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.”

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

I might give in, if you beg

didn’t hesitate. “Please, please,

made his chest

touch…uh, pinch my

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

anything. Her fingers curled into fists, nails pressed into her palms. She could feel

was the Dom, she

If he wanted to do nothing more

give in—the sooner you realize that your self-imposed control is

Master James. Please play with my breasts. Touch,

“Good girl.”

them firmly then tugging. Beth’s teeth snapped together as bolts of pleasure shot from her breasts to her pussy, making muscles low

“Arch your back more.”

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

James, please, I

do you

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

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

back, she set it down on

spread your legs so your

knees from the tile. The fact that he cared enough to think of that caused a different kind of warmth

his way to her upper arms, pushing the shirt as he went so it

back, rest on my knees.

her chin down. Instead she let her head drop back, focusing on the

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