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“You are turning pink, Miss Banner.”
I lick my lower lip, and whimper as he slips a second finger under the silk and onto my hungry pussy. The hot drag of his two fingers, as they rub their way towards my slit is insanely delicious. I want to spread more, to feel more of him. His fingers dip into my slit slowly, and then achingly pull out.
My body is throbbing, wanting more and more.
“I want to taste you with my fingers first,” he says. I hold my breath as he brings his two fingers to his mouth. “You taste like nectar.”
His fingers glisten with his saliva and my juices and this time it’s even more intense. He brings his two wet fingers to slide beneath the silk, rubbing over my pussy, making me even wetter. His two fingers are like a brush dipped in a hot paint, exploring, pushing against the opening of my slit.
I gasp as his long finger curls, this time not going in but sliding along my slit, making my insides yearn for his touch.
“I am going to release you from that terrible prison,” he says like a warden. He moves his hands to grab my skirt and pulls it off me in one sweep. His urgency is so great that the skirt flies across the room and almost reaches the balcony. My thighs welcome this release and I instinctively adjust to the new freedom.
“Wider?”
“What?”
“Spread wider” he commands.
I do what I have been wanting to do for a long time. I spread wider for him. His hand return to my inner thigh, his fingers under my panties. I throb in anticipation, blood rushes to my head. I greet the contact of his fingers with a moan that reveals me so naked. Naked now with just a small curtain of silk that are my panties, my thighs spread out for him.
“Confess to me,” he says, “Tell me you have wanted this.” As if to make his point, he squeezes my flesh between his two long fingers.
“Oh my!”
His fingers spread over my pussy, I arch upwards grinding against his palm, the delicious friction sends my whole body into a higher zone of pleasure. His fingers use the moment to find my slit. I arch forward with my hips, wanting more of him, encouraging him, inviting him. But his fingers don’t enter the opening.
“Brooke, tell me you have wanted me.” His middle finger stabs the opening again, sending me to a world of pleasure. “Just as I have wanted to rip your blouse off every fucking morning, when I saw those plumb breasts, teasing me.”
“I…, ooh God.”
“Brooke,” his breath is hot against my cheek as he explores the flesh under the silk fabric. “I want to give you pleasure. But I need to know if you have wanted my touch as badly as I have wanted you.”
“Yes, Ethan, I have touched myself thinking of you.”
His slick fingers enter my warm, wet opening.
“Oh Gosh! Oh gosh…yea uh, uh…”
He pushes his fingers further in and my walls clasp around his fingers, squeezing them, sending bolts and vibrations all over my body.
“Touch me Ethan, I can feel your fingers, I am so wet.”
He continues his hot, wet exploration.
“You hid your true feelings in the office,” he growls demanding more.
“I did, but now I want you to feel me. I am so wet and open for you.”
He moves his fingers, pushing and pulling my flesh, until his finger collides with my clit. I feel the sensation like a delicious headache, the blood pounding my brain.
“Oh God yes.”
His finger stabs and circles around my clit, faster and faster, now and then grazing against it. The muscles in my inner thighs twitch and shiver. I am now in his control. My juices create a slippery ride for his fingers, and I can feel a wet trickle leaving my pussy, making its way down my inner thighs.
“I can’t waste that,” he says, and brings his head down to lick it up, while his fingers circle my clit closer and closer.
“Just fuck me, Ethan!” I cry out, my shout is mixed with a squeal of pleasure. I move from side to side, his unforgiving fingers deep inside of me.
