Beth shifted around until she was once more curled up against him. This time she didn’t need any prompting to get comfortable. The shirt had fallen closed and she inched it off her shoulder, hoping his fingers might find their way back to her breast.

“Is that an invitation?” His whisper was warm against her ear.

“Yes,” she answered truthfully, hoping that was acceptable.

“Well, it would be ungentlemanly of me to turn down such a pretty invitation.”

* * * His fingers returned to her right breast, tracing patterns over her skin, but avoiding the aching peak. Her nipple budded tight, and Beth arched her back slightly, offering herself, begging him without words.

“Unbutton the shirt.”

Beth’s fingers trembled as she obeyed, eagerly peeling it open so her whole torso was bare. Reaching across his body, Master James began to tease her left breast with his free hand while cupping the outer curve of her right.

It was pleasurable, but not enough, not what she wanted.

Beth arched her back, her head pressed hard into his shoulder.

“What do you want, Beth?”

“I want…” She knew exactly what she wanted, but couldn’t say it.

“Tell me.”

The command made it easier to speak. “I want you to touch my nipples.”

“Just touch?” His fingers feathered over the tips of her breasts in a barely there caress.

“More,” she pleaded quietly.

Master James’s hands stopped moving. “That didn’t sound like begging.”

tinged her words. The constant teasing touch

you. I might give in, if

didn’t hesitate.

his chest rumble.

pinch

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

pressed

was the Dom, she was the

was her place to be quiet, obedient. If he wanted to

over hers and kissed her shoulder, the crook of her neck, and then the soft spot just behind her ear. “The sooner you give in—the sooner you

my breasts. Touch,

“Good girl.”

snapped together as bolts of pleasure shot from her breasts to her pussy, making muscles low

“Arch your back more.”

off the chair. He continued to tug and twist, but in

James, please,

do

made thought nearly impossible except for the single word that ran through her mind like a

More, more, more.

“Go get a pillow.”

react until he released her nipples. Her butt fell back to the seat, the growing

slid off the couch and padded over to the nearest basket, grabbing a large

she set it down on the tiles in front of Master James’s

Now spread your legs so your feet are on either

The fact that he

upper arms, pushing the shirt

on my knees. Keep your legs

this position Beth couldn’t keep her chin down. Instead she let her head drop back, focusing on

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