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I do.
“Touch the slit between your legs.”
I slide my fingers between my thighs, and the pulse in my lower belly intensifies.
“What do you feel?” He rumbles.
I hesitate, he arches an eyebrows.
I glance away, then back at him. “Uh, it’s so moist.” Heat flushes my skin. “And so hot. I... I’m dripping.” I squeeze my eyes shut. Did Isaydripping? I saiddripping.
He clicks his tongue. “Did I give you permission to close your eyes?”
I snap my eyelids open and shake my head.
“You will doonlyas I say.”
I jerk my chin.
"Scoop up some of your cum then hold your fingers up and over the topmost part of your pussy."
Mycum?The pulse in my belly drops to my core and every part of me seems to be focused there. I follow his lead, then touch my pussy lips.
"Did I tell you to touch yourself?" he growls.
“B-b-b-but—”
He glares at me, and the words die in my throat.
"Did I, Solene?”
I shake my head slowly, before raising my hand and letting it hover over my core.
He nods, "Now,touch the part at the top between your pussy-lips."
I slip my fingers between my pussy lips at the top and a spark of pleasure zips out from the point of contact.
"Oh," I gasp.
"Indeed." He smirks. "What do you feel?"
"A… spongy bud… that’s… growing?"
"Harder, more stiff, more swollen?"
I nod.
"That’s your clitoris."
"Clitoris?"
"Or your clit. Now, move your finger around and see what feels good to you."
"My clit." I trace the little button-shaped part of me and tendrils of pleasure zip out. "Oh, god."How did I miss this? It seems so obvious now.My eyelids flutter but I manage not to close them. The fact that his now-indigo eyes are fixed on mine insists I stay in the moment. I continue to rub my clit, and my thighs clench. Heat zips out from where I’m touching myself to my breasts. My nipples are so tight, so hard… I need to squeeze them, need to massage my heavy breasts, need to... My fingers tingle, the pulse between my legs intensifies and seems to spread to my wrists, my breasts, and even behind my eyeballs. But I don’t stop. I keep fingering my clit.
His eyes flash. His features form into an expression of approval, and every pore in my body seems to pop in response.
"You’re doing so well," he croons.
