My Master waited for the older woman to bid us good night and retreat before asking, “What do you think?”
“It’s beautiful,” I answered simply.
“You think you will be happy here?”
“Of course.”
He sighed. “Honesty, pet. Is it too much to ask?”
“Acceptance, Master. You need to accept that I’ll always be like this. Is it too much to ask?”
He strode towards me and made me gasp when he flicked my forehead. “Stubborn pet.” I gasped once more when he lifted me in his arms. “Brave pet.” He carried me to the bed and as he laid me down, he said softly, “Cute pet.”
“Cute?” I pretended to be offended, but my voice just came out shaky and breathless.
“Yes, cute.” He flicked the first button of my blouse open. “In an arousing way.”
I clutched his hands in shock when I felt his fingers working on the second and third buttons. “What are you doing?” My voice came out strangled.
“What do you think?” By the time he finished speaking, my blouse was completely undone.
“But—-”
Again, my words disappeared into his mouth.
The kiss shocked me. He hadn’t kissed me like this since the night he found me.
The kiss slayed me. I couldn’t say it, would probably never be able to say it, but I was addicted to his kisses. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of it.
Dimly, I felt him discarding my blouse, and soon the rest of my clothes followed until I was entirely naked. When he pulled back to study me from head to toe, I writhed under his gaze in embarrassment.
“You’re turning pink all over,” my Master purred in obvious pleasure.
“Shut up,” I muttered, even more embarrassed by his words.
My Master only laughed. His fingers cupping my breasts, he murmured, “I missed this. You do not know how much I missed this.” His head bent down, and I felt him nuzzling the valley between my breasts.
I half-struggled, half-writhed under his powerful form. “Master.” The word came out as a plea, but I had no idea what I was begging him for.
“You smell so unbelievably sweet.” His words were a tantalizing whisper, a delicious caress against my skin as his lips trailed down my neck. “It makes me mad with jealousy, wondering if someone other than me would notice your scent.”
His lips moved further down, and another gasp escaped me when his mouth closed over one nipple. My body arched under him as he started to suck. He had never kissed me this way – never!
My hands found its way to his body, moving against his back restlessly as he sucked and sucked. When he moved to my other breast, worshipping it the same way, my hands moved up in its own volition, clutching his shoulders as my body curved in helpless desire against him.
“Please.” I still didn’t know what I wanted. All I knew was that what I needed, only my Master could provide. When he bit my nipple, I cried out. “Please!”
His head lifted, and a sinful kind of promise glittered in his eyes. “Soon,” he rasped.
I felt his hands moving over my body, shaping my curves slowly and thoroughly, as if he wanted to memorize every inch of my skin. Down, down, down his hands went until I felt him prying my thighs open.
Trembling, I allowed my legs to fall apart, and then his hand was there. Right where I was most sensitive. It was the hottest part of me, the part that throbbed and ached so much the sensations filled my every thought.
“Master!” My head tossed from side to side as his hand traced my wet folds. I was so wet it was embarrassing, and I would probably have blushed again if I wasn’t so caught up in the sensual magic of his touch.
“Look at me. I want to see your face as I please you.” His gaze held me captive as our eyes met. “Does this make you feel good, pet?” Slowly, he slid one finger inside me.
I cried out, my body shaking harder even as my flesh contracted and expanded, my inner muscles tightening around the part of him that marked his first possession of my body.
“Answer me.”
“Yes.” I sobbed the word out as he started to move his finger, sliding it in and out at a slow, steady pace.
“Do you want more?”
“Please.” I squeezed my eyes shut, my body tightening with every thrust of his finger.
I felt him moving down, his hands pushing my legs up to form a wide W. I looked down just in time to see his head disappear between my legs. And then there it was, his warm hot tongue flicking against the sensitive bud.
I screamed.
His tongue started to play with my clit, and I screamed once more. Again and again until I saw stars and it was so hard to breathe. When he started to suck on my clit, the same time his finger moved in and out of my pussy, my body began to shake. Something inside me was unfurling, something so strong and powerful, wracking my body—-