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.”

I beg?” Beth couldn’t stop the note of desperation that tinged her words. The constant teasing touch was

I might give in, if you

didn’t hesitate. “Please, please,

laugh made his chest rumble.

pinch my

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

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

Dom, she

wanted to

you realize that

Please play with my breasts. Touch,

“Good girl.”

together as bolts of pleasure shot from her breasts to her pussy,

“Arch your back more.”

herself to push her butt up off the chair. He continued

please, I

What do you

burning pleasure within her made thought nearly impossible except

More, more, more.

“Go get a pillow.”

nipples. Her butt fell back to the seat,

reluctance than she’d ever shown as a submissive, she slid off the couch and

she set it down on the tiles in front of Master

back to me. Good. Now spread your

fact that he cared enough to think of that caused

her upper arms, pushing the shirt as he went so

my knees. Keep your legs

chin down. Instead she let her head drop back, focusing on the canopy of roses between

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