Part 9 (2/2)

”You're awfully stiff. Will you come if I stroke your c.l.i.t?”

”Probably, Sir.” She'd always been easy to arouse under his administration, but not this easy. It had been too long without him. She couldn't keep her body from reacting to his dominance. Her p.u.s.s.y was soaked and her skin was splotchy and pink.

Lori moaned again at the suggestion.

”Touch your c.l.i.t for me.” Jude held her thighs with both hands.

When she stroked the bud, the contact made her lift her a.s.s off the bed.

”Oh, baby, you are easy. It's been so long, hasn't it?” He stroked her belly and up between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. When he reached her chin, he caressed her lips in a circle, but his attention focused on her c.l.i.t. ”Calm down, baby. I don't want you coming without permission.”

She nodded, but her teeth were gritted and she blinked several times.

”Easy,” he soothed. ”Deep breaths.”

h.e.l.l, she was as close to coming as she'd ever been. Jude kept fondling her-her cheek, her chin, her neck, her shoulders, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

”I want you to pump two fingers inside your p.u.s.s.y, and you're not allowed to come.”

Lori was still holding herself open. She let go with one hand and pressed two fingers inside as slowly as she could manage. She didn't bend them, not wanting to make things worse by touching her G-spot.

”Look at me, baby,” Jude commanded, his voice harsher than it had been for several minutes.

She tried. Her eyes were glazed over and she had trouble focusing.

Jude held her gaze as he instructed her. ”I know you don't m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e like that, baby. Curl your fingers and drag them across your G-spot.”

She held her breath and flicked her fingers over the spot that would send her soaring on a normal day.

”Good girl. Pull them out and suck them clean, baby.”

She brought her fingers to her mouth and licked her juices off. Salty and sweet.

”s.e.xy.” Jude inched his fingers closer to the juncture of her thighs. He held her open wide with his thumbs. ”f.u.c.k yourself, baby.”

Lori held herself rigid as she pushed her fingers back inside. She was so close it took all her concentration not to come. Sweat beaded on her forehead even though the room was not warm.

”Fast and hard. Show me how you usually m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e.”

She stiffened, stroking over her G-spot several times.

She moaned deep and loud, unable to hold off. ”I can't... Sir, I'm going to come.”

”Wait for it,” he demanded. ”Control, baby.”

Her head fell back and she rocked it side to side on the headboard. ”Ahhh. Please.”

”Not yet, baby.” Jude released his hold on her and pulled her hand out of her p.u.s.s.y to suck her fingers clean. He moaned around the digits, licking them individually and together, over and over, until she was mesmerized by his attentiveness.

When he finished, he shocked her by plunging two of his own fingers into her. Immediately she shot sky-high once again. His fingers were twice the size of her own, and it had been a long time since Lori had had anything that invasive inside her.

Her eyes popped open wider and she stiffened, going from zero to sixty in less than two seconds.

He set his thumb on her c.l.i.t and pressed it hard while he stroked inside her. With his free hand he grabbed her neck and held her head to face his. ”So tight, baby. Remember my touch?”

She opened her mouth, but she didn't speak. She couldn't. The question was ludicrous and besides, she was nearing o.r.g.a.s.m.

She lifted her pelvis toward the friction inside her. ”Oh G.o.d.” She writhed beneath Jude's touch. Without him holding her down, she had more freedom. She bucked into him, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bouncing with the movement.

She edged closer to o.r.g.a.s.m. She gripped her thighs with both hands until her nails dug into her skin. The subtle pain grounded her.

As she neared o.r.g.a.s.m once again, she groaned, her entire body partic.i.p.ating. Her legs shook and she held her breath around the sensations. Just as quickly, Jude pulled his fingers out of her, putting a halt to her building need. As her eyes widened further, he wiped her lips with her own juices until she opened for him. ”Suck yourself off me.”

She did as he told her, licking her way up his fingers until they were clean. Her p.u.s.s.y screamed for release. Her belly ached, a deep longing gripping her insides.

”I enjoy watching you as you lose yourself.”

He enjoyed it? She was nearly panting.

Jude tweaked her nipples again and then reached for her wrists, grasping the cuffs she'd put on herself. He brought them to his lips and kissed her palms.

Jude leaned back, leaving Lori bereft of his touch. ”Scoot forward a bit, baby.” He set a hand on her shoulders and lowered her onto the bed. Her legs remained spread, her p.u.s.s.y wide open. She'd give anything to come. Instead she eased back from the edge he'd led her to moments ago.

Jude sat to one side, leisurely leaning on his hand. He stared down at her as she tried to ignore his gaze. ”Play with your nipples again, baby.” He stroked a finger over the tips of both nipples as he spoke and then ran that digit down the center of her body, not quite reaching her s.e.x. ”I love how you can make them swell with your own fingers.”

Lori lifted her hands to her chest and gently began to toy with herself, flicking, twisting and pinching her tight buds. She wished he would f.u.c.k her, but she knew him better than that.

Her fingers shook to do his bidding.

”I'm going to stroke inside your p.u.s.s.y again. You aren't to come. Do you have control now?”

”Yes, Sir.” She wasn't overly confident, though.

Jude's finger was colder now, and when he entered her, she nearly lifted off the bed. She tried to get a grip with her heels but couldn't make purchase with the mattress. G.o.d. She shot right to the edge again rapidly.

”Good girl.” He removed his finger to stroke her outer lips, ignoring her c.l.i.t.

That one finger was maddening. She sucked her lips in between her teeth and tried to think of something else. But Jude was all consuming. She couldn't escape his control over her body even with her mind.

”Look at me, baby.”

Lori tried to focus on Jude's face above her own.

He smiled. ”You remember, don't you?”

”Yes, Sir,” she murmured on an exhale. She stared at his face, knowing by his narrowed gaze what she was up against.

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