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With my sweater off, my pebbled nipples are pretty fucking hard to miss, but I try not to think about it. Or all the things I hope he does to them.
We continue practicing for ten minutes, though it feels more like hours. With every successful hold of the pen while he tries to distract me, he rewards me. Sometimes it’s only a kiss or a soft touch, but other times he sucks a nipple into his mouth until I think I might come just from that alone. He never lets me get that far, though.
My thighs press together, and I rock back and forth, hoping for more friction. All I want to do is master this stupid fucking power so I can get off.
He leads me to the bed, and I can’t help the small skip in my step as he directs me to lie on my back in the center of the bed. With a question in his gaze, his hands move to the waistband of my sweatpants, and I nod vigorously. Is this it? Will he stop this torment and get me off already?
Of course not.
He pulls me to the edge of the bed, placing my feet on the small wooden ledge of the frame, and then stands.
Where are you going?I ask him, sending the question through our mental link because I know that’s what he expects.
When I see him grab the pen, I know he’s not done torturing me.
“I want you to keep that pen suspended above your head. As long as you do that, I’ll feast. Alright?” His eyes are molten silver as he settles on the floor, perched between my legs.
Okay.
My underwear feels slick with arousal, and I wonder if he can tell.Shit, I’m as wet as a fucking tropical storm. There’s no way he won’t notice.
I lay my head back down on the bed and focus on the pen. It hovers above my face — horizontally, so I don’t poke my eye out if it falls. When he shifts closer, I feel it. On my calves, my thighs, my core.
Every inch of my skin trembles, needing more of his touch. He kisses a path up my thigh and toward my center, and I strengthen my focus on the pen. When his finger skims over my panties, the pen wobbles, but I catch it before it falls.
Each move he makes is deliberate, building me up slowly so I can reinforce my focus, and giving me the best chance to succeed. I’m grateful, but I’m also horny as fuck.
All this buildup has my body twitching as I inch closer to release. He’s pulled my panties to the side and flicks his tongue against my clit. Once, twice, and a third time before he sucks it into his mouth. I’m on the edge, about to shatter into a million pieces, when the pen starts to fall. I catch it before it hits me, lifting it back up above my head, but the damage is done.
Raphael no longer sucks on my clit. In fact, he’s barely touching me at all, only watching.
Asshole.
His eyes light up. “What did you just say?”
I called you an asshole.
That’s when I realize why he’s so excited. The pen still hovers above me and I just spoke to him through our bond.I did it!
“That you did, sunshine. And I think you’ve earned your reward.”
He snatches the pen from the air and tosses it over his shoulder before diving between my legs once again. Using his shoulders, he keeps my legs spread wide as he lavishes my oversensitive clit with flicks of his tongue.
One of our slates vibrates, but neither of us moves to answer it. Even if he wanted to, I wouldn’t let him. Not when I’m this pent up with need.
My body shakes, so overloaded with pleasure, yet I still don’t come. It’s like he’s held me on the edge for so long that I’m trapped there.
“I’m so close, Raph. Please,” I beg, not even sure what I’m asking for anymore.
Raphael’s hand inches closer, trailing a path of pure fire until he presses two fingers inside me. He fucks me with them, curving them so they hit that most special place inside me, and I see stars.
A scream erupts from my throat, my hips arching off the bed as one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever experienced rushes through me. Raphael keeps torturing me, sparking even more tremors as my pussy spasms around his fingers. I don’t realize I’ve fisted my hands in his hair until the pleasure subsides.
Raphael is nestled between my legs, which are now closed around him to save my poor clit from any more of his delicious abuse. I loosen them, not wanting to choke him after giving me such pleasure.
His smile is wide as he says, “You taste like pure fucking sunlight, baby.”
I laugh, not understanding what that even means, though I’m tempted to ask. “Your charm knows no bounds, Raph.”
