specialties.”
He grinned and ghosted the tip of one finger over her clit.
Molly felt the walls of her pussy quiver when he touched her there. The more Nick brushed against her swollen nub, the hotter she became and he’d been teasing that bundle of nerves all the while he’d been shaving her. She had to concentrate very hard 46
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now to put words together. “I don’t know where to go.”
“Don’t worry. I do. I’ll take care of it.” He worked very carefully, taking short easy strokes. He moved a washcloth over her entire mound, then cleaned her inner lips and the opening to her vagina. “All done.”
He leaned down and licked the skin he’d just laid bare, quick little swipes of his tongue that made pleasure pulse through her. Over and over he licked the soft skin until she thought she’d go crazy. Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and sliding two fingers into her vagina. Her muscles automatically clenched on him.
“Do you want to come, Molly?”
“Yes. Please,” she panted. “Come.” Trying to move her hips.
He smiled at her. “Not yet. Not until I say you can. Always remember that. You may only come when I give you permission. Can you remember that?”
“Y-yes.” She gritted her teeth together, holding back the waves of sensation.
“Very good. I have something for you to do first.” He unwound himself from his position and went to dispose of the bowl and razor.
Molly lay on the bed so aroused she was afraid her body would climax just from the sensations washing through it. She bit down on her lower lip as hard as she could in an effort to maintain control. Nick’s fingers had played a symphony on her skin during the barbering session and that little kiss on the clit drove her even higher. But deep inside she knew they were only at the beginning of tonight’s activities.
What stunned her was how much she suddenly craved it. What happened to the old Molly and who was this totally sensuous, sexual female who had taken her place?
Hell! Who knew that at forty-five she’d be completely enthralled by the D/s lifestyle. Obviously she’d been hiding all her adult life. The realization of its intense appeal to her was as shocking as her body’s reaction.
When Nick walked back into the room, her eyes were drawn automatically to his 47
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magnificent body. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair covering his chest and a flat stomach. His cock rose proudly from its nest of curls, the heaviness of his testicles hanging against his muscular thighs. She still remembered taking that cock in her mouth the other morning and hoped he would let her do it again. No. Demand that she do it.
He unshackled her from the bed and helped her to stand. “I want you to get on your knees in front of me, Molly,” he commanded, in a voice strong with authority.
“Now.”
She did as he asked, waiting for his next direction.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
Obediently she did so. The next thing she knew soft leather cuffs had been snapped in place and linked together.
“I’m going to blindfold you, Molly. I want you to learn to use your other senses, to see how much better the experience is when you can’t see anything.”
He placed a folded length of soft satin against her eyes and tied it behind her head.
She heard his feet on the carpet as he moved away, then back.
“Inhale, Molly. Take a deep breath. What does your nose detect?”
She drew in a deep breathe. “Lavender.”
“Very good. I lit the candles. Lavender has a calming, soothing effect, so that no matter what we do, your body will not be afraid.”
She ran the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip. “I’m not afraid, Nick. I trust you.”
“Good. That’s the most essential ingredient of a D/s relationship. Without it, there is no real relationship. Now, we have one more thing to take care of.”
Molly frowned. “What do you mean?”
“We need a safe word.
He grinned and ghosted the tip of one finger over her clit.
Molly felt the walls of her pussy quiver when he touched her there. The more Nick brushed against her swollen nub, the hotter she became and he’d been teasing that bundle of nerves all the while he’d been shaving her. She had to concentrate very hard 46
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now to put words together. “I don’t know where to go.”
“Don’t worry. I do. I’ll take care of it.” He worked very carefully, taking short easy strokes. He moved a washcloth over her entire mound, then cleaned her inner lips and the opening to her vagina. “All done.”
He leaned down and licked the skin he’d just laid bare, quick little swipes of his tongue that made pleasure pulse through her. Over and over he licked the soft skin until she thought she’d go crazy. Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and sliding two fingers into her vagina. Her muscles automatically clenched on him.
“Do you want to come, Molly?”
“Yes. Please,” she panted. “Come.” Trying to move her hips.
He smiled at her. “Not yet. Not until I say you can. Always remember that. You may only come when I give you permission. Can you remember that?”
“Y-yes.” She gritted her teeth together, holding back the waves of sensation.
“Very good. I have something for you to do first.” He unwound himself from his position and went to dispose of the bowl and razor.
Molly lay on the bed so aroused she was afraid her body would climax just from the sensations washing through it. She bit down on her lower lip as hard as she could in an effort to maintain control. Nick’s fingers had played a symphony on her skin during the barbering session and that little kiss on the clit drove her even higher. But deep inside she knew they were only at the beginning of tonight’s activities.
What stunned her was how much she suddenly craved it. What happened to the old Molly and who was this totally sensuous, sexual female who had taken her place?
Hell! Who knew that at forty-five she’d be completely enthralled by the D/s lifestyle. Obviously she’d been hiding all her adult life. The realization of its intense appeal to her was as shocking as her body’s reaction.
When Nick walked back into the room, her eyes were drawn automatically to his 47
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magnificent body. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair covering his chest and a flat stomach. His cock rose proudly from its nest of curls, the heaviness of his testicles hanging against his muscular thighs. She still remembered taking that cock in her mouth the other morning and hoped he would let her do it again. No. Demand that she do it.
He unshackled her from the bed and helped her to stand. “I want you to get on your knees in front of me, Molly,” he commanded, in a voice strong with authority.
“Now.”
She did as he asked, waiting for his next direction.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
Obediently she did so. The next thing she knew soft leather cuffs had been snapped in place and linked together.
“I’m going to blindfold you, Molly. I want you to learn to use your other senses, to see how much better the experience is when you can’t see anything.”
He placed a folded length of soft satin against her eyes and tied it behind her head.
She heard his feet on the carpet as he moved away, then back.
“Inhale, Molly. Take a deep breath. What does your nose detect?”
She drew in a deep breathe. “Lavender.”
“Very good. I lit the candles. Lavender has a calming, soothing effect, so that no matter what we do, your body will not be afraid.”
She ran the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip. “I’m not afraid, Nick. I trust you.”
“Good. That’s the most essential ingredient of a D/s relationship. Without it, there is no real relationship. Now, we have one more thing to take care of.”
Molly frowned. “What do you mean?”
“We need a safe word.
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