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.”

couldn’t stop the note of desperation that tinged her words. The constant teasing touch was making her feel desperate, far more desperate than a complete absence of

up to you. I might

hesitate.

his chest rumble.

pinch my

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

into fists, nails pressed into

Dom, she was

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

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 realize that your self-imposed control

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

“Good girl.”

tugging. Beth’s teeth snapped together as bolts of pleasure shot from

“Arch your back more.”

the chair. He continued to tug and

James, please, I need

What do you

don’t know. I don’t know.” She couldn’t think. The burning pleasure within her made thought nearly impossible

More, more, more.

“Go get a pillow.”

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

submissive, she slid off the couch and

down on the tiles in front

to me. Good. Now spread your legs so your feet are on either side

The fact that he cared enough to think of that caused a different kind of

neck, then her shoulders, working his way to her upper arms, pushing the shirt as he went so it fell off, puddling around her wrists and draping

my

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

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