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Chapter 62

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.”

her words. The constant teasing touch was making her feel desperate, far more desperate than

up to you. I might give in,

didn’t hesitate. “Please, please,

laugh made his chest rumble. “Please

pinch my

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

into fists, nails pressed into her palms. She could feel him waiting, but she was waiting too, waiting

Dom, she

be quiet, obedient. If he wanted to do nothing more than hold her

just behind her ear. “The sooner you give in—the sooner you realize that your self-imposed control is the only thing standing

James. Please play with my breasts. Touch, pinch, twist…”

“Good girl.”

snapped together as bolts of pleasure

“Arch your back more.”

butt up off the chair. He continued to tug

James, please, I need

do

I don’t know.” She couldn’t think. The burning pleasure within her made thought nearly impossible except for the single word that ran through her mind

More, more, more.

“Go get a pillow.”

nipples. Her butt fell back to the seat, the growing ball of heat and

more reluctance than she’d ever shown as a submissive, she slid off the couch and padded over to the nearest basket, grabbing a large

back, she set it down on the tiles in front of

Now spread your legs so your feet are on either

herself, glad for the pillow that protected her knees from the tile. The fact that he cared

James kneaded the nape of her neck, then her shoulders, working his way to her upper arms, pushing the shirt as he went so it fell

on my knees.

let her head drop back, focusing on the

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