The Darker Side of Pleasure by Eden Bradley Page B

began, I panicked a little, but I got through it. It felt too good from the start. And it’s been this…I don’t know. Like a journey. And I’m figuring things out as I go. Does that make sense?”
    “Absolutely. I think we can learn a lot about ourselves when we operate from that sort of primal place.”
    “Exactly. And the sex is nothing short of amazing.”
    “I could see that much on your face.” Briana was grinning again.
    “God, am I walking around with a sign on my forehead, or what?”
    “Yeah, kind of. But don’t sweat it. It sounds like what’s happening with you guys is more important than everyone around you wondering what you’ve been up to. Let them wonder.”
    Jillian leaned in to hug her friend. “You’re good for me.”
    “You know I love you, Jillie. And I’m so glad to see you feeling better.” Briana released her and settled back onto the pillows. “So, what did you bring for dessert?”
     

     
    “Did you get everything on the list I gave you?” Cam’s deep voice came over the phone.
    “Yes.” Her body surged with lust remembering her trip to a local sex toy shop earlier that day.
    “Good girl.”
    As always, those words sent a shiver of pleasure through her system.
    “First, put me on speaker phone. I want both of your hands free. Then I want you to strip. I want you completely naked. Then go sit on the chair in front of your big vanity mirror. And take everything I asked you to buy and set it on the vanity.”
    It only took her a minute to get undressed and sit, as Cam had instructed her.
    “I’m ready, Cam.”
    Already an odd calmness was seeping through her body, a lambent, sexual buzzing that made her feel excited, yet serene at the same time.
    “Spread your legs open so you can see yourself in the mirror. I want you to be able to see your pussy. The mirror is low enough. Can you see?”
    “Yes.” She was surprised that the sight of her own sex was exciting to her, but it was.
    “Now spread your lips open with your fingers. And tell me what you see. What you feel.”
    God, could she do this? If she stopped to think about it, maybe not. But she was on fire already, just from the sound of Cam’s disembodied voice in their bedroom.
    “I can see…the pink folds.” She took in a deep breath.
    “Go on, Jillian.”
    “And…and my clit is swelling up already.”
    “Are you wet, Jillian?”
    “Yes!” Her voice was a quiet hiss in her ears.
    “Good. I could tell you were, just by the sound of your voice. Do you know how exciting it is to hear you all out of breath like that? I love to know you’re turned on. But I want you more turned on. I’m going to make you come for me. And you’re going to do it. You’re going to do everything I ask. And you’re going to love it.”
    Her sex contracted at his words. At the idea of what might be happening next. Her fingers were wet with her own juices already.
    “Now pick up the vibrator and turn it on. Just touch the tip of your clit with it.”
    She did as he asked. Holding the folds of her sex open with one hand, she used the other to grab the vibrator, turned the dial, and touched it to the hard, throbbing nub there. A bolt of pleasure shot through her.
    “Oh!”
    “Feel good, honey? I knew it would. Now hold it there. Let it vibrate against your clit. How does it feel?”
    “Oh, God,” was all she could get out as the vibration rocked her, drove deep into the core of her sex.
    “How good? Are you about to come?”
    “Yes!”
    “Then stop.”
    Stop? He had to be kidding. But nothing in his firm tone allowed her to think she should do anything other than obey. She pulled the vibrator away, leaving her breathless and shaking at the edge of orgasm.
    “Take out the clamps.”
    With trembling hands she set the vibrator down on the vanity and picked up the small metal clamps. They were attached by a short chain running between them.
    “Put them on.”
    She pinched her right nipple between her fingers and tugged. It