have on the boat that no one ever reads. Do you read, pretty girl?”
He skimmed his fingers along her cheek and back into her hair where he loosened the elastics holding her bun in place.
Shit.
He handed her one brown tie and then the other, taunting her for having tied it all back in the first place. “It should be down when we play again. Make sure it is or I’ll have to waste time undoing it myself.”
“Yes, Tim.”
“Answer my question. Do you read for fun?”
“Sometimes.”
“What do you like to read?”
He caressed the side of her neck and down her shoulder and arm with the back of his hand and then let his hand rest on her knee.
“Depends on my mood. I like mysteries if they’re not too grizzly. Some urban fantasy, depending on how realistic it is. And—”
“Do you read erotica?”
He started the back of his hand up the inside of her thighs, and she gulped.
So much for showing me the controls.No way was he going to get her all hot and bothered and not slake some of her arousal.
Hehadto.
She gulped. “Sometimes…at night.”
“What do you do when you’re reading it?”
“I read in bed.”
“Do you touch yourself while you’re reading it?”
“That depends on how good it is and how long it takes for the, uh…action to start.”
“And if it’s good”—he gave the insides of her thighs the slightest taps and she spread her knees, and then wider when he tapped again—“do you act out on your own what the people in the story are doing? Do you put your fingers into yourself if he’s fucking her? Tug on your clit if he pulls hers between his teeth?”
He cupped her exposed mound and rubbed his palm against it.
She bit back her cry of pleasure and tried her damnedest to not roll her hips and grind against him.
“Do you?”
