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My breasts hung heavy with desire, and I grasped them, not caring that they were still covered by my dress. I squeezed them, fiery tendrils of desire burning through me. By the time that first orgasm ended, I was a writhing mess of arousal. When my pleasure finally faded, I whined softly, the full weight of what just happened coming down around me like a curtain.
He pulled his fingers free from me and my pussy continued throbbing.
“That’s a good girl,” he crooned.
I blushed hard. I watched him reach for a napkin out of the corner of my eye. He used it to clean off the evidence of my orgasm from his fingers and when I couldn’t look anymore, I stared down at the floor.
My arms and legs felt languid. The feeling of deep satisfaction I’d been looking for last night finally settled over me and I sighed happily, curling up in the chair a little bit. I closed my eyes, just enjoying the lingering tingles that jolted through me afterwards.
His touch had been just as wonderful as I’d thought it would be.
He cleared his throat.
“You have two choices now, Cami-girl. The first is that you can go back to your part of the house and enjoy the rest of your day,” he began, and I stared back at him in confusion.
“What’s the second?” I asked curiously.
“You will help me clear away the plates and when we’re done, you will bend over the table with your bright red bottom and your soaking wet little pussy on display. Then, you will ask Daddy to fuck you,” he said darkly.
I swallowed hard.
I didn’t want to ask for it. To be honest, I just wanted him to bend me over the table and fuck me himself. I licked my lips, trying to choose between one and the other and wanting neither.
“If you want someone to ask you to be fucked, maybe you should ask to fuck yourself,” I blurted.
I wanted to make him angry. I wanted him to just reach out and force me over that table himself. My clit pulsed greedily as I fantasized about being pinned down and taken hard and rough just like that.
I wanted him to take total control and I hoped that if I made him angry, that he would do just that. With a deep breath, I lifted my eyes to his and prepared myself for his fury.
I didn’t find it.
Instead of the anger I expected, there was nothing but amusement. He smiled, gazing back at me like he knew exactly what I was doing, and I hated that he did. I held my ground though, knowing it was too late to backpedal and tell him what I really wanted.
“I’ll see you at dinner, Cami,” he replied lightly, and he tossed the napkin on the table. He strode away and I blinked in surprise. The door opened and shut as he left the room. I pulled my dress back down. I looked around for my panties but couldn’t find them. I worried my lip, very self-conscious about my bareness beneath my skirt, but there was nothing I could do about it.
For a while, I just stood there. A part of me hoped that he would come back and give me another chance. I started clearing off the table and piling the dirty dishes on the service cart. By the time I was done, he still hadn’t returned, and I looked back at the nook a bit forlornly.
He’d told me all I needed to do was ask and I hadn’t done it. If I had, I’d be getting fucked over that table this very minute.
I turned away, feeling flustered and needy and a bit mad at myself for messing the whole thing up. I left the room and wandered back to my side of the house. I didn’t really know what to do, so I decided to take a bath to pass the time and to try to figure out what to do with myself.
The relationship between Mason and me had changed fundamentally in the last twenty-four hours. It had been better than I could have ever imagined. I gulped, thinking about how it felt to have his fingers inside of me and I groaned out loud when my clit started throbbing again.
I’d come three times. Why was I so insatiable today?
I leaned back in the bath, enjoying the warm embrace of the water, and tried to tell myself it was enough when all I wanted was Mason’s cock buried inside me instead.
I was hopeless.
I spent a few hours in the bath, just trying to cope with my neediness and as a way to avoid his side of the house, but soon my fingers became pruned enough where I had to get out. With a sigh, I climbed out of the bath and wrapped myself in a soft fluffy towel.
Someone knocked on my door. I stilled, but they didn’t open it.
“Hello?” I called out.
“A gift arrived for you, Miss Cami. I’ll leave it at your door,” a woman called out and I furrowed my brow. I waited a minute a bit impatiently before I rushed to it and pressed my ear against it. The stairs creaked and I tucked in the towel around me a bit tighter before I opened the door. There were two boxes and I moved them inside. I carried them over to my bed after using my foot to quietly close the door.
They were two clothing boxes. I lifted the top of one and found a beautiful set of matching purple lingerie. They were cotton, but the edges were lined in a delicate lace. The other box contained a beautiful purple dress that would be perfect for going out on the town or for a romantic night in.
