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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.”

tinged her words. The constant teasing

you. I might give in,

didn’t hesitate.

his

touch…uh, pinch my

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

pressed into her palms.

was the Dom,

to be quiet, obedient. If he wanted to do

neck, and then the soft spot just behind her ear. “The sooner you give in—the sooner you realize that your self-imposed control is the only thing

gasped, “please, Master James. Please play with my breasts. Touch, pinch, twist…” She stopped, unable to

“Good girl.”

pinching them firmly then tugging. Beth’s teeth snapped together as bolts of

“Arch your back more.”

up off the chair. He continued to

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 except for the single word that ran through her mind

More, more, more.

“Go get a pillow.”

released her nipples. Her butt fell back to the seat, the growing ball of heat and pleasure inside her

ever shown as a submissive, she slid off the couch and padded

back, she set it down on the tiles in

with your back to me. Good. Now spread

for the pillow that protected her knees from the tile. The fact that he cared enough to think of that caused

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 over her

my knees. Keep your legs

drop back, focusing on the canopy of roses between her and the

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