Hitachi harder against her clit, she closed her eyes again, imagining Sir kissing her on the lips as the sun beat down on her skin, his tongue running over her teeth before darting in and claiming her.
Brie moaned, the pressure of his lips and the taste of his mouth very real to her.
Sir picked up another rose, a light purple one with tiny thorns. “A wicked thing, this one. So delicate and inviting…” He let her smell it, the fragrance spicy like cloves.
The silky petals teased her as they skimmed across her breasts, especially when he ran them over her nipples. However, a cold chill followed, knowing that the thorns would soon take their place.
“Are you ready, téa?”
She turned her head and smashed her face into his shirt, taking in Sir’s scent as she moved the Wand to the perfect spot to make her come quickly.
Sir kissed her breasts before he trailed the tiny thorns across them…
Brie ran the wheel over her breasts and gasped each time it came into contact with her sensitive nipples. “Oh!” she moaned. Brie lifted both instruments from her, panting from the effort.
One more pass and she knew she would come. She deeply inhaled Sir’s scent before she gave in to the sensation of the wheel and wand. “Oh, oh, ooooooohhh….” she cried, tears coming to her eyes as she allowed the powerful release.
“Good girl,” he whispered in her ear.
Brie opened her eyes. She could have sworn she’d heard his voice, but was disappointed to find herself all alone. She turned off the Magic Wand and laid the wheel beside her, panting with pure satisfaction.
That was when she heard the subtle squeak of a floorboard outside her room. She turned her head to see the movement of a shadow under the door before it disappeared.
Brie blushed, wondering how loud she had been. She quietly put her toys back in the drawer but kept Sir’s shirt beside her, curling up in the bed and sighing.
“Good night, Sir. Until tomorrow night…”
She woke up to the savory smell of Tono’s favorite breakfast and emerged from her room to find him dishing up a bowl for her.
“Good morning, sleepy head.”
She looked at the clock and protested, “It’s only six in the morning, Tono. I don’t think that qualifies me as a sleepy head.”
“We have too much to do to waste even a minute.”
Master Anderson stumbled into the kitchen rubbing his eyes. “Why the racket at this ungodly hour?”
Tono proceeded to dish him up a bowl as well. “I did my best with the ingredients on hand. I hope you enjoy it.”
Master Anderson stared at the mixture of rice, egg and vegetables. “There is no doubt I appreciate a hearty meal in the morning, but not this early.”
“Brie needs to get to the hospital to check on Wallace. I was also wondering if I might use your facilities in the next day or two. I only need a single room. I would like to show her what I’ve been working on.”
Brie perked up. “Oh, Tono, do you mind if I film it?”
“Not at all,” he answered, smiling at her.
“I suggest you use the auditorium so it can be filmed on stage.”
“That would be perfect! Thank you, Master Anderson,” Brie exclaimed.
“I have another favor to ask,” Tono said.
“Certainly,” Master Anderson replied agreeably.
“Could I use Lea, or will she be working this week?”
“She does have to work all week, but if you do it in the afternoon, there’s no reason she shouldn’t be able to take part. Of course, you’ll have to run it by her first.”
“I’ll phone her,” Brie piped up. “I have to give her a hard time for not calling me yet.”
Master Anderson gave her a guilty half-grin. “That would be my fault. I asked her to leave you alone the first two days. Thane wanted it to be the three of us the first night, and I knew yesterday the Boy would need extra tending after meeting with his donor.”
“You’re lucky you said something, or I would have ridden Lea’s ass for being a crappy friend. Dang, she’s
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