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.”

constant teasing touch was making her feel

to you. I might give in, if

didn’t hesitate. “Please,

his chest rumble.

touch…uh, pinch

“Hmm, a tempting idea.”

he didn’t do anything. Her fingers curled into fists, nails pressed into her palms. She could feel

was the Dom, she was

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

sooner you realize that your self-imposed control is the only thing

she gasped, “please, Master James. Please play with my breasts. Touch, pinch,

“Good girl.”

snapped together as bolts of pleasure shot

“Arch your back more.”

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

James, please, I need

What do

burning pleasure within her made thought nearly impossible except for the single word that

More, more, more.

“Go get a pillow.”

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

as a submissive, she slid off the couch and padded over

she set it down on the tiles in

your back to me. Good. Now spread your legs so

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

shoulders, working his way to her upper arms, pushing the shirt

rest on my knees. Keep your

keep her chin down. Instead she let her head drop back,

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