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“You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” His hands caressed her sides, tracing the lines made by the wax.
Ali arched against his hands, needing his touch.
His fingers skimmed over her wax-covered clit, moving the hardened wax about, sending shots of pain mixed with pleasure directly to her core. She knew herself well enough to know it wouldn’t take much for her to come. Her body was primed.
Then, his hands were gone. She wanted to cry out, but she didn’t. Instead, she bit her bottom lip and waited to see what he would do to her next.
* * *
Watching her reactions to the wax had Daniel grinning. It also had his cock straining against his jeans. He picked up the massage oil and flipped the lid open. Wax could be removed in a variety of ways, including with a flogger. He’d considered that option, but flogging wax off created a hell of a mess.
Depositing a good amount of oil into his palm, Daniel rubbed his hands together before running them up Ali’s thighs. The wax gently pulled away from her skin, leaving the shiny oil in its place as he worked his way up one thigh and then the other.
Ali sighed, her legs falling open, giving him full access to her body. As he moved over her, massaging as he went, he removed the dried wax and placed it on one of the extra towels.
He took his time, making sure to remove as much as he could from the dips and valleys between her legs. When he began caressing her pussy, the sounds coming from her lips changed. Her soft sighs became moans. He could feel heat radiating from her sex that had nothing to do with the wax.
Spreading her wide, he used both hands to rub up and down her labia before moving his attention to her clit. It was out from beneath its hood, swollen, and begging for some attention. He brushed his thumb against it several times, thrilling each time she sucked in a breath, then moved his attention higher, leaving her hanging.
A soft whine left her throat, and he chuckled. “Patience, sweetheart.”
She bit her bottom lip again as his hands roamed over her stomach. Wax had pooled in her belly button, and he took his time getting as much of it out as he could.
Ali squirmed as he skimmed up her sides, his touch tickling her, but he could tell she was trying her best to keep still. She was a good submissive and having his hands on her was doing nothing to make him want her less. No, the more time he spent with her, the more he had of her, the more he wanted.
He shook his head, trying to push those thoughts from his mind. Thinking about the future wouldn’t do him any good. He had to focus on the present. Right now, she was here with him. His. He would enjoy it while it lasted.
His hands covered the swell of her breasts, pulling and pushing them together, working the wax loose from its hold on her skin. She tilted her head back, releasing a low moan as his hands glided over her tits.
Daniel wiped his hands on a towel and used a clean one to wipe as much of the remaining wax from her body as possible. She’d need a shower after the scene, but he wasn’t quite ready to be done with her. His cock was straining painfully in his pants, and he wasn’t about to end the scene until he’d finished what they’d started.
Going to the wall of toys, he selected a flogger. With most of the wax removed, he didn’t have to worry about it flying everywhere.
He stood over her, taking in her beautiful form. She was absolutely perfect. Her nipples stood erect, and her sex gleamed, wet and wanting. He cupped the side of her face. “Are you doing all right?”
She leaned into his touch. “Yes, Sir.”
He bent to kiss her, letting his mouth linger and pulling a sound out of her he felt all the way down to his toes. She was slowly breaking all his resolve. All he wanted to do was bury himself inside her, to feel her heat wrapped around him.
Dropping his hand, he stood to his full height and moved to the opposite end of the table. She had the smallest feet. He thought of her wearing her heels, running all over the hospital on her boss's errand. She’d been out of her heels for almost two hours, but he could still see evidence of her pain.
With his free hand, he took his thumb and gently pressed it into the sole of one foot. She flinched before she could stop herself.
He didn’t reprimand her, though. She was hurting and there was only one person to blame for that. “From now on, you will take a pair of flats with you to work. If you need to run around the hospital, you will change into those. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Daniel removed his hand and trailed the ends of the flogger over the tops of her feet. The leather brushed her skin, and he saw her muscles relax.
He moved the falls of the flogger up her body, letting them touch every inch of her exposed skin. The ends dipped between her legs, teasing her pussy before he shifted them up to caress her stomach. Her breathing slowed as all the tension left her body. The only thing on her mind was the feel of his flogger. Exactly the way he wanted it.
The leather kissed her breasts before he ran it up her neck and face. Her mouth fell open and she turned her head to the side, silently begging for more.
One of the things he loved most about floggers was how versatile they were. The sensations he could create with a flogger ranged from a barely there brush of the leather to a thud that bordered on the edge of pain. It was all in the technique, the location, and the type of flogger.
The one he’d chosen to use on her tonight was on the lighter side. When he was flogging her ass and the backs of her thighs the night before, he’d used a heavier flogger. Those areas of a woman’s body were ripe for a good, hard flogging.
He lifted his wrist and took aim at one of Ali’s breasts. The impact startled her, but it only lasted a moment. At the second hit, she tilted her head back as her nipples, already sensitive from the wax, embraced everything he was giving her.
