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All at once, her core began its threatening, low-down shudders as blood suffused her sheath. She was so full that she couldn’t even clench. Her muscles were undoubtedly still there, but she could no longer activate them. She could do nothing except pant and throb and try not to force it out with her ecstatic writhing.

Crouching back onto her heels, Heidi peered at her work.

Carine tried to accept her lot. She’d asked for it. She’d begged for Heidi’s attention, which meant struggling at the intersection of breathtaking pleasure and intermittent shame.

Why does she have to look at me like that?

Then Heidi’s fingertips alighted at the inner edges of Carine’s shaking knees. They danced gently up the skin of her thighs before stopping at the seams of her upper legs.

Carine couldn’t help her body’s reaction to that. She curled her hips one way then the other, unsure if she were trying to escape the pleasure of delicate hands or lean into it.

Every time Heidi touched her was a seismic event, and Carine didn’t know how much of that overloading of stimulation she could handle.

And it’s not even that much.

A sobbing sound crept from her throat, and a self-effacing scoff immediately afterward.

Pathetic.

She didn’t know how to be stoic. She didn’t know how to sweep her pleasure feelings into lockboxes in her mind to increase her endurance any more than she knew how to only eat one cookie. For her, it just wasn’t a possible thing.

So when Heidi tugged Carine’s clit between her knuckles, Carine came with a straining, wordless shout and hated herself.

She hated that she was stripped to nearly naked with her legs spread wide and an entire planet throbbing in her, knowing that Heidi had intended to make a point.

And Heidi made a point, just not in the way she intended. She’d said Carine couldn’t handle what she strapped on, and she was right. Carine would probably be finished the moment Heidi fastened the last buckle. The anticipation would be enough.

As her heart rate decelerated and the spots floating in her vision cleared, Carine forced a swallow down her throat and made herself meet Heidi’s gaze.

Well. Tell me the truth about me, I guess.

“I suppose we’re going to have to do something about you,” Heidi said with contemplative softness.

Yes, you will have to because I’ll never be able to have another orgasm without you.

Carine was convinced of that. She would be chasing that potent ecstasy for the rest of her life.

Heidi removed the dildo as slowly as she’d put it in and held it up to the light.

It glistened from being inside Carine.

Heidi’s apparent appreciation of the shine barely registered on Carine’s self-consciousness meter until Heidi lashed her tongue around the fattest part. “Mm. Different lube next time. Don’t like the taste of that. Do you?”

Rising from her crouch, she offered it up to Carine’s mouth.

Carine obediently parted her lips and took the tip between them.

“What do you think?”

Carine thought she wouldn’t get a lick of work done the next day. All she was going to be able to do was sit at her desk, stare out the window, and remember the purring sound Heidi made when she’d had her tongue on that obscene little toy.

Carine nodded, only to respond in some way. The nod didn’t mean yes or no. If it meant anything at all, it meant that she knew she was fucked. She’d made a grave error. Ablondeerror.

“Hmm. Have you ever been gagged, Carine?”

Carine shook her head.

“I don’t know if that surprises me or not.” Heidi dragged the wet toy along the seam of Carine’s lips. “I guess I’ll have to think some on that. You’ve got those pretty teeth. I don’t want to be putting too many things in your mouth that don’t belong there.”

She gave Carine’s pussy a little pat and tilted her head in ago-onmotion. “I think that’s enough for now, don’t you? Toughen up a little for me before next time. If I ever see your eyes watering, my clothes stay on. You hear me?”

Oh no.

Oh no.

Carine hadn’t known that a clothes-free Heidi was an option.

Heidi must have appropriately accepted the whimpering sound Carine made as approval. She patted Carine’s pussy again and said, “I’m sure you’ll figure it out. You’re a smart woman, aren’t you?”

At that moment, Carine didn’t think anyone could rightfully accuse her ofthat.

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